UPDATE (Friday, 1:30 p.m.): Mr. Davis was found by Harris County Sheriff's Department Thursday evening and has been returned to his home.
Rocks Off received a heads up in the past hour that Frank Davis is missing. Davis, whose ties to the Houston music business go back to Walt Andrus and the Thirteenth Floor Elevators, suffers from Alzheimer's. As shown above, a police report has been filed.
Rocks Off's sister blog Art Attack interviewed Davis in September 2010, and filled in some more background information.
Frank Davis is the main man behind the archive of Andrus Studios, a Houston-based recording studio in the '60s and '70s mostly known today for some of the legendary psychedelic records that got put out, including albums by the 13th Floor Elevators and the Red Krayola among others. Davis is also one of the best storytellers around.
He worked as a recording engineer for Andrus Studios in its heyday, but that's only one part of decades' worth of wonder. Frank is a talented folk musician in his own right, a self-taught inventor (he wrote one of the first patents for holograms), an artist, a hot-rodder, and almost anything else you can think of -- he's done it all.
Davis had a pet goat, named Mammy Goat, he would bring with him to perform at the Old Quarter Acoustic Cafe in downtown Houston, long before it moved to Galveston. Townes Van Zandt a regular Old Quarter performer at the time, took quite a shine to Mammy Goat, Davis recalled.
And old Townes, he loved to be the whipping boy. He'd try to get her to chase him around the block. And she volunteered in a second, and she cut the shit out of him all the time. I was surprised he never got his wrist broken, because her favorite thing to do is to make friends, and she goes up to you, and she kind of puts her horn up and down your side and motions to you to pet her.
So she'd put her head down and then it comes to about that [puts his fingers out like horns], and then all of a sudden you realize you're like this [puts his wrist between two fingers], and she goes Ka-Wonk! And it hurts like a son of a bitch, and she just loved to do that.
Later the conversation turned to a band Davis started with his friend Bill Kuenstler, whom he described as, "one of those assholes that's just brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, IQ-just-off-the-scale kind of guys."
And Bill put this band together. We learned one song I think it was, or two maybe. We rented tuxedos. We were on a float with electric instruments. I had a Harmony, gold six-string guitar, solid body. It was gold with a white pick-guard and it was about this big and oh man it was funky, looking back. But what a day.
The float, the front of it was kind of round in the front, and it was about the size of this rug. Granger Hunt from the Hunt family -- oh boy he was a big time judge, his daddy was. He was this long, tall, skinny guy and he was the singer. And we learned I think it was two or three songs: "Honky Tonk," "Roll Over, Beethoven" (or something like that) and maybe one other one, "Johnny B. Goode."
So Granger Hunt, tall, skinny guy, he was a herpetologist; he loved snakes. He loved catching snakes, and oh my god, he was this long, tall, skinny guy, and he got bit. He laid his hand down in a bag of snakes, and one got him in the arm, and it was all dead.
If you know anything about Davis's whereabouts, please call the Harris County Sheriff's Office at 713-755-7427.
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