My favorite SoCo Hotel valet boy greets me as I hurriedly step out of my car for my next meeting. They know it’s me because I drive the same dusty SUV with Texas music plates around to them nearly every day and I probably look like a mad woman who parks there four times a day. Then I see Ian Cochran–he’s the only reason why I’m always on-time to any of my meetings rather than driving around trying to find parking on South Congress. And my favorite part about him? No, not his full beard or Austin-y man bun–though I do like, I do! It’s the fact that when I don’t see him at the South Congress Hotel, I can see him after work hours at HandleBar with his cowboy rock band.