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Bett Butler: San Antonio’s Quiet Flame
Some musicians burn fast and bright, and some burn slow and steady.
Bett Butler is the second kind—the kind of artist who doesn’t chase the spotlight because she is the spotlight, at least for anyone who’s been paying attention in San Antonio these last few decades.

She’s one of those rare Texas originals who can sit down at a piano, open her mouth, and suddenly the whole room feels like it’s leaning in a little closer. Jazz folks claim her, songwriters claim her, poets claim her—but Bett Butler has never belonged to any one camp. She’s carved out her own lane, and she’s stayed in it with the kind of grace that only comes from knowing exactly who you are.


A Storyteller in Every Sense of the Word
Bett Butler didn’t just show up in the San Antonio music scene—she grew into it, the way a tree grows into the soil it’s meant for. She’s a songwriter, pianist, vocalist, composer, and poet, and she treats storytelling like a calling, not a career. The City of San Antonio lists her as a musician, composer, spoken‑word artist, and writer, and that’s about right—she uses whatever tools she needs to tell the truth of a moment.

Her songs don’t fit neatly into categories. Jazz critic Michael Corcoran once said she creates “rich story songs” and that we “have to call it jazz because the right word hasn’t been invented.” That’s Bett in a nutshell—too original to label, too honest to imitate.


A Life Built Around Music and Meaning
Bett and her husband, bassist/composer/producer Joël Dilley, run Mandala Music Production, a studio tucked right into the cultural heart of San Antonio. It’s the kind of place where art gets made because it needs to be made. Their music has been licensed by HBO, Discovery Channel, Travel Channel, Food Network, and a whole list of others.

They’ve produced award‑winning tracks, scored films and museum projects, and released albums on their own label, Dragon Lady Records. Their work has earned top honors in the International Songwriting Competition and the Independent Music Awards.

But Bett has never been one to brag. She just keeps creating—songs, poems, stories, soundscapes—whatever the moment calls for.


Albums That Feel Like Short Stories
Her debut album, Short Stories, earned praise for its “poetry and vision” and “sterling vocalizations.”
Her follow‑up, Myths & Fables, won a performance grant from the Artist Foundation of San Antonio.

These aren’t just records—they’re little worlds. Bett writes like someone who’s lived a lot, listened a lot, and isn’t afraid to tell the truth gently.

Her music has that rare quality: it feels like it’s talking to you, not at you.


A Poet With a Piano
Bett’s creativity doesn’t stop at music. Her poetry and short fiction have appeared in small‑press journals across the U.S., U.K., E.U., and Canada.

She’s one of those artists who seems to have a river running through her—words, melodies, images, all flowing from the same source. She doesn’t force anything. She just opens the gate and lets it come through.


Still Here, Still Creating
For anyone wondering: yes, Bett Butler is alive, well, and still creating in San Antonio. She and Joël continue to produce music, collaborate with arts organizations, and contribute to the cultural life of the city.

She’s not a “forgotten legend.”
She’s a quiet one—still working, still writing, still shaping the sound of San Antonio in her own steady way.


Why Bett Butler Belongs on Curbside Jimmy
Curbside Jimmy has always been about the musicians who keep the roots alive—the ones who don’t chase fame, don’t bend to trends, and don’t let the world tell them what to be.

Bett Butler is exactly that kind of artist.

She’s spent decades making music that matters, not music that markets. She’s stayed true to her voice, her stories, and her city. She’s one of those rare musicians who remind you that art doesn’t have to be loud to be powerful.

San Antonio is lucky to have her.
And the rest of us are lucky she keeps sharing her songs.


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Dub Robinson & The Drugstore Cowboys

There are some musicians who chase the spotlight, and then there are the ones who just keep playing because that’s what they were put on this earth to do. Dub Robinson falls squarely into that second camp. He’s been leading the Drugstore Cowboys out of San Antonio for more than 45 years, and he’s still writing, still recording, and still putting out music that sounds like Texas feels. Continue reading

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Amazing 18th Floor Girl

After years of playing small venues, writing and recording songs, I can’t say I have achieved any notable celebrity. I’ve spent most of my life in the shadows of the spotlight, playing for folks who came to drink beer first and listen to music second. That’s always suited me just fine.

Oddly enough, in the 1960s I was a member of the Runaways, a garage band out of San Antonio, Texas. We recorded a song called “18th Floor Girl” in 1965. I played bass. We didn’t sell many records. Some of them were used like Frisbees. I don’t know what happened to all of those records.

It turns out that “Eighteenth Floor Girl” has become the number one sought-after collectible garage band recording. Somewhere along the line, that little 45 that nobody wanted grew into a prized relic for collectors who dig deep into the crates.

I can truly say that’s the only notable thing I have accomplished in my long career: at sixteen, I played bass for the Runaways on “18th Floor Girl”, today’s most popular garage band collectible. Not bad for a kid who just wanted to keep time and stay out of the way.

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Doug Dilard

The Banjo Virtuoso Who Rewrote the Rules of American Music

Doug Dillard didn’t just play the banjo—he electrified it. His career, spanning from the Ozarks to Hollywood and beyond, reshaped bluegrass, inspired generations of musicians, and left a legacy that still reverberates through American music. His influence is so widely felt that in bluegrass circles, when people count the all‑time great banjo players on one hand, Earl Scruggs is the thumb…and Doug Dillard is the index finger.

A Sound That Changed Everything


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The Echo of the Whoop: Why Sonny Terry is the Father of Acoustic Blues Harmonic

In the world of the blues, many names are spoken with reverence, but few carry the weight of Sonny Terry. Often cited as the greatest to ever pick up the instrument, Terry didn’t just play the harmonica—oice he transformed it into a living, breathing extension of the human spirit. His influence is the bedrock upon which modern acoustic blues is built.

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My Cheatin’ Heart Will Never Tell on You

My Cheatin’ Heart Will Never Tell on You Copyright (c) 2026

(Verse 1)
The sirens screamed, the lights turned blue
The law was fast, but not for you
I took the fall, I took the blame
While you slipped out and cleared your name
Now I’m behind these iron bars
Counting time by the prison stars.

 

(Chorus)
My cheatin’ heart will never tell on you
As long as you stay lonesome, and you stay true
If you don’t find a new love, while I’m doin’ time
And keep the secrets of our perfect crime
Then when the warden sets me free
You’ll be there waitin’ just for me
My cheatin’ heart will never tell on you.

(Verse 2)
They’ll try to break me, they’ll try to pry
They’ll look for truth behind my eye
But I’ll just smile and walk the floor
The way you’re walkin’ past my door
Just keep our loot and keep your word
Don’t let a single breath be heard.

(Chorus)
My cheatin’ heart will never tell on you
As long as you stay lonesome, and you stay true
If you don’t find a new love, while I’m doin’ time
And keep the secrets of our perfect crime
Then when the warden sets me free
You’ll be there waitin’ just for me
My cheatin’ heart will never tell on you.

(Outro)
No, my cheatin’ heart…
Will never tell on you.

(Bridge) Optional
We jimmied the lock on that heavy steel door
The loot was all scattered across the cold floor
I heard the first siren and told you to run
While I wiped the prints off the grip of your gun
One split-second choice between freedom and me
So I took the shackles to keep you out free.

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Curbside Jimmy’s Prophetic Song Interpreted

“When Times Got Really Weird” is a folk-style narrative song that serves as an allegory for societal collapse, the loss of self-reliance, and the dangerous allure of authoritarianism in times of crisis.

The lyrics depict a progression from economic hardship to spiritual desperation, and finally to a total loss of freedom. Below is an interpretation of the song’s key themes and symbols:

The Loss of Self-Reliance

The recurring refrain—“Folks could not remember / How to be poor anymore”—is the song’s central message. It suggests that a once-resilient society has become so accustomed to modern comforts and credit that they have lost the “survival skills” or the mental fortitude of previous generations who endured hardship. When the “banks were shutting down,” the people were paralyzed because they no longer knew how to exist without the complex systems of modern commerce. Continue reading

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