A Case of Lone Star — Kinky Friedman

The legendary Lone Star Café. A raucous little corner of Texas right in the heart of Manhattan, where every great country music star stops for a gig. At one time or another, everyone from the Rolling Stones to the Blues Brothers has jammed there.
But this night, Thanksgiving, is a different kind of jam. Larry Barkin of the headlining Barkin Brothers is found dead in his dressing room, his head bashed in with his own guitar and a two-dollar bill stuffed in his shirt pocket. It's Kinky they call for help, but the fast-talking, cigar-smoking, cat-loving sleuth is disinclined to ruffle his tranquility.
Then the manager of the Lone Star arrives at 199B Vandam with a strange piece of mail addressed to Barkin … the lyrics ‘Hey, Good Lookin'' … and Kinky is intrigued. As the Lone Star performers are murdered by a killer who leaves clues from the songs of Hank Williams, Kinky finds it impossible to stay out of the spotlight.