Wednesday, September 17, 2008
you're not gonna believe this schitt
I was walking my dog last night and she got loose and ran off into the desert. While I was stumbling around looking for her in the dark I heard a voice say "over here!". Next thing I know I see this old homeless looking dude by a bush with my dog sitting by him like they go way back. I walk over and say thank you, and he introduces himself as C.H. Now I didn't think anything of it at first, but he looked familiar. Then it hit me - but no way that could be him. I mean, wtf is Clutchy Hopkins doing sitting in the middle of the desert on a Tuesday night? So anyway, we got to talking and I mentioned I make music. His eyes lit up immediately and he says "follow me". I was kinda skeptical, but I always carry a Rambo knife and a roll of barbed wire in my pants for these type of situations, so I followed him around the corner of the canyon above. What happened next you wouldn't believe if I told you, so I took pictures for proof.
After hiking up into the canyon he takes me to this cave that's FULL of instruments and recording equipment. He was running it all off of 2 generators and a bike rigged up like Gilligan's Island. Shit was unreal.
Anyway, after jamming for a while he said he had to go. He was leaving soon (something about Botswana and "awakening of the truth spirit") but we did record a few things before I left. Maybe one day someone will find those reel to reels and you can hear what a crazy trip it was.
Clutchy Hopkins - 3:26 (From the album The Life of Clutchy Hopkins)