Last weekend, I spent Thursday through Sunday, with my boy Paul Wall. The weekend started at Big Hev’s house where we ate an absolute feast. There was crab legs, lasagna, steaks, shrimp, and sides that ran from corner to corner of the kitchen. I walked downstairs in the split level house and seen Paul posted up on the couch. In usual fashion, he stood up to address me while shaking my hand. As we sat scattered around the house, consuming our meals, Paul engaged in small talk with the other guests. There was no sign of any celerity, just guests of Heavy’s; hungry guests. After we ate, we all got ready for Paul’s show at Club Sodo in Colorado Springs.
When everyone was ready, I had asked Paul to sign a couple of shirts; one for a friend’s son and one for a female friend of mine. Even though I felt awkward asking my friend to do this, he didn’t hesitate at all. I was excited for the little boy who probably would cherish that autograph for a very long time.
We loaded up and headed to the small club to watch Paul perform. I need to take a minute and credit the club owner, John and the staff for making our entire group feel at home and comfortable. Even the fans were very responsive and friendly. I thoroughly enjoyed the whole atmosphere that Colorado Springs had to offer.
There is a presence that some artists bring to the stage that is seldom matched and Paul Wall definitely has that sort of charisma. His team knows exactly what they want to do and exactly what they want to accomplish as far as getting the crowd electrified.
After another stellar performance, we headed straight to Denver. Paul was going to be in the studio all day until soundcheck and another show. I spent the day relaxing and recovering at the hotel; until time came to hit the club. On our way, we stopped to grab Paul from the studio. We listened to the two songs he wrote and recorded and even though he happens to be one of my favorite artists, I was still rather impressed by the diversity he showed in the new material.
By now, I believe everyone in the car from sniffling and coughing, more than likely due to the change in climate and elevation that we seemed not to be used to. But, I saw no signs of quitting in anyone, especially Paul who exited the vehicle with his usual flare. This club had a much different aura to it, but we were ushered through the tight crowd and were led to the stage. The crowd was intense and Paul Wall was equal to the task of matching their intensity. Once again, he lit up the audience, sick or not and even extended his performance due to the response we were getting.
By the morning, Paul was on a plane and I was exhausted. Hev and I headed back to Colorado Springs for a day of rest and relaxation. I am not the type to be star struck, especially because I am used to being around great performers; yet I still always need a moment to consume all that happens in a performance weekend.
At the end of the day, there is not a bad word anyone could honestly utter about Paul Wall as a performer, a man, or a friend. He has taken what this World has offered him and made the most of his talent, which started at a slow grind like most do. Wow, how lucky I am.