During Texas' spring break in '93, I went to visit my brother in NYC. Albert was playing the Lone Star Roadhouse, so I went to show. He was really cool -- after his set, he hung around and shook hands, signed anything people had brought. He saw my Longhorn cap and shook my hand, talked about Antone's and such, totally cool guy. I got a picture with him.
The show may not have been quite on par as when I saw James Brown at Radio City Music Hall the following year, but then again, I never heard of Albert pulling shotguns on people or being involved in interstate chases
