
What I saw in him was this fearlessness and determination to be what he was, and not an ounce of consideration for anything else. "I don't know that I've ever had that fortitude.

"What was interesting to me was that when he failed, when he didn't pull off the trick, he was completely undeterred," marvels Hayes. Now, Eli sets up at the merch table and does sleights of hand for onlookers.

The two used to team up on South Congress, one performing street magic and the other busking. The 12-year-old working the bar with card tricks, Eli Carll, demonstrates the natural showmanship of his father, and the same drowsy but penetrating eyes, only darker. Leaden skies match the nostalgic melancholy and earnest wonder of the song. For the past half hour, he's been sitting on a stool in the corner of the bar, strumming his guitar to a recording of the song as the crew films different takes. In an hour, friends and their families will start arriving at the small Burnet Road honky-tonk for the finale of a video for his new song, "The Magic Kid." Today's shoot calls for a barbecue scene in the parking lot, but the weather is forcing some improvisation.Ĭarll's piercing blue eyes tint darker as he steps outside to smoke a cigarette and ponder the clouds. The songwriter stares toward the back of the Little Longhorn Saloon, where the door stands open to a gray day spitting rain.
