This cat came out in red pants and a green coat and a pink shirt and socks, and he had this sneer on his face and he stood behind the mike for five minutes, Ill bet, before he made a move. Then he hit the guitar a lick, and he broke two strings. Hell, Id been playing ten years, and I hadnt broken a total of two strings. So there he was, these two strings dangling, and he hadnt done anything except break these strings yet, and these high school girls were screaming and fainting and running up to the stage, and then he started to move his hips real slow like he had a thing for his guitar. He made chills run up your back, man, like when your hair starts grabbing at your collar. For the next nine days he played one-nighters around Kilgore, and after school every day me and my girl would get in the car and go wherever he was playing that night. Thats the last time I tried to sing like Webb Pierce or Lefty Frizzell. Bob Luman, looking back on Nogadoches Texas,1955 (for Paul St Clair, in observance of Elvismas)
Posted on: Thu, 08 Jan 2015 16:02:54 +0000
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