Only in Austin could the music bring the two together. Asleep At The Wheel, and The Lost Gonzo Band. The friendliest people and the prettiest women you've ever seen. Armadillos like to sleep all day and roam at night. They share their homes with others.
People think they're smelly and ugly and they keep their noses in the grass.
But they've got one characteristic nobody can knock. All of the artists that frequented the Armadillo were now being seen coast to coast, and were selling records accordingly. In the late seventies, after the Cosmic Cowboy sound had died down, Armadillo continued to play host to an eclectic mix of Texas musicians, as other difficult to categorize players like Joe Ely, Uncle Walt's Band, and Too Smooth took the stage. National acts found their most significant followings to be in Austin, so quite a few made the Armadillo something of home base. It went from less than a ooch to more than a gob in eighteen months from the time Armadillo started.