Go Check Out the Wild Women
Sue took this photo of my Deep West Video buddy Susan Church at the Wild Women Artists Show at Duncan LittleCreek Gallery (next to Capriolas) on Thursday night. Susan does inspiring metal work—the kind that makes me want to take up welding.
A Delightful Surprise
I’m not sure how I allowed this to happen, but until last night, I had never seen Dave Stamey perform. What a great show he put on! Just a guy standing on stage with a guitar singing—and completely mesmerizing. (Again, this video isn’t from last night’s performance. It’s just something I found on YouTube.)
Where the Women Wave, Too
The time zone change plus a hectic schedule has thrown all my sleep rhythms out of whack. Yesterday, I woke up at 4:30 in the morning despite 18 hours of travel the day before. And then this morning, practically the same thing happened even though I went to bed just a few hours earlier. AND there wasn’t any coffee to fuel my move to a new motel. It was in this haggard state that I nearly ran over Rodney Nelson as I stomped toward my pickup, luggage in tow, and muttering cuss words under my breath the whole way. “Well!” he said as he stepped out of his room all cheerful and happy about the new day, “I don’t believe I’ve met you yet! Where are you from and what do you do?” I immediately felt foolish and hoped he hadn’t noticed my foul demeanor or the scowl that I’m pretty sure was on my face. I told him about the movie, and he had all sorts of opinions about waving, including this gem: “You know you’re headin’ west when the women start waving to you, too.” And then all of the sudden, I was a happy girl again. The end.
Geno Delafose Doc from Dutch TV
Crossing the Great Divide
I got to hang out with the photographers last night in the press box for the “Crossing the Great Divide” show, which featured Jay Snider, Geno Delafose and French Rockin’ Boogie, and Wylie & the Wild West (the video above is from another show. I just wanted to share some music this morning with the folks back home). Some quick thoughts about last night’s show:
• Jay recited a poem by Sonny Hancock about roping a bear, which was pretty funny, but it got me thinking about just how many cowboys I know who claim they’ve done just that—and I found the number a little disturbing.
• I could have listened to Geno Delafose and French Rockin’ Boogie all night. Such happy music!
• Wylie & the Wild West played a song called “I Get High,” which nearly brought me to tears as I listened to the words and thought about the time I spent in Idaho last fall. When nothing else could heal my heart, my friends knew to make me go saddle my horse.
Rodear at Crooked Creek

