I had been out an hour or so, driving around Austin, when I saw a man walking down the drag (Guadalupe) with a guitar slung over his shoulder. I made a quick u-turn and met him in a parking lot. I asked if he was going to play that thing (the guitar) and he said he'd just broken a string but his name was Steve Stone and he played in a band call Quick and Stone on the corner of 6th and Red River, the heart of Austin's historic entertainment district. I wished him well and continued my search, hoping to catch him another time.

It was a quick drive to downtown, I decided to head down 6th street. Just as I passed Red River, I spotted a second guitar player. I walked up and introduced myself, the gentleman introduced himself as David and asked how my evening was going? I told David my story about running into Steve Stone and how excited I ...