Sometimes when you’re out on the road you see more of friends that live a few neighborhoods away in Nashville than you do at home. I was in Kansas playing a club with WC Edgar and in walked Jack Cotton. He’d been driving past in a bus and saw our name on the marquee. Ha. Jack’s from my part of the world, NE Indiana, Hammond in his case and South Bend in mine, and he’s been in Nashville since 1980 or so. And he’s a Cubs fan, which is a good thing. I used to go to Jack’s house and watch the Super Bowl, and you could watch any Super Bowl you wanted because he’s got them all taped.
Jack’s a fine singer and bass player who’s worked with Eddy Raven, Dottie West, Sammy Kershaw and the famous “many others”, like I have. He sent me a great email:
“Hey Cal, love to read your stories. I just read the one about the ‘Fans’, good stuff. I’ll share one with you if don’t mind. We were in Kansas for a one nighter with Eddy Raven and one of the young guys in the local opening band was trying to start up a conversation after the show and asked, ‘So do you guys work with Eddy all the time? Or does he have a regular band?’ I couldn’t help it, I had to laugh out loud in his face.”
So there ya go, that’s the kind of respect we road pickers get sometimes.