On my side of Texas, it was the first day it felt like fall. Everyone was in boots, scarves and sporting their purple all over Funkytown, for the TCU vs. Iowa State game. The setting was simply perfect at Woodshed Smokehouse for juicy ribs, Rahr's Oktoberfest and the best pie that I've ever put in my mouth. That's 23 years of many pies, guys. Seriously though. Taste this with your brain: Fried apple pie with jalapeno.
It was an exhilarating feeling to accidentally have one too many beers (I'm being modest) and shove our planned evening movie to Sunday afternoon. With full belly's and OU's fresh victory on our minds, we claimed our territory front stage. Brock, Courtney and I had our feet up on a tree stump near a large fire pit when the Jeremiah Houston Band took the stage. It wasn't long until our shoes were melting from the heat and our boots were tapping to the beat. Like that rhyme? BOOM. Plenty more where that came from.
The band grew on me as the night went on. They joined us around the firepit after each set to shoot the shit and re-gain feeling in their hands. I loved the lead singer's enthusiasm on stage, the bass player's sweet soft expressions that looked like he was making love to his instrument, and the drummer's coy face ...
I had already made hazy, awkward eye contact with the drummer with the 4-foot-long ponytail, at the bar earlier when I took a huge swig of my Oktoberfest and threw my head back in utter satisfaction, "Damn it, that's good!," I shouted. I'm obviously attracting men from all sides of Texas ... Well, what Courtney and I referred to as "cheer sex" all night, continued throughout the night, and I'm not bragging when I say, it wasn't just his fault ***shamefully and awkwardly hanging my head.
The Jeremiah Houston Band claims the genre "Alternative/Country/Southern Rock." They had a great beat that you could two-step the night away to. In their bio on their website it says, "Many say that Jeremiah Houston sounds like a cross between Bruce Springsteen and Roger Creager."
Jeremiah Houston couldn't have said it better in his bio: "I really want to connect with fans and playing these Texas joints night after night allows me to do that. I don't mind running the roads entertaining people as long as we are delivering good music ... and we are."
Their music was upbeat, entertaining and had very interesting song lyrics. Personal favorites: "Get Ahead," "Trailer Trash King" and "She's Bipolar," which they jokingly dedicated to the general manager of Woodshed.
Do you love to dance? Their music is great for dancing all night to. You that drunk chick front stage stumbling all over the place to the music? These guys are the ones for you, sister! They were very welcoming to my drunk stumbling, and I am a woman who appreciates that in a man and/or band.
You a JHB fan? Tell me about a great evening of entertainment you had with this awesome group of guys.
Sad you missed them? No worries. They will return to Fort Worth at Filthy McNasty's in the Stockyards on Nov. 11.
Next week's post: I visit the uncharted territory of NOS bar to see Luke Wade, a personal favorite.
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