Whitewater Horn

Dogfight at home against Tulsa. Lol

I haven’t read thIs whole thread yet, but my 11 year old son is in the hospital after trying to committ suicide on Satirday morning. Luckily his mother found him and got him to the ER in time. He gave no obvious warnings. When he regained consciousness in the hospital, he told the doctor that he “knows where to cut himself to finish the job when he gets home.” I’m beyond bewildered and heartbroken. I thought we were closer than that. He tells me things he won’t tell his mother and have made it clear that no matter what he does, I will always love him. We have shared many things and worked through divorce and death of a beloved pet. I know it’s not true, but I feel like I’ve failed my son. I’m thankful that he’s alive and I hope I can get him the help and support he needs to never look for the end again.

Getting ready to head down to SA to check out Jason Isbell with Richard Thompson opening. Ought to be a great pairing.

Two things I remember very clearly. First, when the show was about to start and the house lights when down, the Strauss piece “Thus Spake Zarathustra” (or more commonly known as the theme from 2001) started to play over the PA and women were screaming like someone was being fucking murderd. That song sounded ominous and kinda scary to me at eight years old. I remember clutching my uncle Bobby’s hand and him laughing and telling me everything was cool. Everything WAS cool as soon as the house lights came up, the drums to CC Rider started, then the familiar horns kick in and this fat dude in a jumpsuit comes ruinning onstage. And the crowd goes apeshit. After that, I was mesmerized by his drummer, Ronnie Tutt. It was the first double bass drum kit I had ever seen in person, and that dude slammed and went hard. I knew that Elvis was a big deal, the King of Rock n Roll my uncle was always reminding me, but I couldn’t appreciate the significance of the moment. These days I’m grateful that he took me with him.

First real concert was Elvis at the Tarrant County Convention center with my uncle when I was eight. First big “rock show” was also at the TCCC when my dad took me to see KISS when I was 12. First concert with my own money and no supervision was Rush with Golden Earring at Reunion Arena in 1983.

Thanks OCSpur for linking this from Shaggy (R.I.P.). I never posted pics of my guitars and gear over there because they’re nothing remarkable and neither is my playing of them, but I always loved following this thread and glad y’all are resurrecting it here. Maybe I’ll have something worthy of sharing soon. Now to find the My Dog Is Aweome thead...