We call our informal jam session at Blues Alley the "Box o' Chocolates." Just like the famous line in the movie Forrest Gump: "Life's like a box of chocolates because you never know what you're gonna get!"
Over the past year it has become a family... our local music family. Like families, this group of indivivuals have an unexplainable need to get together, knowing full well that the gathering often serves to highlight our differences. Still, the sense of belonging, of joining in the making of musical magic is irresisitible. Friday night the music was especially nice, when the Jacob Austin Band showed up and injected a strong bluegrass sound to our blues-rock foundation. Jacob just listened and when it was his turn, found blues in his bones, just like he knew what he was doing. It was sure fun to watch, and his sweet mandolyn sure spiced up the evening.
Our "Sister" Misslette and "Uncle Smokey" had to miss because of a gig at Field's Store, but Chris Puente came and played his soulful American roots songs, and Luther Moore made everything feel like blues with Jenny's resonator.
Jenny played, and our two jam-anchors George Ward and Jett McFalls were back between gigs, adding to the magic, which went down like a chocolate covered cherry.
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Hi, from an Oregon Senior (new) viewer with contact in Hempstead, TX who told me about your artistic gifts.
God wasn't stingy when he made you.
Thank you for sharing the gifts in your life.
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