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04/30/2006: "APRIL 2006"

Sitting on the fence of dense coincidence


0 – being asked by the harley riding sister of poca cosa restaurant if I could please set it up to have bob dylan come and have her restaurant cook for him after hours. I tell her there’s no way I can hook that up, and then end up doing it by not trying too hard.

1 – I get comped tickets from dylan’s new guitar player due said mexican dinner. result is, out of the 10.000 people there, our seats are directly just behind tom larkins (our old drummer from the 80s and johnathan richman’s current) and patti keating (rainer’s widow) who had bought their tickets months ago…and whom are also seated exactly behind winston watson (our other old drummer from the 80s and bob dylan’s for 4 years) with alison (our mechanic ) …just all thinking how weird the coincidence is ….until matt ward and his wife shows up and sits exactly in the seats in front of them.

2 – next morning, mentioning to matt over breakfast at the poco cosa restaurant where dylan and band had ate …that the opening set by merle haggard was thick with reminder of how I spent the 70s here in tucson listening to him because of my room mate, curtis jon tucker, always playing him. Within moments, chuck tucker walks in the restaurant, jon’s brother, whom I have not seen in 20 years.

3 – landing in newcastle the next day to play a solo show. When they sat up the piano, they tell me last time they set it up was for daniel johnston. …which is the reason I have traveled this far, unknown to them, to play at the daniel johnston tribute in london day after next.

4 – on the crowded train to london the next day, the family sitting next to me tells me they recognize me from the barbican they saw me host in 2001, which is the same venue I am headed to play now, but haven’t played since the show they mentioned.

5 – seeing vic chesnutt and his manager and how they both talk a lot about mark eitzel, whom I haven’t seen in years. And then me going off alone to italy the next day for a show, and upon return to london the day following, running into mark at the airport, him flying in from sweden.

6 – then waiting to meet mark at an almost empty bar that last night in london, easter sunday, when a fellow comes to the table to ask if I just did a show with john doe in los angeles the week before. He was there, though he never heard of me before, but liked the show and bought all 3 cds.
I only had 2 there however.

7 – the end.