Tucson. Late 1980s. Two musicians. One band. A lifetime supply of bad fucking ideas. Tales of Tucson is a loud, obscene, darkly funny coming-of-age novel about two musicians who form a band, play the local bars, drink too much, chase sex, flirt with crime, and repeatedly prove they have no business being left unsupervised. Set in the scorched, beer-soaked chaos of Tucson, Arizona, the book follows two friends as they stumble through gigs, rehearsals, hangovers, busted relationships, and schemes that always sound smarter the night before. They want music. They want women. They want freedom. What they get is trouble. Between dive bars, bedrooms, back rooms, and moments they absolutely should've walked away from, the Herberts learn the hard way that youth is just another word for thinking consequences are for other people. This book is about:Playing in bands that may or may not suck Sex, ego, and spectacularly bad judgment Bars, bedrooms, and petty criminal detours Friendship under pressure And the fine line between fun and "what the hell were we thinking?" Written with sharp humor, zero restraint, and a refusal to clean things up for polite company, Tales of Tucson captures the reckless joy of being young, broke, horny, and convinced you're invincible. This is not a wholesome nostalgia trip. It's explicit. It's messy. It's funny as hell. And it tells the truth. Perfect for readers who like their fiction irreverent, music-soaked, and unafraid to cross lines. Fans of Charles Bukowski, John Fante, early Tom Robbins, and stories about bands, booze, and bad decisions will feel right at home. If you ever played in a band, pushed your luck, or look back on your younger self and think, Jesus Christ, how did I survive that? - this book is for you. Content Warning (or Promise): This book contains explicit language, sex, substance abuse, reckless behavior, bad decisions, questionable morals, and occasional criminal detours. If you prefer your fiction polite, wholesome, or well-behaved, this is your exit ramp.