The place where the concert was being held is normally a fun
So, we're all inside at our table eating and we keep hearing this amazing voice and guitar so I keep going outside to see if Willie has started yet but it's still the opening band, whose name none of us recognized.
Apparently, had I done my homework, I would have known that Willie's two youngest sons have a band and they were the openers on this particular occasion. Let me just tell you that Lukas Nelson can rock a guitar up there with the great legends of rock 'n roll. I had difficulty keeping my mouth closed. Seriously. This kid (who basically just finished growing in his adult teeth) is up there with the likes of Robert Plant, Jimi Hendrix and Steve Winwood. It's almost like he cut his teeth on the likes of Muddy Waters and Howlin' Wolf. I kid you not. There's a lot to be said for music osmosis. When I heard Lukas' brother Micah Nelson sing, I swear I almost swooned. His voice is like silk and they are both songwriters as well. Amazing, talented kids, I tell you.
None of us had even an inkling of an idea that Willie Nelson's two youngest sons, Lukas and Micah, not only have a kickin' band (I think the name is "40 Percent"), but they were the first band to sign onto the new record label Willie launched this year, Perdernales (after the famous Texas river) Records. Apparently, it was announced at SXSW (south by southwest music media event - it's a HUGE deal) in Austin this year. As luck would have it, Willie's sons' band, "40 Percent", opened for Willie and his band tonight. I was completely *awe struck*. Lukas was actually considered as an addition to Bob Dylan's new band not long ago. Yes. He. Is. That. Good. That kid could play lead guitar and beat the devil. No lie.
So anyway, the original plan was that Mr. Snoots and the single hubby of our group would leave early in the couple's car that came over early to secure a table. The rest of us were going to return home via the limo. So, we're outside as close as you can get to the stage (without paying $250.00 per person) and I feel a few raindrops falling on my head so I told our friends I was going back through the *trenches* to get my cowboy hat in case it kept lightly raining (That's the only reason I even brought the cowboy hat). I was suddenly overwhelmed by a feeling of doom when the lightning streaked ALL the way across the sky, followed by a deafening roll of thunder. It wasn't even a whole minute after I reached the inside of the place that I heard the skies open up to deliver a torrential downpour. People running inside were literally drenched. Whew! I don't do *drenched* well at all, so I dodged a bullet there. Once I donned my cowboy hat I was ready to go back out (yes, I'd had a few too many margaritas, okay?) and finish watching the concert. Au contraire! That didn't happen.
It was then we learned that even though Willie Nelson and his band were only into its first set by 4 songs, the whole shebang had been canceled. We do not take lightning and thunder casually here in West Texas. It can and does kill on a regular basis. No one argued. No one whined. And, instead of waiting to go with the gang in the limo, I opted to go back with Mr. Snoots and our sober friend Mr. B. The drive back 20 miles was absolutely terrifying, as the highway was completely flooded and although the speed limit is 65 at night, we didn't see one single car going over 35 or 40. Okay, maybe one was going like 65. Idiot. When we have torrential rains out here, flooding can be devastating (it's flat so there's no place for the rain to go....) if it happens within a matter of moments. Luckily, the dry ground and the mesquite bush soak it all up within a matter of nano seconds after the rain stops. (Think the African desert here.)
The weird thing was that everyone took digital pictures and none of them turned out well. Mine are blurred, as are everyone else's pictures. I think it must have been the lighting onstage. I tried shots with and without the flash. Neither turned out well. Hmmph!
We finally made it back home, albeit resembling rain saturated rodents. I'm sorry the concert didn't pan out... especially since now (an hour later) ALL of the storms have moved off and you can see every star in the universe. Go. Figure.
Apparently, our night with Willie just wasn't meant to be... Sadly, we all felt that it would be our last time to see The Master in concert, so we were all happy to merely have had the chance. At 70 years old, Willie still rocks a crossover array of genres. What a total character, who has always stayed true to himself! Lucky for us all that he raised his sons on a variety of music genres. Trust me when I tell you they are going to rock our offspring's worlds someday.