The Contemporary Austin at the Jones Center
"...In 1978, a Jewish accounting student from the Houston suburbs went to a West Campus blues club called the Rome Inn. In time, he became protégé of the old black man who ran the joint..."
"...Duarte is a seasoned musician himself with all the right credentials, but next to these musicians, he's practically a newcomer. Still, he matches O'Brien's ultra-cool style with a fiery spirit and determination, thrilled to be playing with the Monday Night Blues Band and grinning happily between songs..."
"...That thing I was saying about playing in a punk rock club and looking out and about seeing five or six faces? We were on the road, in Pennsylvania and I was on the phone and my son was just beginning to form sentences, and he said, "When are you coming home?" And I sobbed. I was like, "Now! I'm ready to come home..."
"..."'It's from the old El Carnivore restaurant,' blurted a scruffy teenager just before doubling over and leaving his liquid dinner on the alley floor. Wearing jeans and a T-shirt emblazoned with 'Cops Suck -- Fuck 'Em' (accompanied by a pornographic drawing of a policeman being 'taken from both ends'), he was too drunk to really register that he'd just gotten sick...."
"...But nine minutes of fame wasn't enough. The Cabbages performed another gig afterward, a benefit for Woody Hills Co-op out at the old Bull Creek Inn..."
"...What effect did live music have on you at an early age in terms of your career path? Not sure if any of those big shows had any effect on what I am doing now. Now the Rome Inn and shows I saw there and places like Soap Creek and After Hours and the AusTex Lounge are a different story..."
"...C-Boy was a friend; my brothers and I met him at a pizza joint where we worked. He worked weekends during the day, then went off to the Rome Inn..."
"..."I'd go to the Rome Inn and hear Jimmie Vaughan and think, 'I want to be like that.' I thought there'd never been anything cooler on two legs on this planet than Jimmie Vaughan. I loved Doug Sahm..."
"...It gave him the power of soul and allowed him to become a man of substance, someone who could walk into a room and fill it with feeling. Sometimes, at night, I'd run into him at Inner Sanctum on 24th Street, his arms full of records like they were groceries, and maybe singer Angela Strehli would be with him, pointing out the LPs meant to change his world...."
"...King kind of virtuosity. That was the lesson the Thunderbirds taught me when I finally got around to seeing them one evening at the Rome Inn..."
"..."That's who you've been talking about?" Typical reaction, probably. Yet when I first saw Ferguson with the Fabulous Thunderbirds at Rome Inn in 1976, about a year after they'd formed, it was one of the most memorable musical experiences of my life...."
"...In the second half of the 1970s, an Italian restaurant on 29th Street just west of Guadalupe called Rome Inn began featuring music and gave the Thunderbirds Monday nights. If ever an audience and a band melted into one beautiful mess, it was on those Mondays..."
"...Dear Editor, I hate popularity contests, however I still fill out an Austin Music Awards ballot because I know others care and if that helps my friends get recognized then it's worth the cost. That being said, in a city that at least was partially built on the many bands that played at the Rome Inn, Antone's, the Victory Grill, and has a statue to Stevie Ray Vaughan, I'm annoyed that you've chosen to group blues/soul/funk into a single category in the Austin Music Awards. This is even worse because you've gone out of you way to separate bluegrass/folk from country music, Latin music from world music, and separate rock, punk, and metal into three separate categories, all justifiably so..."
"...I looked like I could crush pineapples,” chuckles Kent “Omar” Dykes. “Now, I got the little skinny arms..."
"...I first met Miss Margaret backstage at Armadillo World HQ, ca. 1979-80, just as Iggy Pop was heading to the stage, and as he passed, he paused and licked the side of my face (like a dog), and everyone in sight of this event spontaneously collapsed into hysterical laughter! As I stood dumbstruck trying to wrap my head around what had just happened, Margaret leaned over and said I should be flattered (quote) "because YOU are a VERY handsome man!" and thus began our 30+-year friendship! Together, we've found ourselves engaged in some hilarious backstage hijinks featuring all types of wizards, weirdos, punks, and bluesmen! As one of the earliest (and few) African-American musicians on the scene, I recall myriad joyful encounters where many times Margaret was one of the few people I knew in the crowd! But, what bonded she and I was our unquenchable desire to experience new and exciting musical events! She and I would sometimes laugh at the fact that although we were both fixtures on the Raul's scene, we were also both fixtures at Rome Inn and Antone's! With Margaret Moser, nothing of musical substance was TABOO! As I am writing, the wind is howling outside my window this morning ... “Will the wind ever remember the names it has blown in the past? And with its crutch, its old age, and its wisdom … it whispers NO … this will be the last … and the wind cries Margaret!” Yes Lawd!..."
"...I kept my eye on ZZ Top as they conquered first the state and then the world, always laughing with joy at their wild ride. Then fate dealt a winning card and landed me at Warner Bros..."
"...They became the house band for a rolling party of rhythm & blues lovers, and how could they not? On guitars were Denny Freeman and a young Stevie Vaughan, and a rhythm section of Alex Napier and Rodney Craig. Horn players were added to up the altitude and for several years levitation was encouraged on dance floors at Soap Creek Saloon, the new Antone’s on Sixth Street, Rome Inn, and anywhere music maniacs would gather...."
"...From the Fabulous Thunderbirds burning down the Rome Inn on Monday nights in the Seventies to 2015 Austin Music Awards Hall of Fame inductee Margaret Wright holding court Thursdays & Fridays at the Skylark Lounge, Austin's sonic empire is built on residencies. Related by bedrock roots, the Continental Club (Toni Price, Dale Watson, Jon Dee Graham & James McMurtry), Saxon Pub (Bob Schneider, Johnny Nicholas), and Broken Spoke (come back Jesse Dayton) alone could keep the lights on..."
"...When Judy Willcott took some homemade baguettes to a dinner party in 1980, she could not have foreseen that the edible gift would ultimately provide the city of Austin with one of its favorite bakeries...."
"...31]. And there was nothing Italian about C-Boy's po'boy sandwiches at Rome Inn, but they were mouthfuls of flavor! Back in my UT days, I worked at the restaurant and fancied that C-Boy's nickname derived somehow from those delicious po'boys..."