Tucson time

It’s good to be back in Tucson. The first time I came to this place was seven or eight years ago, but only if you count in time. The truth is I’ve always been here. The clock has no meaning in Tucson.

A useless object.

Time goes out the window, and a day lasts a lifetime.

Probably why so much gets done around here.

I can’t describe it.

The locals call it ‘Tucson Time’, and it’s a real thing.

I didn’t know what it meant til I got here.

I still don’t.

I’ve only been here 36 hours, but really it’s been an eternity.

Strange things happen all the time here, and nobody reacts.

It’s very normal.

Last night, I had a vivid dream and told my friend about it in the morning.

It was very specific.

Later in the day, the dream unfolded in reality in front of us both.

That seems to be a regular kind of thing here, if you happen to be tapped into whatever frequencies are floating around here in this desert.

And why am I here in the middle of the desert in the first place?

There are many reasons.

Some of them musical, some are spiritual, and then of course there is the wedding.

Myself and Gelb have been officially honoured with roles for the ceremony, and one of our tasks is to provide the musical entertainment throughout the celebrations.

Talk about the wrong guys for the job.

We spent all day today trying to work out how to plug our guitars into the amps.

Such confusment.

Our brains couldn’t even think about how to hold our guitars, never mind play them or remember how any of our own songs went.

Then out of nowhere, in walked the American Songbook and saved the night from complete despair.

The remainder of the evening was spent playing through the entire history of songs, from Carter family to Chuck berry to Doris Troy to Brian Wilson to Lou Reed, and on and on and on….

100 years went by within a few hours, and the whirlwind ended by midnight.

It was a full moon outside when I took the short walk back to my place of residence, guitar in hand.

And now I prepare for slumber, and to see what tonight’s dream will deliver for tomorrow.

I don’t know what time it is right now – or if that even matters any more.