Don't Mess with Texas Honky Tonks
Stevie Ray had mentioned something about setting me up with a jar of moonshine the next time I came by. At 2 pm on a Wednesday afternoon with the joint already occupied by four reclined and reticent bikers and two local, louder, guys looking for oil, I rethunk my expectations. This 125 year old, now […]
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Red eyed and dry mouthed, I grope my way between the front seats towards the stereo. Fingers fumbling through the black digital front, and last night’s last played song magically starts. To the sound of Howard Crockett’s Last Will and Testimony (of a Drinkin’ Man), I push the driver side door open to let some […]
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The red corner building offered quiet settings on this Saturday morning. The lone bartender was filling the coolers, busy getting the beer cold enough until the regulars come craving and the sounds of bottle to bottle and the bartenders movements all rocked me into a familiar rhythm. I found my place on a rusty old […]
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Saint Hedwig Club at 14297 FM 1346 in Bexar County was my destination for the weekend and I didn’t care to call ahead. 80 miles later I found it to be closed down for good. Another loss. What to do now? Last night, listening to coyotes howling outside my moonlit silvery RV and with a […]
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I look out the car window into the emblazoned world that the neon along South Lamar Boulevard paints up. Many treasures are hidden in the shadows of the alleys and while some of them are hard to find if you don’t know where to look, some are more well known–and for good reasons too.
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We gassed, braked and steered our way through the backroads of Milam County. With Olle reading the map and Chris keeping the pick-up steady 65 at the wheel, we soon found ourselves in Downtown Texas, Texas. We’re on the hunt for a little-known honky-tonk that we’ve heard tell of for a long time.
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Most every time I put my foot here there’s something going on, but today we’re just rolling dice. I’m not much of a dice player so Gary slips me a couple bucks under the table to throw in when I’ve lost my last pot, just to keep the game going. No matter how much he […]
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The old gas pumps in front are all out of use. With the big chains selling cheap gas in the nearby town they are no longer worthwhile. Despite the fact of having no gas, this place has a lot to offer. There’s hardware supplies, fishing bait, groceries, hunting stuff and various objects all over the […]
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Across the road lies St. John the Baptist Catholic Church. In all of it’s glory, it’s a fine example of the painted churches in this area, but we’re not here to attend the church, or maybe we are. It’s another kind of church we’re aiming for, a countryside hangout and meeting place for the locals, […]
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“When we got started, we played at this place called Naomis and it was just this tiny, tiny little beer joint, a honky-tonk if there ever was one. The kind of place you can by a six pack to go from, the walls are falling apart, the dirt is probably one of the only things […]
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