Doug Sahm was the original Cosmic Cowboy. Born in San Antonio in 1941, he was a child prodigy on the steel guitar who performed on the Louisiana Hayride and as a boy once took the stage alongside Hank Williams. He grew up across a field from the Eastwood Country Club, which was the San Antonio stop on the blues and R&B circuit, and where he heard many greats for the first time. And he played with Blacks and Chicanos in what were probably the first integrated bands in San Antonio. And then he hit it big when he led the Sir Douglas Quintet and knocked out those two great hits, "She's About a Mover" and "Mendocino." After a sojourn in the Bay Area, Sahm returned to Texas in the early '70s when the Austin music scene was percolating. He became a fixture, playing whatever he wanted to: country, blues, R&B, Tex-Mex--sometimes all in the same night, practically all in the same song.
When he died in 1999, he left behind a legion of fans, friends and admirers. And it might just have taken these 10 years for his music colleagues to get over the shock and produce "Keep Your Soul: A Tribute to Doug Sahm." The lineup is a virtual Who's Who of Texas and California roots rockers. The disc leads off with East L.A. legend Little Willie G. lending a Chicano touch to "She's About a Mover," backed by Ry Cooder. That's followed by Los Lobos doing "And It Didn't Even Bring Me Down," fueled by Cesar Rosas' soulful vocal and Steve Berlin's sax and keyboard work. The grooves just go on and on: Alejandro Escovedo ("Too Little, Too Late"); Sahm's former Texas Tornado cohorts Flaco Jimenez and Augie Meyers, along with the Westside Horns on " 'Ta Bueno Compadre"; Jimmie Vaughn, aided by some great horn work, on "Why Why Why"; and Joe "King" Carrasco adding his Nuevo Wavo flavor to "Adios Mexico." The constant presence throughout the disc, musically and spiritually, is Doug's son, Shawn, who caps things off with an eerily spot-on performance of "Mendocino," on which he recorded all the parts. (The iTunes version has a bonus track: Billy Bob Thornton's band, The Boxmasters, doing "Yesterday Got In the Way.") All in all, it's a fantastic tribute, and a bittersweet reminder of what we've lost. My only minor quibble: I would've loved to hear Sahm's audacious anthem, "Chicano," performed by, say, Little Joe y La Familia? Oh well, maybe for the next chapter.
I never met Doug, though I feel like I knew him since I'd heard about him seemingly all my life. He was just a few years older than my brothers when he played at their high school dances with his first bands. And I know any number of people who knew him and passed along fantastic stories. Like my former L.A. Times colleague, pop music critic Bob Hilburn, who said he once visited a Sahm recording session and recalled that it was like a scene from a Cheech & Chong movie. Bob said Doug was cutting a vocal, but he couldn't actually see him because the booth was filled with marijuana smoke. That was Doug, always living in his Groover's Paradise.