Here's to the same old song about Mexico. We just can't help ourselves.
So goes the opening words of "Mexico," the first song Roger Clyne and the Peacemakers performed Saturday night at Circus Mexicus, in Puerto Peñasco, Mexico.
Here's to the same old story about Mexico.
This was the twentieth Circus Mexicus yet. It's a Phoenician tradition of sorts, an excuse to pack up the kids, head down to Mexico, drink beer, eat fish tacos, and watch Roger Clyne perform for the umpteenth time. While that might make for a fun weekend, the same old story doesn't make for a good one. Absurdity, however, does.
Last year, Clyne launched his own brand of Tequila, aptly named "Roger Clyne's Mexican Moonshine." For $60 it can be yours, along with a song disc taped to the bottom.
After discussing it with some editors, we thought it would be funny to review the show and the tequila. Simultaneously.
The plan was simple. After every song I would take a shot of Roger Clyne's Mexican Moonshine, then dictate a brief review of the previous song. At the end, I'd piece together a story with the recordings. That was the plan, at least.
The venue's security guards would not allow my bottle of tequila into the venue. I pleaded. I explained my mission. I tried to find someone else who was in charge. Rules were rules. And the show's start time rapidly approached.
The 18 year-old security guard suggested I drink as much of it as possible before entering the venue. I haven't faced a bottle of any liquor since I have been old enough to drink, let alone a bottle of tequila at the suggestion of a kid who just got his high school diploma.
After much too little debate, I decided that drinking as much of the bottle as possible before walking into the venue would be in the same spirit as my original plan, and the next best thing.
Consequently, the show and tequila review will be expedited as my ability to recall and synthesize thoughts about them could be described as poor at best.
Roger Clyne's Mexican Moonshine
Margarita -- As part of a Margarita it was refreshing and slightly euphoric. I had one prior to heading to the show.
Out of the bottle -- Regrettable with a hint of shame.
Roger Clyne's Circus Mexicus
The first few minutes were great. A few years ago, they moved the venue from one dirt lot closer to old town, to another across the street from Chango's bar in Sandy Beach.
The new, much larger venue gave the approximately 2,500 in attendance space to lay down their blankets and beach chairs for the 4 hour show. It also gave me plenty of space to wander after the tequila took hold.
Roger Clyne's music was made for sun burned, former Sun Devils to enjoy in Mexico. I was loving it. His set list -- which at Circus Mexicus is limited to his entire catalogue, is always massive. But to offer any serious criticism would be laughable. I'll chalk that up to the tequila.