Sunday, August 29, 2010

Apparently I shouldn't shave my head

So... in answer to Accidental Historian's invitation to see Lost Immigrants near my home, I set out for Love And War In Texas this evening. I arrived around 6:30 p.m., found out where the stage was, and took a table directly in front of it. I ordered chips and queso, and eventually a hamburger.

Lost Immigrants took the stage around 8:00. At this point, an older couple had joined me at my table. Accidental Historian had not shown up, and my waitress was offering me condolences over being stood up like the unpopular kid at prom.

This is not a position I care to occupy, especially since the tables around me had filled and a few of their occupants were shooting me looks - like, Why should you have a front-row table all to yourself? The couple who had joined me had moved a little further back; apparently, direct exposure to the speakers was giving them trouble with their hearing.

On the plus side, it was a great show. I mean, hey - if you're going to get stood up, you should always have good music to ameliorate it. Lost Immigrants are basically Country, but with a healthy dose of Blues and Rock'n'Roll mixed in. Good stuff. Early in their set, they covered a Springstein tune, and they had made it completely their own. If I hadn't recognized the lyrics (English major), I wouldn't have known it was a cover.

Finally, around 9:00, I got up and looked around the outdoor patio again. And, lo and behold, there was Accidental Historian - and his friend, Big A - at a table with some other fans. So I walked over, and made fun of him for not being able to find the place. I mean, yeah, you have to drive over the railroad tracks, but other than that it's not that complicated. He immediately made fun of me on exactly the same grounds.

It turns out that he'd also arrived at around 6:30 - we must have just missed each other - and taken a table inside. He'd sent Big A a text or two about how unreliable I was. (I saw those texts later.) When the band came on at 8:00, he'd moved to an outdoor table... but if he'd looked for me, my total lack of hair had kept me hidden.

It was a hell of a good evening, but it got off to a rocky start, because in spite of doing exactly what we'd said we were doing, we somehow failed to coordinate.

I'm going to have to buy a cell-phone.


  1. Sounds like you had a great time.


  2. @ Bruce - Yes indeed.

    @ DM - give over, will you? Nobody cares.

  3. Y'know, everything I do somehow ends up turning out exactly like Saturday...

    Also, DM is getting pretty lazy. Although Blogger has put a spam blocker in place, which I made use of on Sunday...


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