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Wish You Were Here
Pirates and Poets Annual Songwriter Invitational, Padre Island, TX
Have you heard of a style of music called "trop
rock?" It stands for "tropical rock" and is a genre
characterized by island or beachy lyrics set to the sound of Caribbean rock or
pop instruments such as guitar, steel drum, Latin percussion and slide guitar.
Think of Jimmy Buffet songs and you'll be on the right track. When we travel to
places like the Gulf Coast, we listen to trop rock and had recently discovered
an internet radio station called Radio TropRock. Much to our surprise when we
pulled into the RV park in Corpus Christi, we saw an RV plastered with a giant
windshield screen featuring the distinctive parrot and palm tree logo of Radio
TropRock.
It turned out that our campground neighbor owns the station and runs
it out of his RV. He was in town for a weekend-long festival called Pirates and
Poets 8th Annual Songwriter Invitational, and he encouraged us to attend, which
we did.
The cute little beach resort town of Port Aransas on the
barrier island just beyond Corpus Christi sustained too much hurricane damage
to host the event as it usually would, so they held it at a nearby water park
and resort called The Schlitterbahn. We began our experience on a Friday
evening, finding our way to an upstairs private deck attached to a full indoor
bar. We had heard that tickets would be limited to 120 people, which made for a
nice, intimate audience. As we were strapping on blue Tyvek wristbands that
would admit us to the next day's events, it gradually became evident that many
of the attendees already knew each other. Folks with icy drinks in hand mingled
with the comfortable ease of a friendly cocktail party. We chose chairs right
near the front for an acoustic-electric evening of guitar, steel drum and
miscellaneous percussion.
Donny Brewer, backed by Melanie Howe and Mark Mireles |
On Saturday, we missed some daytime music because we were
giving a performance of our own. Saturday night we drove back to The
Schlitterbahn, donned our favorite new Key West parrot tee shirts and headed
inside for the next event of Pirates and Poets. This time we were indoors
beside the same private bar as the previous night, and as before, it was
bustling with festival patrons.
Three singer-songwriter guitar players sat on
stools before the small audience and performed in rotation. Each talked about
the process of composing their songs and the influences that inspired
particular pieces. We decided that this was the "poets" part of the
festival balancing last night's "pirates." The same audience of
supportive friends attended and seemed familiar with Eric Erdman, Cory Young and
Kitty Steadman. There was a kind and easy kinship among musicians and crowd.
The last tune of the festival was a joint composition about Pirates and Poets,
with each musician contributing a personalized verse. Then it was all over but
the hugging and the promises to see each other at the next event. We left
slightly stunned, having fallen under the spell of these fun, kind, talented
folks who were so eager to welcome us into their world.
For a sample of our experience, visit these sites:
Radio TropRock: http://radiotroprock.com/
Donny Brewer: https://donnybrewer.com/
Eric Erdman: https://www.ericerdmanmusic.com/
Did You Know, Part 1
You probably knew or guessed that Texas has its own way
of doing things. One thing that separates the locals from the visitors is the
ability to pronounce certain place names like a native. Say the following names
to yourself, then read father below to see how a true Texan says them. Ready?
Bexar
Study Butte
Boerne
Gruene
Refugio
Life on the Road
Lending a Post-Hurricane HandMost of us remember the catastrophic devastation of Hurricane Katrina but a more recent tropical cyclone is tied with Katrina for the costliest storm on record.
A giant mound of debris frowned on the edge of town, and an enormous backhoe on top was using metal jaws to transfer the crushed homes, stores and dreams to vast trucks, bound for Landfill, USA. The other thing that caught our eye was a hand-painted sandwich board that read, "volunteers register here." With a free week at our disposal, we put our names on a list to be phoned for "light outdoor work, painting, moving and office work." In a couple of days we found ourselves helping a young lady get her business groomed. We were among 6 or 8 volunteers working there from Michigan, Illinois and other places, mostly retirees. While some painted decks and pulled nails from reusable wood, we transplanted a dozen little trees. The hurricane had ripped out a small forest and we were moving the survivors to a nice location inside the back yard. Clad in jeans, hats, sunscreen, bug spray and gloves, we went to work. It was a nice day for digging and planting – mid-70s and a medium breeze, though the coastal humidity always makes it feel warmer. That chore took us the entire morning, then after lunch came the really strenuous part – moving and spreading a truckload of gravel for paths and driveways. We were completely whipped by the time we got back to the RV park and stumbled to the showers to wash off the sandy grit. Good thing there were cold ales in the fridge leftover from St David's Day. We had a day off and then went back over to help a lady who has a lovely pottery business. She had landscaping revitalization to do as well; by now most people have drained the water, removed heaps of flying detritus and dug out the mud piled up to indoor window sills. After another day of outdoor labor, showers and ibuprofen felt really good, but so did the feeling of accomplishment and the look of hope we brought to the faces of nice folks in their time of need.
Did You Know, Part 2
Now, the moment of truth. Here is how to say these names
like a true Texan:
Bexar = "Bear"
Study Butte = "Stoody Butte"
Boerne = "Burny"
Gruene = "Green"
and our personal favorite:
Refugio = "Re-fury-oh"
Please don't ask us to defend or explain; that's just the
way they're said.
Coffee Chat
About a year ago we read an article about someone who had
severely reduced her garbage output to some ridiculously enviable amount like
one bag per year. In response we bought some thrift store cloth napkins and a
set of hiking cutlery to carry into coffee shops so we could avoid using paper
napkins and disposable silverware.
Last month we decided to take it a step
further and give up disposable coffee cups. We like to call our endeavor,
"put your coffee where your mouth is" and once again we began at a
thrift store by purchasing a pair of mugs for 99 cents each. Many coffee shops
actually offer real cups, but when they don't, we're prepared.
"For here" cups at Island Joe's on Padre Island |
Spring in San Antonio
The iconic Texas bluebonnet |