JRB REUNION JUNE 9 FROM 3-9PM                 A day of memory & celebration for Jack West & Phillip Calametti, featuring LOCUST FORK BAND,THE RED CLAY STRAYS, with special guest ROBERT SULLY, BUZZ CARPENTER, AND RYAN BALTHROP.  TICKETS ARE LIMITED!!  $50 each includes 4 beverage drinks (beer or wine) and cover charge for the bands,Food Trucks & featuring the bean sandwich.  Bring lawn chairs, MUST BE 21 YRS OF AGE, NO COOLERS!!            PRICE OF TICKET IS TAX DEDUCTABLE. 

     NO COOLERS !!                                                                                         BUY YOUR TICKETS NOW!!                                                                               NO COOLERS!!

 
Judge Roy Bean Reunion
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                                       Tickets are available at the following locations:
                                *Mellow Mushroom in Daphne, *Bryant Bank in Daphne,
                                          *Robertson Insurance, Downtown Fairhope
                                  *Smith-Dukes 3800 Airport Blvd in Mobile, *Manci’s,
                                     *Southern Cancer Center, *LeBouchon Wine Bar
                                                   and online at JRBReunion.com

Mark Calametti
Back by popular demand. The shirt that came in with a warning and went out with the Bean. On sale now! Buy here and pick it up at the event. Sorry, no shipping available unless you purchase a different design from the site then we can figure it in - it’s complicated. These will be available at the event but we cannot guarantee your size will be there unless you pre-buy here.
http://www.allroadspointsouth.com/…/jrb-don-t-make-billy-mad
Copy & paste if the link doesnt work. We will also have a very limited number of the yellow huggers that Jack made famous.
The PBR is not included.
Proceeds to benefit Pilots for Christ and Anchor Cross.

 

STORIES FROM THE BEAN

Mark Calametti and Judge Roy Bean Reunion

Jack West told me once, “If I had a nickel for everytime somebody asked me if I was going to reopen Judge Roy Bean’s, I’d be paying somebody to take me fishing instead of the other way around.” I guess its just human nature for us to want to rebuild and Relive those places and times that meant so much to us. The memories, all good, some epic, some unmentionable. The people, fearless and with good hair and all their teeth. And the place, perfection!  Not too long ago, I was guilty of the same crime and I did ask him if he had ever considered building it back. “It’s like trying to catch lightnin’ in a bottle - wouldn’t be the same thing.” he would say. He was right. Funny how the place burned down and he never looked back and the rest of us were left with a gaping hole where the Bean, and Billy, once defiantly stood.
He went on, “But maybe we could get all the people who met up and got married out of that place together for a reunion - wouldn’t that be wild.” he thought about it for a minute and laughed. “A lot of those people probably had seen each other in a while - that placed cause a few divorces, too!” There was lots of talk about a reunion of some kind but always, ALWAYS, with the idea that anything that was done would be done for a good cause - and not just a party. Its not a new idea. Some of the biggest events that we saw at the Bean were to benefit charities. Make-A-Wish, American Cancer Society, The Heinekin Foundation...I made that lastone up but you get the idea. We never needed an excuse To throw a party, but Jack always had a cause in mind when we did.So here we are. And what better way is there for us to rememberJack than to give to causes that helped him in his hour of need and ones that he knew will continue to help save lives. Pilots for Christ gets them where they need to be and Anchor Cross takes care of them when they get back - good stuff. Lots of us, myself included, don’t think about certain charities and causes until our lives are affected by them. Well consider yourselves touched because Jack was a believer and would tell it to the deaf. This event was originally going to be a giant invitation only estate sale, with him as director and Phillip as the auctioneer. That would have been a show. Jack didn’t want to burden the family with all of the stuff around the house and he wanted it to go to folks who would appreciate it. That didn’t work out unfortunately but they will be here in spirit and the proceeds will go to the same place.  And while we can't fill the hole that the Bean left, we will have some things that might just bring back some memories for you to take home and fill your wall - so be prepared to bid em up.  As Phillip would say, “Its only a silent auction til the fight breaks out!”  Just try not to get any Piggy Park sauce on the merchandise. 


Mark Calametti
There I was. Back at the bar, the place was hopping
and my ears were ringing. The concert on the backyard stage of
Judge Roy Bean’s was over and it had been spectacular.
The back stage or "Judge Roy Bean Amphitheatre" was built because the Bean was getting quite a reputation for musical talent.
Great acts like Scott Boyer and the Decoys, Hank Becker and the Li’l Tomatoes, Kevin Danzig & the Heard. From New Orleans, Spencer Bohren, John Mooney and Ray Bonneville, just to name few, were drawing bigger and bigger crowds and it was time to take the events to the next level.
Richie Havens, the opening act at Woodstock, played inside.
I was three feet away from him when he belted out.... freedom....
freedom......FREEEEDOM! Mac MacAnally, who has written
songs that Jimmy Buffett’s made famous played several times
there. He still tours with Buffett. Buffett’s harmonica player,
Fingers Taylor even made an appearance one night and was coaxed on stage by Robert Sully for an incredible outing.
It got to the point that Jack had to hire a bouncer to manage the door... well, Randy Niemeyer. Randy kept the peace and had a way of smoothing out the drunk wrinkles but did actually have an encounter with a Swiss Army Knife on one particularly robust evening. Fortunately, the only casualty was his "I PLAYED (HARMONICA) in the U.S. OPEN" T-shirt and he survived to tell the tale.
And it didn’t hurt that Jimmy himself showed up
from time to time for an impromptu concert. Jimmy’s folks
lived right up the road in Daphne and every now and then
the rumor mill would start churning and the phone would start
ringing. THE BUFFETT ALERTS!
“Is Jimmy Buffett coming to the Bean tonight?” “Is Buffett in town?” “What time will he be there?”
We always had the same answer. “We don’t know, but maybe?”
And we never did know but on those nights, the place would be packed! Buffett showed up just often enough to make people believers that they would get the
chance to see the Margaritian more LIVE than ever. I’m not sure Jack and Phillip didn’t start the rumors themselves on more than one occasion. It was good for business after all.
Buffett did play one actual concert there, inside the Bean to a small fortunate crowd. Jack called it, The “I Heard I Was in Town” Show. Naturally.
But the area was gifted with local talent and the Bean was the
place to play. Robert Sully logged more hours at the Bean than anybody. By his own accounts Robert played the Bean over 600 times. He and David Hare or Buzz Carpenter or Kent Peterson - always a good show. Butler Sheldon, worked and later managed the Bean for over 19 years. He did double duty and would take breaks from behind the bar and join Sully on-stage countless times.
It wouldn’t be a JRB reunion without Robert, Buzz and John.
And Kent will be here with Locust Fork. Slow Moses played there in later years and the lead singer, Ryan Balthrop will be here as well.
Once the Amphitheatre was built and the Bean could accommodate a larger crowd, POCO, Jerry Jeff Walker, John Prine, Stephen Stills, Karla Bonoff and Delbert McClinton took the stage. Wet Willie kept us smilin’ and George Thorogood was bad to the bone. According to Butler, Emmy Lou Harris was less than thrilled at her first impression of the Bea as she stepped out of her limo and had some less-than-ladylike words to say about it. But later that night when the crowds showed and the lights came on, she felt the magic and put on a great show. They all packed the house and there was always a charity selected to benefit from it.
So, again, there I was and Sully was playing inside after the big show out back. Jack found me, “Hey, you gotta minute? I got somebody you need to meet.” We made our way through the crowd, out the side door, across the volleyball court and along the side of the stage into the dark beyond. Jack had moved an old Winnebago into the woods behind the stage. It became the “stars’” dressing room and was strictly off limits to the unwashed masses like myself. This was my first, maybe only, visit inside the sanctity of the bus, but by all accounts (that we can’t get into here), that thing completely redefined the term, “RECREATIONAL VEHICLE.”
We go inside and sitting there are my brother Phillip and the Creole King of Cool his own self, The Night Tripper, Dr. John Rebennack, kicked back and drinking a Heineken. “This is the guy who did your poster,” Jack said pointing to me.
“Aw man, it’s beoootiful, I really dig it,” the Dr. said. Phillip had a way and could go toe-to-toe with anyone on any level. It was like he and the Dr. were lifelong friends laughing it up. I, on the other hand, was star-struck and dumbfounded.
I’m sure I said something stupid, I don’t remember honestly. I blacked out in the moment. But I did manage to ask him to sign a poster for me, Jack had saved a few for that reason - I think I only made about 10 of the posters, they were basically the t-shirt art on cardstock run at the same time as the shirts. Butler has the only other one I know of.
Well, it was quite obvious to everyone that I wasn’t going to add much to the party and was quickly shooed away from the bus, but I didn’t care. I stumbled back to the bar and showed off my prize.
I immediately framed mine and it hangs in my house to this day - the blue ballpoint is about faded out but the memory is crystal clear. In going through stuff at Jack’s house for the auction, I came across his copy, face down up on his kitchen shelf where it had probably sat since June 15, 1991.
The proceeds from the concert that night went to benefit the Bay Area Food Bank. Now, 27 years later, Jack is still giving back with an autographed memento from that incredible occasion - and it can be yours!
More to come....

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