Cenizo Journal Winter 2015 | Page 10

THE DOODS WALLOP Story by Rani Birchfield. Illustration by Gary Oliver. F or a while, they were the only country band west of the Pecos. Playing fairs, festivals, communi- ty events, business openings and mix- ers, weddings, not to mention honky- tonks, the Doodlin’ Hogwallops have been one of the go-to bands for live music in the Big Bend region. With a variety of country, blues, and folk music, ‘honky-tonk band’ may be the best description for them. Most of us have stumbled across the Hogwallops even if we don’t frequent local bars as they are a steady supporter of commu- nity events. 10 Cenizo Neil Trammell, Chris McWilliams, Todd Elrod, and Robert Halpern currently comprise the Doodlin’ Hogwallops, but for a decade, it was just Neil, Chris, and Todd. Although the trio are considered the “Official” Hogwallops, over the years about 40 musical talents have joined them including Border Patrol agents, tran- sients, Sibleys, and others who went on to do their own thing like Jim Keaveny and some of the Pinche Gringos. These “extras” added energy and flair to the Hogwallops, doing everything from drumming or playing bass, to First Quarter 2015 pulling instruments off of Harry’s wall at the Tinaja and jamming out with them. Neil says after fine-tuning his bass playing skills, he put six bassists in the area out of part-time work. The musical bonds of brotherhood between lead Neil Trammell and Todd Elrod were formed 14 years ago in Terlingua during a 20-gigs-in-15- days whirlwind “tour” that included rocking out to AC/DC, breaking down on the side of the road, and eat- ing fungus, thereby cementing their friendship. Chris McWilliams joined the duo a couple of years later after The Doods insisting they take music lessons. Two years ago they added Robert Halpern of Presidio as drummer. Robert gives the band a solid backbeat and the rhythm they crave as well as the fourth man which sharpens their band from pickers and partiers to country band. In the early days, the Hogwallops played once a month at the Gage Hotel in Marathon. The $200 fee they earned just covered their rent. Trading guitar lessons for brisket from Between the Buns, a now-defunct BBQ truck in Alpine, afforded the young band some steady meals. The smoked brisket