We left Christian Anger’s home, met with Calvin LeBaron, and played a triple feature at Il Tavolino. It was really something. After the show Frieder took us to our flat. The hospitality here is incredible. We slipped out and went to the bar in the zentrum. “Schickeria” Bar. (if anyone can find the German countrified dance song by that title please share it with me). We stepped in and all conversation halted, and all eyes were on us. “Where are you from?” in German accents. Texas…Oregon. We ordered beers from the Russian bartender. They asked for Mexican folk music, and handed me the Spotify tablet and I chose the song Un Puño de Tierra, then we listened to a Flaco Jimenez album. We danced around and twirled the old ladies. Some rowdy young men and women arrived bought us tequila shots. Since we were musicians they asked us to play some music. Of course we didn’t have guitars but there was a piano in the small lounge upstairs. So, up we go and we lit the place up and these boys went totally wild. They didn’t want me to stop playing the chorus of country road…dead flowers. Many smartphone cameras on us, and a couple in the corner making out. Zwickau hot nights. And now it’s snowing.
