Rideout to Nashville
had chosen to go down the Natchez Trace Parkway...a lovely, basically
empty road running from Nashville to Nowhere, which was constructed to
memorialize, ironically enough, an old Indian trail. What a surprise to
find myself in the town where Elvis had been born, Tupelo,Mississippi...I
had actually travelled that far down the Trace for the sole purpose of
securing a jar of famed Tupelo Honey.
Photo for Livestock Jamboree
pack it up and go! Pick it up and play....that wild ramblin', wanderin'
Alicia girl has traveled 41 US states and Canada by motorcycle, pick-up
and by horse, playing her own brand of fanciful, handbuilt cowgirl music.
Inspired to bring authentic music whever she goes, you may hear her sing
in roadside rest stops, street corners, Music Festivals, coffee shops
and campgrounds, gay bars, churches, radio stations, gas stations, grocery
stores and hardware stores.... The occassional good ol' country classic
might be spattered in among her personal collection of homemade tunes
...and all of 'em true, except the ones that aren't. She is also inclined
to do homeshows...at both her house and yours if you'll let her...usually
by invitation....but sometimes she just shows up....
singin' at the Ithaca Festival '09
Alicia's Band, Coyote Cowgirls
Music in the Front Yard
I got to visit Elvis's childhood home, which I'm quite sure never looked
that good when he lived there. And I visited the chapel built right next
door by the Elvis Presley Fan Club AND the Assembly of God chapel recently
moved t the property , it being the first place Elvis ever sang publicly.
So right out of the blue, and much to my amazement,in the span of one
hour I got to visit the home of The King...and Two homes of the King of
Kings. I was feeling pretty lucky , so I asked one of the guards where
I might get some Tupelo Honey and he said I could probably get some down
at the good ol' Tupelo Hardware Store, the place where Elvis's mother
got him his first guitar.
Away I went to the Tupelo Hardware Store, and
everything was exactly the same, it appeared, as the day Gladys bought
that guitar. In fact, they still sell guitars to this very day ...Guitars,
and crockery pots, cast iron cookware, paint, picks, and ladders...all
kinda stuff...even Tupelo Honey. I picked up one of their guitars, it
was very very pink, and started playing right then 'n there and we had
ourselves a little hootenanny right there in the hardware store. Then
I bought a couple jars of that honey and a handful of guitar picks, then
saddled up and headed North.... and I gave all that stuff as souvenirs
for my loved ones back home.