In the early morning sun. 

“This ain’t no party, this ain’t no disco
This ain’t no fooling around
This ain’t no mudd club, or C.B.G.B.
I ain’t got time for that now” — The Talking Heads

I awoke with the song “Life During Wartime” in my head. I had to hear it. The best version in our library is from their live shows in 1984. I saw that tour. My then wife, Cherie, and I were taking a break from Los Angeles Olympics coverage. The Talking Heads came to a venue in Orange County, California. We were exhausted from working 18 hour days. It was just the energizing break that we needed.

It’s hard to believe that 36 years years have passed since then. There have been changes. So many changes. The world can live in isolation because we aren’t really isolated. We can’t reach out and touch somebody, but we can see and hear them via the digital tools that were unthought of in 1984.

Of course, there is the book 1984. And, the amazing commercial that Apple dropped during the Superbowl. But, we had no idea where any of that was going.

Today.

Things weren’t great, but they were sort of cruising along.

Until. Until. Until.

CoVid19 escaped from China. Now, the whole world is shut down. People are sick and are getting sicker. The most compromised and aged are dying. Most business are closed, or working in a very reduced manner.

Things only seemed to get worse yesterday. Even though I knew it well beforehand, Jazzfest was postponed until October. Most music tours were cancelled. Most of the producers of those things seem to think that they could resume in October.

But, wait.

The CDC and the rest of the federal government are planning for an 18 month siege.  There goes October. There goes any of the things that I enjoy. There goes any of the ways we earn our livings.

When we finally emerge from our homes, what will be left? Will we emerge to find out that there is very little left?

God. I hope not.

Life During Wartime, it is.

The funny thing about listening to the Talking Heads live album is that even though I haven’t listened to it in a very long time I know every word. 36 years indeed.

Stay safe, take care of each other, and enjoy every sandwich.