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Wish I was in Memphis

"Memphis. I love it and I hate it," said our driver as he took us into a part of town tourists never see. Three years ago at Folk Alliance we signed up for the outreach program to play a set at wherever they wanted us to - a school, old folks home, hospital, whatever. We played at a homeless veterans' shelter. These guys weren't sure what to think of us, two white cowboy looking dudes. But I guess attendance was mandatory to listen to us. Let's say they did not appear enthusiastic about the entertainment they were expecting.

 
 
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RIP Esteban Jordan

Esteban Jordan passed away last week from liver cancer.  There was nobody like him.  I first heard Steve Jordan on Horizontes on KUT back in the early 1980s.  They played "El Kranke" - a long repetitious tune that likely had it's own specific dance steps.  It wasn't like anything I'd heard so I started listening to more.  I bought albums.  Some stuff was a little out there, likely fueled by El Polvito.  Here's a nice NPR piece on Esteban, done about a year ago:

 

 
 
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How do you like to be contacted?

How do YOU like to be updated and contacted?  They say to contact your fans and biz people in the same way you yourself like to be contacted, but everyone is different. 

 
 
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Aural Magic

It was one of those magical moments that leaves you awestruck over the magnitude and simplicity of life here on earth, in the wilds of West Texas.

I was taking the dogs out for their nightly pee before turning in.  It's yet another one of those crystal clear, but a rare perfectly still, night here in the Davis Mountains.  The sliver of moon has long passed below the horizon and the stars are so bright and close it's like each one is shining directly down on you.  Both dogs give a few perfunctory barks to let everyone know they are on the job.

 
 
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Be aware of the free beta service

 

 
 
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Radio station promo spots

If you are a radio programmer, station manager, DJ, whatever, and would like the Border Blasters to do a radio promo spot for your station or show just drop us a line via email and let us know what you would like us to say.   We (or I) will send you a spot right away, probably just voice but you can add a music back easy enough.

 
 
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Home

Cities are easy.  Easy to get what you need - food, hardware, movies, whatever.  Not so easy to get around in though.  But it's comfortable.  We stay in a nice house in a nice quiet neighborhood.  There are great people to meet and enjoy here.  Places to play, things to see and do.

 
 
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Animals

It's one of those overly beautiful nights here in the Davis Mountains.  Cool breezes blowing around, in the screen door on the bedroom balcony (why did I wait so many years before putting one on?!), ringing the big wind chimes in the garden.  Puffy clouds floating low over the mountains illuminated by the full moon above.  Earlier this evening I just sat on the front steps with an after dinner cup of coffee and watched it get dark.  I heard an animal noise I've not heard before down the canyon a bit.   Sounded like a big cat and probably was - a lion or a bobca

 
 
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Keith Carper RIP

In Austin for SWRFA.  At Threadgill's this evening for the kick-off gathering.  George Ensle told me that Keith Carper passed away last night.

 
 
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Friends Don't Let Friends Do Dumb Things (or, I Love You, KUT, Please Stop Hurting Me)

 

I put up a Facebook page this morning as a rallying place for people, such as myself, who are concerned with KUT cutting the schedules of Larry Monroe and Paul Ray back to almost nothing.  As I was doing so I reflected on what KUT has meant to me, how important it has been to me throughout my life.

KUT played a major role in my development as a human being, for better or worse (I'd like to think for the better).

 
 
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