There’s A Little Bit Of Everything In Texas
And a whole lot of Texas in Commander Cody’s DEEP IN THE HEART OF TEXAS album.


TEXAS
Ah, yes, the name conjures up so many things to any American who has done his or her time in front of the old cathode ray: the Alamo, the oil wells, the Dallas Cowboys, the ranches big as the state of Rhode Island. Money. BIG — that’s what we all remember most — BIG, except that now Alaska’s BIGger. But the images continue — Lightnin’ Hopkins singing the blues, Ernest Tubb playing electric guitar in the honkytonks, Bobby Blue Bland shouting and sweating in a purple-lit lounge, Bob. Wills and the Texas Playboys cavorting at Panther Hall, Johnny Winter blazing albino blues at the Vulcan Gas Works, the Sir Douglas Quintet rocking a beer joint in San Antone, Janis Jopling duetting with Ken Threadgill, armadillos frolicking in the moonlight.