Pretty Paper by Nelson Willie & Ritz David

Author:Nelson, Willie & Ritz, David [Nelson, Willie & Ritz, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Music, Inspirational, Adult
ISBN: 9780735211544
Amazon: 073521154X
Goodreads: 29430048
Publisher: Blue Rider Press
Published: 2016-11-22T08:00:00+00:00

Like Vernon had written, Cynthia was certainly a “raven-haired beauty.” I was especially moved to see Vernon standing up straight. With his square jaw and burning brown eyes, he stared down the camera. I could feel his steely determination. He was definitely the leader of the band, but it was clear that someone—probably Ring Dawson—had pushed the All-American-looking lead singers up front.

On the first album, they wore plain clothes. On the second, they had on Western-style costumes—jackets with fringe, and cowboy boots. Other than that, the differences between the two cover shots were slight. In both instances, the spotlight stayed on Marla and Willard.

“How much are these records?” I asked Ranger Roy.

“Oh, hell, you can have ’em both for a buck. They just been lying around here collecting dust.”

I gave him a dollar and thanked him kindly.

“One more thing,” I said. “You ever hear of a man named Skeeter Jarvis?”

“Knew him well. Rebuilt guitars down there in Austin. Helluva guitarist himself.”

“Presume he’s dead.”

“Been dead for years. Crazy as a loon. You’d drop by his shop and he’d give you a private concert. You’d think you were listening to Les Paul or Chet Atkins. But then the poor son-of-a-bitch would get in front of a crowd and freeze up. His face would turn red as a tomato and he’d run off.”

“I believe he had something to do with this band,” I said, pointing to the two Good Friends albums.

“Could be. Couple of times I ran into him at Ring’s studio in San Antone. Him and Ring were good buddies.”

“Is Ring alive?”

“Alive and well. He wound up in high cotton managing Bambi Love.”

“The one who sings that ‘Cheatin’ Ways’ song they’re playing on the radio?” I asked.

“This one,” said Ranger Roy, pointing to the pictures of Marla on the cover of both albums.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that this ol’ gal, whatever her name used to be, is now Bambi Love.”

“You sure?”

“As sure as a bear shits in the woods. Ever seen Bambi Love’s picture?”

“Don’t think so.”

“Well, just take a gander.”

He went to the back, where he riffled through some papers and came up with a glossy publicity photo.

“Am I right,” he asked, “or am I right?”

Ranger Roy was right. Marla and Bambi were the same lady—same flowing blond hair, same emerald-green eyes, same come-hither smile. Bambi was obviously older—a woman in her mid-twenties, while Marla looked like a teenager. Bambi was also sexier. Wearing a low-cut tight-fitting blouse, Bambi seemed especially happy to show off her big boobs.

“Quite a looker,” said Roy.

Still looking at the photo, I had to agree. “You got a copy of that single?”

“Sure do. The thing’s selling like hotcakes.”

“Has she come out with an album?”

“Just this single. Last I heard from Ring, she’s working on an album that’ll be ready by spring.”

“Also wondering if, by any chance, you got Ring’s number?”

“He’s somewhere in my Rolodex.”

Ranger Roy went to an old rolltop desk piled high with papers. He spun ’round his Rolodex and stopped at the card he was looking for.

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