yesterday your pal todd wrote this on his facebook wall:
To anyone who thinks L.A. is a decent place to live, please, come to Hollywood on Halloween night, and you will see the essence of this city at its most distilled. I’m surprised I even made it home. There were three fist-fights on my car on the Red Line, when a Mexican family boarded the train, with two kids in strollers and a 6-8 year old, half the car chanted “GREEN CARD!” for THREE stops, and when an Asian couple dared step on, half the car chanted “FUCK ASIANS” for a stop and a half. Home sweet home.
todd lives in a slightly different part of hollywood than i do.
its two subway stops north
and yet this year he witnessed a murder on my beloved red line and now this.
todd is a be-speckled sensitive man.
he’s also one of the finest music writers in the land.
he deserves better.
one day he will have better.
hollywood goes through different stages. when i first moved here in the mid 80s
hollywood blvd was a cruisin zone on weekend nights.
just cars and people driving slow on purpose to check everyone else out.
after a while it got super dingy
and now its in its post-comeback mode
hollywood has a crust to it and youve gotta enjoy that crust
or you’re gonna hate it all.
i like it so much i jog in it in the middle of the night to bear witness.
hollywood is a hollywood movie
made for tv.