I don't recall much else from The Dukes of Hazzard other than when Bo and Luke went sliding over the hood and into the car via the open windows (the doors were welded shut, my brother told me), the music started and so did the car chase. This went on for a couple of years. Bo and Luke Duke were a part of my life. Etched into my brain forever. As with everything else, time goes on and other interests come in and out of your life, but you take it with you.
I'm not sure how John Schneider found his way to Holden, Louisiana to open John Schneider Studios, but last Summer they hosted Shakespeare in the Swamp :A Midsummer Night's Dream. A play that they put their own spin on. They were looking for musical acts as openers, and a cousin of mine who is in the film industry recommended me. As Buck and I rolled East from a Friday night Houston gig we had no idea what to expect. I'd never played for theater crowds before (theaters, sure. never fans of the theater). We rolled up, plugged in and went to work. The audience was very kind. (Editor's note: Playing music for a bar crowd vs. playing for a listening audience is about as comparable as night and day. Both are necessary in what some call "paying dues", and both prepare you for and make you appreciative of the other.)
As Buck and I were packing up, shaking a few hands and selling a few cds I heard a slight commotion. It was the crowd's reaction to being in the presence of a star. John Schneider had slipped into the venue and onto the stage, and was motioning for me to join him there. I dropped my quarter inch and xlr cables and ran back onto the stage to shake hands with the host of the evening. He encouraged the enthusiastic crowd to give us one more round of applause. He asked me a couple of questions about the album I was selling from the tailgate of my truck, repeating my answers aloud so the crowd could hear them with his no need for a microphone stage voice. He asked the price of the cd as to inform the crowd. "only $10" I said."Only $10! and there's one...two....sixteen songs? that's a heck of a deal" he said, getting the crowd laughing and loose. "Some of those songs are worth more than others" I said. This made him really laugh, which made the crowd really laugh.
It's 2015, I'm guessing around 7pm, and I'm standing on stage with John Schneider. He has my cd in his hand. In my hand, I can feel a toy model of the General Lee.