Last Night at Blanco’s:
After decades of providing a home to Country, Western Swing, Cajun, Zydeco music, dancing, the rich and poor, the young and old, Blanco’s shut its doors for the last time on Saturday November 30th. Blanco’s unlikely existence on some very desirable property in the middle of Houston is an interesting story linked to some of our city’s most well known families (I will look for a link to explain). But, on Saturday, the improbably quirky and wonderful run came to an end.
For many Houstonians (myself included) This place has been more than a music venue to have a drink and a dance, it has been a place for celebration, mourning and reunion. There are very few people I can think of that are important to me that I did not have a beer or a dance with in that little honky tonk.
Blanco’s was one of a kind and will be missed. I have had the great pleasure of seeing my heroes and friends take its stage and even played a set or two myself, starting out at the open mic when I was 16.
The best part of the night for me was running into Mr. Joe Parsons who hosted the open mic at Blanco’s when I was a teenager. He was always kind and encouraging, which was nice because my first few dozen performances were terrible.
Other highlights for me included buying the pictured autographed Chris Wall head shot. I had missed the auction earlier in the day, but I think that fate must have hidden this gem from the other bidders because it was waiting for me and is the thing I would have wanted most (other than the Buffalo or the self pleasuring monkey that disappeared years ago).
There were lots of recognizable Houston musicians on hand and as usual there was drinking and dancing. At 2:00 AM, the band played Buck Owens’ “Close Up the Honky Tonks” and then they did.