As an expatriate Texan living in Tennessee, I'm required by Mother Texas to perform certain rituals to maintain my Texas citizenship (after all, it IS another country).
While I did get an exemption regarding Lone Star beer in way past medicinal amounts, luckily, my diet has to include Chicken Fried Steak, beef ribs, brisket, frito and pecan pie, and I have to listen and/or play to a number of hours of George Strait, Willie and Waylon, and certainly Bob Wills (or the functional substitute of Asleep at the Wheel).
So here's the mighty Wheel on the classic 'Navajo Trail' with the fabulous Quebe sisters. I can't decide if their voices or their fiddles are better harmony, but nonetheless an elemental display of family harmony, that blend that can only be formed growing up together with the same DNA.
And note the 'stairstep' Fender steel guitar: Before pedal steels came along (there's none on this one), steels often had 3 or more necks, all in different tunings. You'd see guys like Wills band member/steel player Leon McAuliffe ('take it away, Leon!'), and they may float from one neck to another in the same song, you'd grab different ones like guys who play diatonic harmonicas switch them out to get different keys to get through a song.
