Beautiful! I grew up in Western Colorado—the high desert. The best place in the world to live if you love to star gaze, and take in a vast expanse. You really capture the atmosphere with this one. ❤️ it made me a bit homesick! (I live in the Pacific Northwest now, which I love, but I’ll always be a red dirt girl)
Great atmosphere! Sounds like something which would have fit in with any of the Spaghetti Western soundtracks. It made me think of a pre-production companion piece to "Theme From an Imaginary Western."
Didn't know you lived in Tucson. I lived out west in the Tucson Mountains area, so the song's atmosphere definitely fits the quiet desolate beauty out there. And yes, it can be "a rough couple of years," even if a person only spends a few weeks out there.
Wow Ray. Awesome and I could picture myself in Tucson at Mt Lemmon listening to that all night. I’m from the SW and graduated from high school in Tucson. Love it there.
I worked at Canyon Ranch during my time there, doing four different jobs simultaneously: dishwasher, yoga teacher, meditation instructor (those latter two sometimes included guests like Calvin Klein, James Taylor, and Tracey Ullman) and last but not least, hiking guide. That was my favorite. I didn't know the trails as well as some of the old-timers, so I generally pulled up the rear, herding the stragglers, but it gave me a chance to experience the surrounding desert and mountains in a way I might not have experienced any other way. That was a rough couple of years for me in personal ways, but I don't regret them for a moment.
There is something about the desert. The smell, the way it can let you in and show you what it is you need to see and feel all that is around you. How extraordinary it is. Miss it terribly.
It's pretty spooky the way the glow in the dark. We used to keep the UV flashlights by the side of the bed. Had to where we were.
I found out that there are literal "scorpion highways" in the desert. If you're near one, they will easily get into your home.
That, the packrats eating engine wires, coyotes hunting hares, and herds of javalinas cruising through the driveway on a regular basis killed out any romantic notion of "living in the desert."
My neighbor - a native American who was related to both Geronimo and Sitting Bull, incredibly - had a dog, a lab, who was bitten on the nose by a brown spider, and had a horribly disfigured snout as a result. They were a problem, too.
Yes the desert is spooky and the spiders and scorpions can climb up in a made bed and wait for unsuspecting mammals. There are other dangers one never considers….. a boonie party in Sabino Canyon for graduation festivities. My adventurous bff and I with beer in hand, went to some oleander bushes to relieve ourselves when we heard growling and then rustling….. a small compact pig with razor tusks pursued us about 100’ and we shimmied up the trunk and the top of the vehicle. The little javelina was quite mad and would not leave until a borzois and a Dalmatian came to our rescue asap. We were fine, no worries at all.
Lol. A Tucson story from long ago. ( the eclipse really is taking me back . It’s weird. Fun actually. Thanks for the smoke ray…
Beautiful! I grew up in Western Colorado—the high desert. The best place in the world to live if you love to star gaze, and take in a vast expanse. You really capture the atmosphere with this one. ❤️ it made me a bit homesick! (I live in the Pacific Northwest now, which I love, but I’ll always be a red dirt girl)
Love the house, lawn chair, stove and lean too. The guitar piece is great. I haven’t been to this area a few times. The strings paint it very well.
I recommend all to visit Ray's site and listen to "On My Way Back Now"..... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fFNpd7i7R0U
Great atmosphere! Sounds like something which would have fit in with any of the Spaghetti Western soundtracks. It made me think of a pre-production companion piece to "Theme From an Imaginary Western."
Didn't know you lived in Tucson. I lived out west in the Tucson Mountains area, so the song's atmosphere definitely fits the quiet desolate beauty out there. And yes, it can be "a rough couple of years," even if a person only spends a few weeks out there.
Wow Ray. Awesome and I could picture myself in Tucson at Mt Lemmon listening to that all night. I’m from the SW and graduated from high school in Tucson. Love it there.
Thank you for the song- it was great! 🙂🌾💧💙☪️
I worked at Canyon Ranch during my time there, doing four different jobs simultaneously: dishwasher, yoga teacher, meditation instructor (those latter two sometimes included guests like Calvin Klein, James Taylor, and Tracey Ullman) and last but not least, hiking guide. That was my favorite. I didn't know the trails as well as some of the old-timers, so I generally pulled up the rear, herding the stragglers, but it gave me a chance to experience the surrounding desert and mountains in a way I might not have experienced any other way. That was a rough couple of years for me in personal ways, but I don't regret them for a moment.
There is something about the desert. The smell, the way it can let you in and show you what it is you need to see and feel all that is around you. How extraordinary it is. Miss it terribly.
..the smell especially after a heavy rain during monsoon season.
That's the creosote. It's striking after a rain. As are the scorpions.....
I remember taking a black light outside at night to see the scorpions.
It's pretty spooky the way the glow in the dark. We used to keep the UV flashlights by the side of the bed. Had to where we were.
I found out that there are literal "scorpion highways" in the desert. If you're near one, they will easily get into your home.
That, the packrats eating engine wires, coyotes hunting hares, and herds of javalinas cruising through the driveway on a regular basis killed out any romantic notion of "living in the desert."
My neighbor - a native American who was related to both Geronimo and Sitting Bull, incredibly - had a dog, a lab, who was bitten on the nose by a brown spider, and had a horribly disfigured snout as a result. They were a problem, too.
Yes the desert is spooky and the spiders and scorpions can climb up in a made bed and wait for unsuspecting mammals. There are other dangers one never considers….. a boonie party in Sabino Canyon for graduation festivities. My adventurous bff and I with beer in hand, went to some oleander bushes to relieve ourselves when we heard growling and then rustling….. a small compact pig with razor tusks pursued us about 100’ and we shimmied up the trunk and the top of the vehicle. The little javelina was quite mad and would not leave until a borzois and a Dalmatian came to our rescue asap. We were fine, no worries at all.
Lol. A Tucson story from long ago. ( the eclipse really is taking me back . It’s weird. Fun actually. Thanks for the smoke ray…
p.s. I've just posted a photo of the house I lived in above, in the post
That looks a lot like my little brick and stone cabin near Silverbell and Sweetwater.