Reflections
The sign out front only tells you so much.
From the road, it's a float house. Cold beer, burgers, tubes, and the Guadalupe running somewhere behind it.
But out back is another Texas entirely.
There's a little deck where some of the most honest music I've ever heard has been played. Sometimes there's a crowd. Sometimes the people standing beside you are the same people whose records brought you there in the first place.
You'd never know it from the road.