1. Wednesday, June 28, 2006

    i get a lot of ideas when ive been drinking. 

    thats why im in favor of it.

    last night i got a few ideas about running a good dance club. first thing, you must have gogo dancers. and if youre going to have go go dancers, let one of the stages be for people doing the robot.

    karisa could be on one of those go go stages, but not everyone should, but who doesnt want to? but if one of the stages was for the robot, all you’d have to be able to do is fit into the costume. charge people $20 a song and youve got a nice little cash-cow up in that shit.

    i was also noticing some of the healthier sistas in the club. many of these young women could really dance. much better than some of their skinnier friends. one of the go go stages should be for clubgoers who get picked out from the floor. so if you have four stages you can have two for the hot typical chicks, one for the robot and one for the amateurs. and the money that comes from the robot stage can go to the paid gogo girls and everyones happy.

    tonight im going to two concerts. wesley workman was really good opening for tsar and his label has been very good to me with tickets so im gonna go check him out at the viper room before going across the street for the Arthur Lee benefit.

    not only is is a great cause since the money goes to Arthur’s medical bills as he fights leukemia, but i also get to see my buddy Mike from Baby Lemonade who has been touring with Lee as a guitarist in Love for years.

    for years Mike worked at the wilshire Moby Disc in santa monica. the other day i was talking with Jon Regardie from the downtown news and Joseph Mailander from the Martini Republic about the death of record stores in los angeles, especially on the westside.

    two of the record stores i forgot to mention was i bought some of my favorite records in the 80s at mr. record on wilshire over by 28th i think, and i forgot to mention moby disc where mike and rusty would always turn me on to the best shit in the place.

    at school the joke was that there were three black dudes at ucsb who werent on the basketball team and they all loved the replacements. me, monty luke, and mike.

    yesterday i went shopping for hours. it was terrible. i hate buying clothes for myself especially when theres a time limit involved. i hate time limits. then i got lost and couldnt figure out where i parked my car.

    i took a lot of pictures