Anderson Fair, folk music, what took me so long to get here?

Anderson Fair, for 32 years I’ve been meaning to drop in. What is it about places you haven’t been that is so intimidating? I suppose college is like that for some. Maybe it’s an ancient human thing, that we don’t easily go to new places without the company of someone who has been. Also, music venues usually start past my normal bed time. Now I just have to wonder what Anderson Fair was like in 1979 when I first moved to Houston. I think music is really important to us humans, but I am no expert. I don’t even know what I like. The part of the place that is Houston that is represented by music will not be well covered in this blog, so you are largely on your own!

Oh, yes, we did get taken here by Rick and Therese who have been before, and protected us, showed us the ropes. It wasn’t so hard. You pay your ten dollars. You go to the bar and tell the guy, who speaks perfect English, what you would like to drink. You pay for it. And then you find a seat, stay quiet, turn off your cell phone, and enjoy. Now what was so hard about that? Maybe we’ll go somewhere else soon!


Anderson Fair, tucked beside Texas Art Supply, famous for folk singers.


Beer and wine is what we got, and nursed through the whole show.


Wouldn’t it be cozy to settle down here and check out the books? Will these disappear with ipads and kindles?


The guy at the door collected $10 cash this Thursday night, around 9 pm. Look at that old icebox!


It was dark, and the audience wasn’t big, but it was fun, so evocative of times past and elsewhere.


That white-haired guy is apparently always there, and some of the people vary on Thursday nights.


About Joan E. Strassmann

Evolutionary biologist, studies social behavior in insects & microbes, interested in education, travel, birds, tropics, nature, food; biology professor at Washington University in St. Louis
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