Transmitting from the Mojave Wilderness in Joshua Tree, California.

Now is the time for Desert Oracle Radio, the voice of the desert.

Night has fallen on the desert

And here comes Halloween

Our ancient festival

As the world begins to die again

As it does at the the world begins to die again.

As it does at the tail end of every year, the leaves fall and decay, the green things wither, the sun hides away. And we remember the dead.

Maybe on these chilly nights on the road to winter, the dead

us.

Simply because they have nothing else to do with the schoolyard chant is correct.

Thanks to everybody who journeyed out the Friday last for our Halloween time show at Hakamba Hot Springs.

Down on the sinister border, an enormous metal wall and ditch of horror between the rich and poor,

cutting through those sunblasted hills and valleys,

forever patrolled by the heavily armed borderland forces,

and yet the Hot Springs complex with its little town and revitalized hotel and restaurant

and carefully preserved old bathhouse ruins. That's all very beautiful.

And that's always the state of things.

So look among the garbage for the flowers to paraphrase a poet who knew the score.

And enjoy these soundscapes by Red Blue, Black, Silver.

Tonight's episode was supposed to be the recording of that show, but as happens about 75% of the time when I do a live event, the recording is unusable.

Because of the kinds of problems that always arise when somebody is simply spread too thin.

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