Posted On: Friday - August 27th 2021 7:44PM MST
In Topics:   Music  Geography  Peak Stupidity Roadshow  Kung Flu Stupidity
No, it's not Yuma, Arizona, a town you might know from a modern Western Movie*, way at the opposite corner of the State of Arizona. It's not even Yuba City, up in the Sacramento Valley, half way up the California-99 from Sacramento to Chico, on the way north to Weed. (I mean, where else would you be going?) We're talking Tuba City, with a "T", in the northeast of Arizona within Injun country, the Navajo lands, to be specific.
We needed gas, a few snacks, and a pit stop to pee on our recent road trip, and Tuba City, Arizona was the pit stop I selected. I'd been through there long before, on a long road trip, and I like to see if anything has changed. Many moons ago, back before the Tatanka, that is the COVID-19 virus, roamed the land of the Red Man, I had slept in the truck in this town, right outside the Indian police station, as all the hotels were booked up. Well, the hotels are another story, to be discussed in another post, but we just wanted to go into the gas station. We found that the doors were locked up. I first thought that the town of Tuba City had been abandoned due to the recurrent deadly shoot outs that had occurred after the Coconino County Sheriff high-tailed it down to Winslow to take it easier.
Nope, Tuba City wasn't abandoned. Instead, a masked Indian squaw stood behind the glass door of the entranceway. I am no codetalker myself, but I distinctly heard the muffled sound of "you n__d to we__ mask, Wh__ Man."
It turned out we had to wear face masks or we could not come in. A tumbleweed rolled across the dusty plain, well, the parking lot, as we headed back to our steed. Actually, it may have been a Circle-K bag. We
With the door now unlocked for us by the one I now call "shoots-with-thermometer", we were told we must have our temperatures taken. My temperature shot up a few degrees F right then and there. Words flew, such as "you've gotta be kidding me - this crap again?", "you're not gonna die today, lady", along with "hysterical" and "retarded". It got pretty heated, long after I should have just walked away. Apparently, the words "hysteria" and "retarded" mean something worse in Navajo, I dunno. Luckily all guns stayed holstered,.
We headed about 200 yards up the dusty trail to an Exxon station, in which the young brave behind the plexiglas didn't care much about our attire. Gas pumped, gummies purchased for the boy, bladders relieved, and no longer desperate, we high-tailed it out of Tuba City. Hoping the law would not be on our tail, I kept it under 75 mph.
Next time if ever we are in Tuba City, I intend to come in peace. As an offering of good will, I think we will enter the gas station bringing our slightly soiled, but still very nice, blankets with the Washington Redskins logo. Hopefully that will go over well...
OK, I know we are going to get emails galore** after this 2nd instance of putting what may not be the readers' choice in music here. Let the vitriol fly folks, because, I'm sorry, I'm just not agonna embed an ELO song for this post. I won't do it, I tell you! Don't get me wrong - they were a great band among many*** great mid-1970s bands. Jeff Lynne was creative as all get-out. However that style of music doesn't fit with the Western theme of this post. Look at the scene up above again - you're thinking Eagles now, right?
Desperado, the Eagles 2nd album from 1973, is my favorite. I got this one as a cut-out**** in the 1980s. It is what people and Peak Stupidity called a concept album. This one is a great example, with its Western theme that all of the songs could fit. In our link about concept albums, the 3 examples I give include this one, along with albums by the Moody Blues, and, yes, ELO.
It's called Doolin Dalton. Enjoy! Thank you for reading, listening, and/or writing. I may put some more songs up tomorrow, but we won't provide any more stupidity "solutions" until next week. Have a great weekend.
* I thought 3:10 to Yuma was pretty good.
** Though I don't see exactly how.
*** There were so many great British acts. Think about it. Elton John, Queen, Jethro Tull, Al Stewart, Rod Stewart, along with bands that had already been big in the 1960's, like the Stones, the Moody Blues, and Led Zeppelin.
**** For those who don't know about the old vinyl records, the stores would put a 1/4" wide by 3/4" or so cut in the cover to indicate they were used or just on sale, I guess. That meant $3 for an album vs. $8.