True Stories From Taco Land
By Burnin' Mike Vernon
Guitarist for 3 Balls Of Fire
Place: Tacoland
When: mid-90's
Who's Playing: Two Hoots and a Holler + 3 Balls of Fire
Ram Factor: Kiss The Baby
Back in the mid-90's, I played at Taco Land in Rick Broussard's Two Hoots and a Holler. We got so loaded with Ram that no one could make the drive back to Austin so we slept outside the club in the van. Also played there a couple of times at surf night with 3 Balls of Fire...had a blast everytime i was there.
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my story is like many others. i saw the infidels for the first time at another location and dug em, so they said meet us at tacoland this weekend were playing with the dropuouts and mescelaros. i showed up around 9, and ram was just opening up, and waking up. i had to adjust my future watches to tacoland time zone. we drank a bunch of beers, or rather i drank a bunch of beers and ram held court behind the bar, and i became ay somebody. needless to say, i chatted up a young lady all night, grooved to the tunes, and stumbled home. two weeks later, i went back, and around midnight asked ram for pay phone change for that phone by the bar. he said, use the one in my office. in the lair of ram was a collection of all things tacoland - sketches of him on napkins, letters, old posters, and all his personal effects which were scattered around. i treated them with respect, made my call, and went back out. "ay somebody, hope your chica at home doesnt know what you were up to last week". some how he remembered. that night i came to be in tacoland, and never left again. i saw behind the wizards curtain, and it was as real as the man himself. i love you you old hairy son of a bitch, and miss you already. and --- i never was a pussy.
Austin always seemed so far away- both culturally and distancewise- when you were at Tacoland, no?
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