Crazy In Love With Conway

Earlier this month I had the opportunity to purchase some items from the collection of a fan that recently passed away. It seems like this is happening more and more often as his "first generation" fans are leaving us. It's sad but I'm also so happy to see loved ones selling these collectibles as opposed to just throwing them away. It's a way for those of us too young to have witnessed much of his career firsthand to live vicariously though another fan's treasures.  This particular seller had some big ticket items that aren't really what I'm focused on right now and many smaller items that I already have, but this is what I ended up adding to my collection... Clock Twitty City Postcard   Sewing Kit   Fan Club Party Pass Summer 1993 Jim Stafford Theatre Brochure - Just last month I wrote about how the site of Conway's last concert is soon to be demolished. This particular pamphlet would've been printed shortly after the fire at Gilley's tha

Legend has it that one of Conway's most famous nicknames, The High Priest of Country Music, was bestowed upon him by comedian Jerry Clower because of the way Conway's female fans worshiped him with an almost religious fervor. (Here's a shocker...we still do!) I have a little different take on the nickname. While the outlaws of country music were (and still are) glorified thanks to their exploits involving drinking, drugs, and prison, Conway always appeared and conducted himself impeccably, the epitome of a southern gentleman. He oozed class and sophistication. To me, that's what makes him The High Priest of Country Music. Regardless of how the nickname originated, in the summer of 1975 The High Priest of Country Music became the title of an album. Its cover featured Conway in his trademark stance with spotlights all around him. The High Priest, indeed... Touch the Hand Short On Love Too Long Amanda Before the Next Teardrop Falls  I Sure Hate To See Me Go Don't Cry