Hey Joe, Where You Goin' With That Guitar In Your Hand?

 January 21, 2023

   It was an A-1 evening last night.

       Early this morning I got wind that Mad Coyote Joe was headed home to Cave Creek. Specifically, he was headed for Janey's for a morning gig so I dropped in to see what condition my condition was in.

Mad Coyote Joe Is In The House

   Joe opened with this old chestnut:

… Well, when you're down on your luck
and you ain't got a buck,
in London you're a goner.
Even London Bridge has fallen down
and moved to Arizona;
now I know why.
And I'll substantiate the rumor
that the English sense of humor
is drier than the Texas sand. . .

—Jerry Jeff Walker, London Homesick Blues

Mad Coyote Joe Kills

   I actually got tears in my eyes. That song is such a time capsule of a certain time and place (The Seventies! Mr. Luckys!) And it doesn't help a bit that I have too much estrogen in my veins. But dammit, The Mad Coyote killed it.

   Of course, I should have been working on Jesse James, but it turns out there are no limits to what you can accomplish when you're supposed to be doing something else!

Jesse Understands

And, just for the record, here is the version of "Hey Joe" we played in The Exits;

"Hey Joe," by the Leaves

The Back Story on Red Herrings

   "As peasant poachers of deer and grouse made off with their booty through medieval forests, they would drag a fish, a red herring, across the trail to confuse the lord of the manor's bloodhounds."

—Robert McKee, "Story"