Texas Flood

Stevie Ray Vaughan is assured a place on lists of important guitarists because he executes each note with a muscular confidence that convinces a listener that Vaughan believes what he is playing. The uniqueness of this quality in popular music is a shame, but the impact is all the more revelatory when it does arrive. Heck, it seems like only yesterday I was all effed up in a pickup truck listening to Vaughan's music, and I even remember where I was when word came that he died. No opposition to an exhibit in Vaughan's honor here, but one that boasts more than 2,000 items may take it a bridge too far. Featured are (notably) unpublished lyrics and handwritten notes from the laconic bluesman, photos, stage-worn clothing and jewelry (standard fare), Nicorette gum (insightful), fishing license (questionable value) and movie rental card (downright weird). Hey, I love the guy but do I want to see his half-used toothpaste tube? Not so much—especially since a trip to Austin can result in seeing his living, flesh-and-blood brother casually eating Mexican breakfast somewhere on Congress Avenue. Exhibit runs 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. Saturdays and Sundays through October at South Side Lofts on Lamar Street. Donations are welcome. Visit stevieray.com.
Saturdays, Sundays, 11 a.m.-3 p.m. Starts: July 1. Continues through Oct. 31