Toni Price sings the blues

Toni Price sings the blues. I mean, I live right around the corner from the Continental Club, the legendary spot in Austin to hear music, and we finally got out to hear Toni Price. Half way through the set, my red headed Capricorn friend looks at me and says, “I know what CD I’m buying next…” while swaying to the music. Then some light dinner at a Tex-Mex place, sometimes, it just doesn’t get any better than this. The singer has an excellent song, of course it’s a throaty blues, about “the oil dried up and so did the town….” Reminds me I’m going back to Midland, soon. I stepped out of my trailer to bid a certain someone a good evening and see her on her way, and I noticed a lone bat darting amongst the twilight. In the far eastern distance, there was glow like a false down, the floodlights over at the baseball fields, the distant murmur of traffic from the Interstate, out of sight but not of mind.