| "Ladies and Gentlemen, Please Make Welcome, David Allan....EVANS?? There used to be a bar called The Hall Of Fame(maybe its still there, I don't know) on Division Street. Years ago, I used to dress "the outlaw part", all black, biker vest, etc., waist-length blond hair, and walked into this place to have a drink with Jim Heffernan, who just got hired to play steel for Joe Diffie. As I sat down, the singer on stage STOPPED THE SHOW to announce that the great DAVID ALLAN COE had arrived...and she went on and on and on about what a great talent he was...hell, for five minutes! It then occured to me that EVERYBODY in the joint was looking my way! I WAS SPEECHLESS! I just kinda sat there looking down at the table...not knowing what to do. Heffernan is laughing his ass off and goads me to play it up, so I stand up and wave and smile at her. The set ends, and with a huge smile, she comes a-rushin' over to our table, all bubbly and such...and about five feet away, stops dead in her tracks, looks at me and says, "Shit...you ain't you...", at which time she smacks me in the face and dissapeard into the ladies room. It was about this time Heffernan announced he had to leave for home...having laughed himself into a wet pair of britches...! I told this story to Marty Martel as we were driving thru Minnesota on our way back to Nashville from Thunder Bay, Ontario, and he, too, damn near had a "Heffernan". Paul Evans Coe |