
I jetted off to Memphis, TN with my dear friend Meredith this weekend. To make a long story short, we had a blast. To make the short story a little longer, we had a blast of frigid cold air, with a large helping of hail, and an ice storm. In fact, I think it was warmer when we left home than it was in Memphis when we arrived to the winter storm warning.
But, alas, we did not permit the frigid winter temperature to dampen our spirits. No way, no how.
We went immediately from the airport, checked in to our Marriott Courtyard Hotel (yes, boring I know, but all the downtown hotels were booked). From there, we hit the town with a reckless abandon usually reserved for college students at spring break.
We had dinner at King's Palace on Beale Street. King's Palace is an authentic local establishment that specializes in Memphis barbeque and Cajun cuisine. While listening to a jazz band, we enjoyed deep fried alligator, smoked ribs, and a Cajun combo with catfish, etouffe, Cajun potatoes, and more.
We next wandered into the Juke Joint, just down the road, and were treated to an incredible blues experience unlike ever I've had. This band was three young guys and an older bass player, and they simply rocked the house until it closed. Amazing, incredible blues. And to boot, we did so while drinking "Big Ass" beers (that's really what they're called)! The crowd was fantastic, and we met a couple from Edmonton, Canada who had been there the night before and liked it so much, they had returned.
The next morning, after sleeping in (which I never get to do at home), we went back to Beale Street for lunch, and ate at the Blues City Cafe (another authentic local spot), where the fare included tamales, chili, and an amazing Southern stew.
Then it was off to the Gibson Guitar Factory for a tour. Yes, I was on cloud nine! I think when we left the factory, my mouth hurt from smiling too much. While there, we got to go everywhere but in the painting booth. We saw the raw wood as it arrives, every single step in the process of making a legendary Gibson guitar, all the machines, and the actual in-progress instruments in each step of the process. I learned a great deal that I didn't know about the manufacturing process and got to see hundreds of unfinished, partially and totally finished guitars.
They have this amazing humidification system that mists the entire factory to keep the wood from drying out. The place smells of sawdust and laquer, and it is a one-of-a-kind experience. If you ever get to Memphis, this tour is a must-see.
After Gibson, we went to see Sun Studios. Sun Studios is, of course, where Elvis got his start. There is a shop when you enter, with all sorts of memorabilia, records and recordings of sessions that happened there. The exhibition room upstairs had original equipment, rock and roll artifacts, Elvis memorabilia, and a wonderful lecture with audio clips that took us through the history and evolving sounds of the studio. The story of how Sun came to be and the legendary music that was recorded there was truly amazing and inspirational.
After the exhibition room presentation was complete, we were led into the actual studio in which so many greats recorded great records: Elvis, Carl Perkins, Johnny Cash, Jerry Lee Lewis and more. The mojo in that room was legendary and inspiring. I was truly moved by the pictures of U2 recording songs from Rattle & Hum with B.B. King. In fact, there was this one picture of Bono standing in the studio, near where I stood, with the picture on the wall of Elvis, Perkins, Lewis and Cash right behind him. Awesome!
After Sun Studios, it was again time to eat, so we proceeded to a restaurant named Pig. Yep, no kidding -- that's the name. We had the barbeque lovers feast, which included bbq chicken, ribs, pork, beans, slaw, and much, much more. We listened to a blues duet while we stuffed ourselves silly.
Having enjoyed the Juke Joint so much the evening before, we returned to see the same band explode onstage with some more of the best blues that Meredith and I had ever seen and heard in our lives. In a rare moment of blues induced bliss, I took to the floor, and Meredith and I danced our hearts out! Last time I did that, I was in elementary school !!!
Stay tuned for our trip to Graceland and the National Civil Rights Museum, with pictures to come! |