Throwing Picks from the Garage

Early on we were just four brothers having fun playing music in the garage.  If we were playing too loud - a Williamson County patrol car would show up and ask us to ramp it down.  Otherwise, we would play Stones and Beatles cover tunes for all of the kids, friends and neighbors that would be lured over by the sound of electric instruments and drums. 

Once, some younger kids and their parents came over to watch us play.  They so got into what we were doing that for a moment, we felt like famous stars and threw out guitar picks for the kids to take as souvenirs.  

By then, Ken was old enough to go downtown Austin and check out the live music scene. He would go to places like Raul's ( Raul's (night club)) and come back with 45 records from bands like the Skunks and Ty Gavin (the Next) that he would see live.  He envisioned that we too would play downtown someday and this lit a fire in us all for music and stardom.

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