How it happened
It started
with a porch.
Nobody set out to build a concert hall in a town of 249 people. It just kept getting bigger.
"Rumor tells that the Coyote Store is in the middle of nowhere. The truth is, we're in the middle of everywhere." — The Coyote Store
Bertie opens the doors
Bertie Copeland runs a grocery store and diner at the crossroads of US 180 and FM 669. Thirty seats. Good food. An hour south of Lubbock and not much else around.
"Can we play here?"
A gospel group wants to put on a concert. There is nowhere to put them — thirty seats and a kitchen. So Bertie's granddaughter, Becky, offers them the front porch.
The porch becomes a stage
A roof goes up over the front of the tin building. Walls get framed in out of recycled wood pallets. What was a porch is now a stage, and it never went back.
Becky Justice-Ford runs it
Eleven hundred and fifty seats under the West Texas sky. Her sons load in the gear and build the website. Her daughter runs the merch table. Shows sell out months ahead.