It wasn’t a special day for music, but it was a day when the music in Terlingua was special.
First, I stopped by the Terlingua porch in the ghost town. In addition to the usual suspects, Will Rogers award-winning songwriter, Gil Prather, was back in town.
Later, Gil, Webster and I stopped by the El Dorado/High Sierra to watch Hank Woji and Mark Lewis. Chase Peeler was sitting in on sax.
After Hank and the boys finished their afternoon set, I sloped down to the Starlight where Bill Ivey was helping Mark Barefoot load in his gear. Mark is an American Indian flute player who also is a specialist/expert on American Indian drums and drumming.
I think Terlingua is more about cowboys than indians, somehow… after about fifteen minutes of tootling, I wandered back out to the porch where the stars were shining and the porch jam was starting back up.
On the drive home, I reflected on the the amazing music scene we have out here. We’re many miles and hours away from… well, just about anywhere. There is no good reason to have a thriving music scene in Terlingua, but we damn sure do.