Most interesting postcard this week? “Fishing? The way to a man’s heart is through his fly!” Speaking of going through his fly, I saw David Allan Coe Thursday evening.
Wasn’t really much of a show. Or maybe it was. “Dude, that was so, like, ‘spoken word’ – more than singing or music,” My Gemini friend observed. DAC sang some songs, and he sort of meandered all over the place, sort of like listening to one of Bubba’s rants, only, maybe a little less coherent.
There were two tour buses, an equipment truck, and who knows what else. All for a couple of hours on stage. I didn’t really hear any of the underground favorites, his “X-rated” songs. Or any of the racist stuff. In fact, the drummer working with him was the reported as being Clarence “Gatemouth” Brown’s son.
David Allen Coe did a medley of Waylon’s songs, and of course, a couple of his best known tunes,“If that ain’t country…” and
“Take this job…”.
I was wearing a Hank III shirt, and David Allen Coe did plug Hank III. Which, in retrospect, made the song, “Hank William’s Ghost” more poignant. We stayed for one encore, and it’s a little scary to see 62 year old Virgo guy, rapping “Slim Shady” to a predominately male cowboy audience.
Or maybe that’s just me.
