Can we please do something about … you know who … but … meanwhile … back in Bisbee.
What a week … huh … Martha and I came back to Bisbee on Thursday afternoon after Christmas … Snowed that night … We didn’t go out … Inch or so of snow on the back porch the next morning … We didn ‘t go out … Snowed some more Friday night … We didn’t go out … Let’s see … Saturday … Sunday … Monday … didn’t go out … WAIT! … I went out Monday night.
I went out to see Mike Montoya at the Queen that night … I remember. …
And then there was New Years Eve … One Ghost at the Grand … Glenda and all ya’ll other ladies should have been there … ya’ll are how I remember my first New Years Eve in Bisbee … Juniper Djinn at the Queen … Cat Daddy at the Stock … Last Call at the SKR4 … We were all energized and welcomed in this new year together.
I find myself maudlin … A new year in a fucked up country.
So, tonight, I went down to the Queen to see Lost Amigos … I count all of them amongst my best friends … los amigos … This is the first day of the year 2020 … A year I never expected to live to see back in 1957 when I was ten years old … but here I am having a ball with all my friends.
Wait!!! … I almost fuckin’ forgot … my neighbors Ed and Rose rode back up Opera Drive with me in The Bisbee Buggy … Good Night, my friends.
I had many other things I thought I might want to say but decided I had said enough about this evening … If you pray, then pray … If you believe things will get better, then believe …