Tumbleweeds were blowing, and the sun was beating down on a procession of wagons that was rolling ‘cross the ground, and in them pioneers were riding through the desert’s deadly heart: seeking out new fortunes in their dusty covered carts.
Now, you may not think it worthwhile to have this scene set for you. You may say you’ve seen it all before – but wait, there’s something new: these people, on their normal journey, met an unexpected fate… it was strange, bizarre and weird, and so their tale I shall relate:
So, it seems one night they set up camp and lighted up their fires – smoke and banjo music drifted up higher and higher to the strobe lights in the sky that were coasting down from space, the first illuminations of an extraterrestrial race. The mysterious elder saw it first and pointed upwards, “look! I’ve never seen anything quite so weird!” – and that was all it took for every single man, woman and child to glance up at the sky… and what they saw, it made them scream, run, panic and cry.
The ship descended all majestic, just like in that film. Lights coruscated off its surface and a musical trill sounded as this saucer-shaped ambassador, from pastures truly new, touched down beside the wagons and their now unhappy crew. Of course, at the time, no-one had imagined anything quite like this – shiny landing legs protruded with an inkling of a hiss, and every pioneer took cover, threw their things upon the floor; all staring from their vantage points and the shiny silver door…
The door slid open in a blaze of searing weird light, and inside stood an alien amidst reams of dry ice, who stepped out on the shiny gangway as the crowd prepared to run like a buffalo herd – but from the alien’s mouth were issued the following strange words. He said,
“Folks, I’ve been a-travellin’ all through space for many years… I guess, from that perspective, we are also pioneers. So if you don’t mind, what I’d like is just to hang out with you guys”
and the leader stood up from behind his box and said “That sounds just fine”
The visitor walked over to the fire, grabbed a discarded banjo and sat down.
And they sang a hoe-down
all night long…