Dedicated to my friend, Stuart, who lost his mother far too early. I asked him if she had a favorite song and he told me it was Maggie May. I recorded this on the anniversary of her passing to make my friend smile.

Maggie May.m4a

Mystify.m4a

Caramel.m4a

I've got a Name.m4a

When the terrible tragedy occurred on October 1st, 2017, I was making a salad in the back kitchen of Robert Irvine's at the Tropicana. Just another day at work.... until a bartender came running through yelling, "Go. Go. There's a shooter. Just Go!"
The next few hours were spent huddled in the basement with a hoard of terrified concert-goers, coworkers and even a few shooting victims who sought refuge in our hotel. 
I was in sporadic contact with my boyfriend, an exec sous chef at the Mandalay Bay resort. He was leaving work at the end of his shift when the shooting occurred. The police turned his car around and sent him back for his own safety. He ended up working a 22 hour shift before they lifted the lockdown and let him come home. 
In the hours between when I was allowed to leave my building and when they finally let him come home, I was totally alone and in shock. I sat on my couch for a while, staring and unable to process what had happened. 
I saw my guitar in the corner and decided to try and process my feelings. 
This song came into my mind, as it was a Sunday when it happened and the words seemed to fit.
I realize the events that inspired Bono's Sunday Bloody Sunday are historic and specific, but, again....it fits the feelings of that horrible night and helped me to handle the aftermath.
I dedicate this shaky, unrehearsed version to the victims, families, and bystanders who found themselves forever changed by that Sunday night.

Pidge Callaghan