1. Tuesday, November 27, 2012

    let the hollow points commence to pop pop pop 

    next month is the 20th anniversary of The Chronic.

    even though i felt i had been there forever, 20 years ago i was still new to the xbi

    so they sent me to new orleans for some, uh, training.

    jeanine and i were super in love so i brought her, against their wishes

    but whatevs, everything worked out. and today jeanine reminisced on facebook

    I’m finally getting caught up on my LA Weekly reading, re: “The Making of the Chronic” article. Somewhere there exists a VHS tape of me n’ Tony on a Spring Break vay-cay, in the one and only town of Gretna, LA, on our way to the French Quarter, listening to Dr. Dre’s just-released album. During the course of eight days,we had Popeye’s Chicken, tried Hurricanes and muffalettas for the first time, went to that restaurant where they filmed the Folger’s Coffee commercial, ate beignets at Cafe Du Monde, and in the midst of many downright tropical rainstorms, found a killer guitar shop that had a super awesome Herb Ellis ES-165 Gibson, vintage sunburst (I think) that I actually got to play for a while, a la Joe Pass style. Throughout, we agreed that The Chronic was a totally freakin’ awesome album.

    today she told me the nicest thing:

    we’ve known each other longer than we havent known each other

    humble brag: a few years ago Geoff Boucher took me to meet Dr. Dre and Jimmy Iovine. apparently they had decided that they were going to get into the headphones business. beats by dre or something crazy. they wanted geoff to listen to them. so he brought me.

    i got to meet everyone, i listened to the headphones. i handed them over to geoff

    and then i took this picture:

    proof that real life is often stonier than the green stuff.

    sometimes moreso in retrospect.