11.16.2006

My Trip to Cuba Pt 1

Good people of the internet, Fear not I have returned! I’m writing to you live from 30,000+ feet. I’m currently en route to Guantanamo Bay, Cuba. “Cuba?” you say… That’s right on my way to pay Fidel a visit and maybe take my picture with a POW or two…

Actually I’m on a mini tour with the Will Brock Band. This trip has a special meaning to me. We’re performing for the service personnel at the Naval Base down there. It’s kind of cool to be able to use my art to bring a little bit of joy to cats doing work for us civilian folks. I’m not a fan of the war we are fighting, but I’m absolutely a fan of the men and women who go to work every to do fight it. So tomorrow night we tune up and get down for all my O.G.s in uniform.

Now that I’ve established what the heck is going on, let me tell a few choice moments so far. So as I mentioned, The promoter of this event is the US Military. US Military= US Government. You know how there are just a certain government things that just aren’t quite right? There are just some things that aren’t up to quite up to snuff because it’s government and not private industry? You know how you get off the plane and grab your bags and pile eight of your newest close friends in to a limo that breaks down before it pulls off from the terminal? That ever happen to you? No? Book a gig through Uncle Sam and get back to me. After our limo driver (who looks like he was on the hunting excursion with Dick Cheney... The beard on this guy was to die for.) got things together, and we head off, things calmed down. So we’re rolling along and limo guy is hacking up both lungs. I think he left one on the freeway. Rueben Brock (Will’s brother and trumpeteer) says “If the old man dies, I have dibs on the limo.” That statement, ladies and gentlemen, was the end of the tour, nobody in the limo was of any use after that. Things are just getting started and I have a feeling things are just going to get uglier.

Last night we stayed on a naval base. There were comfortable accommodations, queen size bed, reclining easy chair and TV. But where’s the internet access? I can’t imagine that the situation will be any better where I am going but one can only hope…

To their credit, I must say that US military does have this airline thing down packed. I was thinking we’d find ourselves kicking it on a C-130 Troop mover. You know the vibe, those jawns they show on the news with the tanks and jeeps rolling up into the nose of the dang things. Big ol’ army green camouflage son of a gun. Not so much. There was no air hangar, no army green septa bus plane, no mandatory oxygen masks. Not only is there a full fledged airport minutes from the Naval Base where we stayed, but there are flight attendants, nice leather seats (even a first class, but we weren’t cool enough to get that…) there’s even a name for the company, er detail (or whatever you military folks call it: Spirit Air. You can find them a spiritair.com, though you might need some sort of security clearance. There’s even a cheesy flight magazine to accompany the safety card and motion sickness containment receptacle!

Well I’ve been instructed by Captain bill that we’re about to land to and I’ll need to discontinue my use of this here electronic device. If find time to write again, I will.
Thanks for reading,
Truth, Flying the Military's finest...

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