Day Three (continued)

Bill Griggs is backstage chatting with the boys in the band and I'm then approached by Johnny Mulhair and his wife who came to see us. Johnny, for those that don't know, produced and recorded LeeAnn Rhimes' first hit song, Blue, right in Clovis NM, where he lives and runs his own studio. Johnny also used to work for the Norman Petty Studios in Clovis. We talk for a bit and I'm real happy he could make it. We talk about me doing a show in Clovis, and I also want to have him record some of my originals. We promise to stay in touch and nail down some future work together.

Second set starts and we rip into Maybe, Baby and Think It Over. We do a few other rockers and then settle in for some of Buddy's ballads like True Love Ways, and Raining In My Heart. I love singing both of those and the crowd really seems to enjoy. The crowd did get a little bigger but not tremendously so, maybe another 100 or so. Victor tells me backstage that they should have booked us for a Saturday night and will do so next year. He apologizes that it takes awhile for people to even know this event is going on and that they come out in droves on the weekend. Hey, I don't care. This crowd, though small in size, is a great crowd. They're applauding after solos, they're really listening, and besides, the Holleys are out there too. I'll play all night if they let me. We play through our normal set and finish up with Oh, Boy which gets us a standing ovation.

I am met backstage by a teary eyed Travis Holley. He tells me that I'm really doing Buddy proud up there and that I've really got Buddy's chin movements, mannerisms and sound down pat, the best he's ever seen. I really get choked up and try to talk but the words won't come. I muster a "Thank you very much," and tell him how much his comments mean to me and that I just want to honor Buddy's music to the best of my ability. He gives me a hearty hand shake and a smile. I know immediately that I'll never forget this evening for the rest of my life.

We do our last set and it's a real fun one. We take audience requests, do songs we've never done before, and basically just jam. The band does a rockin' Tequila, courtesy of the Latin beat of our drummer Mark Micklethwaite, while I take a little break. Bopper Jr. and Fernando take turns whipping the crowd into a frenzy, and then we bring Sherry up one last time and she wants to do Mailman, Bring Me No More Blues---a song we've never done before but I know in my head, and away we go. It goes over well, and Sherry says her goodbyes to the crowd. We finish up with Johnny B. Goode and thank the crowd for coming out. Thank you, Lubbock!


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