Paul had been doing some research on the laptop and found several options for live music (other than Beale St.). His first option was to drive to Mississippi and see a band there. The drive to Mississippi was really only about 20 minutes.....because Memphis is right on the border. This was not my first option since I really didn't want to have to drive anywhere. The fun of staying downtown is to walk everywhere!
But after checking around some more.....he found an 80's-90's rock band that played cover music. And it was only a block or two away from the hotel. Yay!
Our first destination was to walk up and down Beale St. a couple of times and check out what kind of music was on for a Sunday night. The crowds were considerably less and there seemed to be more people around our age. We walked awhile and stopped in at a couple of places while we enjoyed our first beer of the evening. But then it was time to get moving to Huey's.
The band was great and the beer was cold, but Paul was getting restless and had another great idea on his mind. He had found a female singer from Austin that was playing at another bar. The only part of this equation that didn't work was that it was about a 15 minute drive from where we were and walking was not an option. But he put on his thinking cap and said "let's take a cab!".
So off to the place where all the cabs were and found us a driver. The only problem was -- he had no idea where this place was. So between him and Paul using the GPS on their phones.....we were quickly dropped off in a quiet and dark neighborhood near downtown Memphis and we had absolutely no idea where we were.
The Buccaneer Lounge doesn't look so dark and shabby in the daytime.
Paul paid the cab driver and off we went to hear this Texas band. As we were walking up I mentioned that I didn't hear any music playing (seriously there were only about 5 customers in the whole place). We walk through the really dark bar and find a stage......with no band on it. We were told that the band was on tour somewhere and there was a miscommunication. (The only miscommunication we found was the fact that when we called they told us the music started at 9:30pm. I guess they failed to mention that it was when they turned the juke box on).
So here we are with no idea where we are located, a dark Memphis neighborhood, and our cab driver just left. Luckily, Paul had been smart enough to get the driver's phone number and we quickly called him and asked him to come back and pick us up. Luckily he knew where to go this time and we only had to wait about 5 minutes.
He ended up taking us back to Huey's and we found our old familiar table and laughed about our wacky adventure. After listening to a few tunes and eating some burgers and appetizers....it was time to head back to the hotel.
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