Ok. Yes. Unfortunately, it seems we are getting numb to the madness, the idiocies, the cruelty, the lying, the denial of Truth & Reality. Still, if you want to get to the fundamental essence of this American Experiment, get to the nub of the thing, you land on the idea of No Kings. Supposedly, the Toxic Stain is going to have a military parade the same day. Wouldn’t it be absolutely fabulous if millions & millions of us tuned that ridiculous display out and gathered in protests across the land to celebrate Democracy, the Constitution, the Rule of Law, Truth, Justice & the American Way ( a very Woke, totally DEI utopia). You know, that would be totally, fucking, Super, Man… – Jammer

“I hear Mariachi music in the cemetery…”

Sounds like a stray line from a forgotten Warren Zevon song. We spent part of Mother’s Day 2025 at the cemetery communing with the beloved dead. We weren’t alone. It was a celebration. Folks came out in force with lawn chairs, blankets, coolers. Families, primarily Mexican-Americans; the young, the old, the working middle-aged too. 

The Lovely Carla and I we were there. Paying our respects to loved ones, long passed on. Silently meditating. Sitting under our favorite tree. It was a gorgeous, blue-sky day. All was greenery & light. There was a joyous vibe in the air. Yes. A Mariachi band entertained us all. Horns, guitars, violins, drums. They were decked out in black & gold suits, with hats & boots.

The music was sublime. The male voices singing songs that sounded like history. We didn’t know what the songs were about, but the vibe was joy, beauty, & soul. It was surprising. Stunning. A total celebration. The Living & the Dead together. Families. Generations. A long line of human beings in touch with, and honoring, their Ancestors.

It was extraordinary. Beautiful. Set the vibe for the rest of the day. Yes. Magnificent. Real & surreal too. Reminded us of the real America that we love; inclusive, joyous, generous, diverse. So much better than the current soul-less, cruel, mind-numbing, bullshit, Nazi-version. – Jammer

The Lovely Carla Loading into Cary’s Lounge 04.12.25

The thing is to play. Yes. It helps to have a guitar (made in Japan), and a band (made in America) and a songwriting partner (also made in America).

We played in a friendly lounge in the City late yesterday afternoon. A gathering of the cool folks. Funny, we have been doing this kind of thing for years & years. Putting on a show with a collection of unique talents from all directions.

One of my long-gone collaborators would call this kind of thing the good work. Yes. Definitely good for the head, the heart, the soul. Connecting with other folks; mainly thru the music, thru the vibes.

I don’t know what I would do with myself without this long-running creative journey. Probably sink into the mire. It is a mission & an antidote. A good way to vaccinate oneself from the shitshow, and the relentless cascading line of B.S.emanating from new Terror-Dome Regime.

You know, putting on a show. A little thing, everything.- Jammer