The Stevie Ray Vaughan Experience
Warren
March 14, 2001

My God, these stories have moved me to tears. Growing up in Dallas during the 80s I remember the day I was going down the road in my car and 'Pride and Joy' came on the radio. What in the heck was this? Stevie Ray Who?

Well, in the next few years I heard more and it totally shook me out of my Devo, DuranDuran, and other new wave grooves. This music took me back to what music was all about in the first place.

Those were dark days for Stevie back there in the mid to late 80s. It was for me too. It wasn't drug addiction, but lets just say that I was more messed up than Stevie in my teenage head. What makes this essential to my story is that Stevie came out of his funk at the same time that I came out of mine.

I was so relieved to come out of my problems in 1989 and catching back up with Stevie realizing that he was a brand new man as well. I felt kinship with him. We shared so much. The music. Our North Texas roots. Our hardship and our overcoming of the darkness that can overwhelm the minds of men. We even had the same birthday! He was the brother I had only heard on the turntable, but never actually met. But a brother, nonetheless.

Then one day he was no more. I wept. I cry now as I write this. I remember the shock I felt. I still feel it today. In fact, sometimes its hard for me to listen to his music. But I remember too that Stevie is with the Lord now and that he really is alive and okay. So I wipe away my moist eyes and crank up the stereo. And I think to myself, "God-speed Stevie".

Warren

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