Connecting

“I’ve been beat up bad, been kicked around, been thrown out of every bar in this damn town…”
Thrown Out of the Bar – H3

“Sometimes, I’m wired, and sometimes, I’m tired, but I’m doing the best that I can.”
Not Everybody Like Us – H3.

Straight to Hell.

Lyrical notes:
SXSW is tedious, at best. Monday evening, over something chicken-fried, I was listening to a Leo from Dallas expound about various topics. In the background, in another room, a country band was sawing through their set.

“I like it when they ads horns to country,” that Leo was observing.

He then questioned me about the new Hank III CD set, along the lines of, is it really any different or better than the earlier work?

Immediate answer is “yes and no,” it’s of the same vein, only different. It wasn’t until a day later, when one of the new tunes cycled up on the old iPod, that I snapped to the conclusion, it’s about the material itself. The medium, the message, and that spark I sensed a few years ago.

Take one part punk, and I don’t mean commercial “punk,” but part of that essence of the original outlaw Sex Pistols, and then put it with a “deep-south” type of traditional – unplugged – musical flavor. Mix well.

Lyrical and musically accomplished. And crude. Rude, crude and socially unacceptable. Yeah, my kind of art.

I’ve got a bootleg of the Austin show I was at, some years ago. There’s a very rebellious urgency in the music. Or, as I classified it the time, “Old school punk played with a pedal steel, stand-up bass, fiddle and guitar.”

The latest H3? Just keeps getting better. The first time I saw Hank III, I was moved like I haven’t been moved by music in a long time. Spark, essence, and an accomplished musical talent, doing it his way.

Connections:
Besides spending formative years listening to “outlaw” Texas music, I kept trying to figure out why H3 is so appealing to me. In part, musically, it embraces a very traditional kind of music, more roots than most people wold realize. But in part, too, it’s about not being part of the machine.

That’s why I fit with it so well. I’ve been classified as too Texan by some, too rural by others, too effete by some, and not enough real astrology by a few. I hit the iTunes directory for podcasts, and I looked up astrology. There was one that was humor, and then several that we slickly produced, but once again, they all offered the exact same advice, or muddied the waters with too much technical jabber that was just that – filler.

Reminded me about a professor I studied under. He professed that he wanted us students to learn the art of synthesis, and yet, that one professor, he only really wanted his own material properly regurgitated. No synthesis.

Perhaps that’s a problem, too, I want you to think for yourself, just like me.

As I’m fond of saying, usually in a reading, to address a certain astrological signature, “Think outside the box? What box? Where? Did I miss something?”

Unconnected:
What I look like?

“Short squatty guy with a crewcut, right?”

That was funny. I look like a “long-hair leaping gnome.”

SXSW Guidelines redux
In the spirit of cooperation, I figured up a couple of quick, handy tips for folks who are visiting Austin, perhaps for a first time, just some helpful hints.

I’ll also make a couple of assumptions, like, you have at least one mobile phone, and that you are equipped with at least one device that uses WiFi. Otherwise, why are you here? What? Analog music, like I’m so sure. That’ll just never fly. As previously noted, some of the places in town do have a two-phone minimum.

Coffee:
Another point is coffee etiquette. Go to Starbucks. Just as an example, there’s a Bucky’s in the Capital Complex, another at 10th (& Congress), another at 6th (& Congress), another at the hotel at what used to be 1st (& Congress), plus, if you want to live on the wild side, there’s one South of the River, down Congress. Always, even if you just buy a cup of stinking coffee, never tip the person behind the counter. Just trust me on this, okay? As long as you’ve got on a badge and/or talk with a funny accent? No need to tip well.

Starbucks has branded WiFi. Use it. It’s only like, about $4 per hour, and I think it’s cheaper than the milk drinks they fix, so make sure you’ve got a credit card handy. The advantage is you know that no Austin thief will break into the Starbucks WiFi. You’re safe. Always practice safe internet. Wear condoms, too.

Dining:
Places to eat? Eschew what the local people, like myself, do. Head for a safe place, like a chain. The local places might have dubious health practices, and some of the food will indubitably upset your delicate constitution. Our food is not like you’re used to. It’s too hot, too spicy, too vegan or too meaty. At one place, the goal is to fit as many farm animals on the plate as possible. Vegans, despair not, even the major chains are used to the local populace and can be accommodating for your protein-starved diet.

In all places, and I can’t stress this enough, stay well-clear of the hot sauce. Burns going in, burns coming out, either way. If looks like it might have peppers in it? Don’t touch it, “it burns, it burns!”

We can be pretty nice folks, but if we don’t have a badge or wristband? Don’t count on accuracy. Cab fare from the airport to downtown? Should run about 40 or 50 bucks. You’ll get a nice tour of trailer parks, a honky-tonk and maybe a catfish parlor. Goes with the countryside. Don’t even think of venturing into such places, though, you might not like the results.

Trinkets, ornaments, and tattoos:
Want to really blend in? Buy a cowboy hat. There are a veritable plethora places that sell the stressed straw cowboy hat. Get one of those, and ladies? Fashion tip: pink is better. Pink is the new black with straw cowboy hats. You can bet you’ll look just like one of us with those things on. Check the label, too, make sure you’re not getting taken advantage of, make sure that it was made in China or Taiwan. If the hat was handmade in Texas? You probably paid too much. And if it has a label that says, “Hecho a mano en Mexico”? Again, you’re just supporting some third world economy built on dubious labor practices.

Finally, a really good tattoo place is usually located right in the heart of the entertainment district. Get something like Texas flag, or the Seal of Texas, or better yet, a seal of Texas with a Texas flag backdrop, surrounded by the outline of the state. A permanent reminder of how much fun you’re having, while standing in line to get into a venue to hear some band from your home state. Or country. Whatever.

Media:
There is only one source for reliable information. Okay, there are two sources, the only two place to get up-to-date information, the Austin-American Statesman & the Austin Chronicle. No other media outlets are reliable. No other media outlets can be trusted for true facts, in the interest in fair, balanced and reasoned judgement calls. Most important? Don’t trust indy media. These guys know nothing. And bloggers? Especially the local ones? Since they lack training, well, it goes without saying, be suspect of the information.

Beer & Liquor:
Stuck to what’s safe. Jose Cuervo, and something like Bud. Or Miller Light? The local brews, say, Shiner Bock? We’re pretty sure it’s not to your liking. Best if you just leave it alone. So stick to something safe, a label that you can trust, and it’s probably better if you drink it out of a can.

Chill out:
Like an oasis in the middle of a swanky, yet funky urban environment, there’s always Barton Springs. As a chance to cool off, chill out, and hang with the locals, it’s a great place in the summer months. But this is still the spring, and it’s sutill cool at night; therefore, avoid Barton Springs and the near freezing waters.

So the hot tip here is to take a dip in the lake itself. River, actually, as it is the Colorado River. Yes, that’s the name. For those of you not too good with geography, that’s the name of the river that cut the Grand Canyon, too. Same river?

Some of the hotels have pools, but a carefully observant out-of-town visitor will note that the water supply for Austin is the Colorado River, so it’s both safe to drink, and it’s safe to swim in. You’re cordially invited to skip the pool-side at the hotel and “go native” in the lake.

In review:

1. Dining – stick to “safe” chains.
2. Coffee – only Starbucks.
3. Pink cowboy hat.
4. Tattoo.
5. Mainstream media – only.
7. Don’t drink the water.
8. Jump in the lake.

Can I get a “hell yeah!” You’re just like one of us, now.

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About the author: Born and raised in a small town in East Texas, Kramer Wetzel spent years honing his craft in a trailer park in South Austin. He hates writing about himself in third person. More at KramerWetzel.com.

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