Lou's Reports From the Road
Casper turned out better than the first impression---
When we pulled into town,and found the club located far from the downtown
even further from our mainstays(Wal-Mart,the Mall,etc...)
realized it was next to the metal-reclamation site, just beyond the
packing plant......you get my drift.
In the end,it reminded me more than anything of a room I pretty much grew
Paint Stallion,in Joplin,MO. There aren't nearly so many real cowboys in
The Paint is home for them....nor are there very many oil men in MO,
it would be the place.
The Beacon Club is the watering hole for cowboys,oil men,and a surprising
many 20-somethings,who go there for the loud house jams,
sets of country music. This is where the similarity ends.....
a sure bet you'll never hear black music in The Paint. But,people in WY.
fewer,and you have to accept them as they are---including their taste in
folks up there tend to value those differences...they seem genuinely interested
a band that's leaving town in a week.
We meet interesting people everywhere,but it seemed more per capita at
saw some of the sheep-shearing Aussies that we first ran into at Baggs......
there was Jim Fisher,and wife......he's a transplanted Californian songwriter,
she's a webmaster. And the lady working at the c-store nights----
a trace of twang in her speech,and asked outright if she was from the South....
up here in 1965.....
next day or so,I spoke with a fellow who just drove in for a job----he
sounded like it-but had spent the last several years in........Odessa-Midland.
only guy we met who was actually from WY. was married to Mrs.Wyoming......
she was from Kansas City!!!