Mickey Gilley

Got everything from my waist down Bruised black and blue and couldn’t walk for a couple days riding a mechanical bull at Gilleys bar in the late 80’s
To many cocktails first then I told them to dial it to high… I used to break horses but that was nothing compared to that hard back SOB
 
Willie is timeless
It’s surprising to me how many of the people my age don’t even have a clue who Willie is. They’ve never heard George Jones, Johnny Cash, Hank Williams Jr or SR, Meryl Haggard, the list goes on and on. Those were the guys that sang real country. George Strait and Alan Jackson sure got it right with their song “Murder on Music Row”
 
Between 1995 - 2005 I got to see Gilley a number of times at his theator in Branson. He put on a great show, super music and would really engage the audience. He's one of my all time favorites.
I'm a Huge fan of Glenn Campbell too.
 
How much is Trigger gonna sell for and where will it end up.

Or as his final grin…….. at the folks, will Willie take a Bad One and Trigger to the crematorium with him?
If Trigger doesn’t end up at the Smithsonian, there is no justice in the world!
Lots of the good folks are checking out. Much like the Ole Possum’s song “Who’s gonna fill their shoes?”
 
If Trigger doesn’t end up at the Smithsonian, there is no justice in the world!
Lots of the good folks are checking out. Much like the Ole Possum’s song “Who’s gonna fill their shoes?”
They can always fill shoes but they can never fill “your shoes”….. or theirs.?
 
Willie's kid Lukas toured with Willie when I saw him. I liked Lukas about as much as Willie.

Cool chorus……..

Hank Junior filled the hole Hank Senior left but it took a long time and it’s pretty rare…… music industry has moved on to the crap we’re hearing now anyway……
 
Cool chorus……..

Hank Junior filled the hole Hank Senior left but it took a long time and it’s pretty rare…… music industry has moved on to the crap we’re hearing now anyway……
They even cancelled Junior for his beliefs. That might have been the start of the crazy NFL cancelation culture that permeates in our society today.
 
Our main country venue was Mr. Lucky's. My buddy & I spent many a night there in the 1960s after we got done lifting at a nearby gym. Waylon cut his teeth there.

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In 1966 Phoenix businessman Bob Sikora built and opened what was to become Arizona’s first gambling casino called Mr. Lucky’s. When the state of Arizona vetoed the idea of casinos, Mr. Lucky’s reverted to a nightclub featuring country music upstairs and rock and roll teen acts in the basement!

A country band called VIRG WARNER & THE ROGUES would begin packing in music fans and dancers to the huge Mr. Lucky’s dancefloor, and the west side club became a hit with the locals. J. David Sloan who had been touring with Willie Nelson in Nashville moved to Phoenix to leave the music business and get into construction when he was lured away to Mr. Lucky’s to eventually lead the ROGUES band for over 30 years.

This nightspot became a local legend featuring concerts with all the big name acts of the day in country music. Waylon Jennings, Willie Nelson, Marty Robbins, Dierks Bentley, Kenny Chesney and many others also played the club. The Friday night fish fry was open to families with children and a talent contest would feature area children and aspiring singers. One of those talent contest winners, Jordin Sparks would go on to win AMERICAN IDOL on network television in 2007.

In the 80’s members of the ROGUES band would produce albums and tour with newcomer LYLE LOVETT helping to launch his career. By 2004 times and musical tastes had changed and Mr. Lucky’s closed its doors after a nearly 40 year run as one of the most popular country nightspots in the USA !




 
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Good stuff.
Which brings us around to my tale from Mr. Lucky's....

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That reminds me of one my buddy's bar experiences.

He was hitting on a good-looking blond who was seated at the bar in Mr. Lucky's. After a while she asked if he would like to go home with her. Obviously, he accepted the invitation. But there's was a bit of situation; when she took her coat off her lap, he saw she had no legs. That meant he had to carry her.

When they got to her house, he picked her up to carry her into the house. On the way, they passed under a wooden arbor over the walkway. The gal grabbed hold of it & told my buddy to make love to her right then & there.

He quickly granted her wish. When he was done, he carried her inside, kissed her good night and walked out the door. Before he reached the car, however, he heard this gruff male voice yell, "Hey mister. Just hold up a minute."

My buddy started to apologize, telling the guy he didn't realize the gal was married. But before he could finish, the guy says, "I'm not her husband. I'm her older brother. I just wanted to thank you for binging my sister in the house. All the other somnab!tches left her hanging."
 
Which brings us around to my tale from Mr. Lucky's....

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That reminds me of one my buddy's bar experiences.

He was hitting on a good-looking blond who was seated at the bar in Mr. Lucky's. After a while she asked if he would like to go home with her. Obviously, he accepted the invitation. But there's was a bit of situation; when she took her coat off her lap, he saw she had no legs. That meant he had to carry her.

When they got to her house, he picked her up to carry her into the house. On the way, they passed under a wooden arbor over the walkway. The gal grabbed hold of it & told my buddy to make love to her right then & there.

He quickly granted her wish. When he was done, he carried her inside, kissed her good night and walked out the door. Before he reached the car, however, he heard this gruff male voice yell, "Hey mister. Just hold up a minute."

My buddy started to apologize, telling the guy he didn't realize the gal was married. But before he could finish, the guy says, "I'm not her husband. I'm her older brother. I just wanted to thank you for binging my sister in the house. All the other somnab!tches left her hanging."
You drank too much back then, Tony.
 
You drank too much back then, Tony.
Ya think? :rolleyes:

The head bouncer at Lucky's was a good friend of ours & lifted weights at the same gym. So my buddy, who was also my neighbor, and I always got a few perks when we visited.

One night, we walked up to the bar & I stood next to a guy that appeared to be 7' tall. At 5'8", I felt like a midget. When he turned around, I recognized him immediately. His name was Henry Finkel, who was a big basketball star at the U of Dayton just after I transferred. He was in town with the LA Lakers to play the Suns. There was another white Laker whom I didn't recognize with him. We had a nice conversation about our college days.
 
Hey ODW!

I Gotta Tell You!

There Ain't Too Much You Haven't Done in Your Life is There?
When you're hangin' around for 80+ years, a lot of water flows down the rivers. I even remember using an old Ben Pearson wooden 'Javelina' with 45# draw & wooden arrows. Once even used a black telephone with a dial on it & a manual Smith-Corona typewriter, which I received as my HS graduation present in 1959.
 
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I remember how bad dad disliked that urban cowboy music. Swore it was just "country disco".

Now it sounds pretty good.

But I swear , 30 years from now, Florida Georgia Line, will still suck
 

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