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  1. Monday, August 26, 2019

    everything is more than zero 

    ive lived in LA so long and ive met so many people but

    im still a stranger and i havent met you and you and you and you

    in the 80s i met a guy who ended up in brett easton ellis’s book shortly after he met me

    not only did he meet me but he “borrowed” some of my clothes and left behind his super expensive threads.

    i have kissed the prettiest girls. earned money in the fanciest homes. heard the best stories and written a few.

    im thinking about starting an instagram about my neighborhood. i am thinking about every day going out and talking to just one person and either taking their picture or video taping it. even though video tape doesnt exist any more.

    so much doesnt exist. even people. which is why i really need to document them.

    sure theres humans of new york but and no offense but fuck new york. new york is the exception to all the rules. it may as well be a planet in another solar system.

    LA though is different. so different. and hollywood even more so.

    you drive around LA and into other counties. the further the better. and then you come back to this one and it dawns on you “how can anyone afford to live here?” how do they do it. which is im sure what you can say about NY too but fuck NY. why snow? why rain? why the yankees?

    in a million years why the yankees?

    but LA is the american dream. LA is where dreams come true is the best part. LA is where No Cal and Mexico french kiss on a balcony at 12:31am on the last night of summer.

    new york doesnt even have summer.

    his name was atif.

  2. Friday, July 6, 2018
  3. Monday, June 5, 2017

    took amber to the elvis costello show last night at the greek 

    they’ve got the best uber and lyft pick up spot in LA

    it’s right where it should be, and there’s a back road that will get you in and out of it.

    i wanna kiss and hug whoever put it there but im afraid to even talk about it too much

    because i know once they realize what a good thing they have,

    someone will take it away.

    we ate at the best fish taco in ensenada which  the girls at my work dont like

    but i love.

    in fact after we got out shrimp and fish tacos and sat outside

    i had to run back in for some napkins.

    and i saw the owner. and i said, “delicious as always.”

    and he said, “thanks for saying that”

    and he meant it.

    got a lyft and told the dude how to roll up the hill and we did

    and got there like in no time.

    the greek is such the perfect size it’s crazy.

    one thing i wasn’t thrilled about was they no longer sell Pink’s hotdogs there.

    so i bought a $14 beer and out of protest did not return for a nightcap.

    then right before Alison started, i ordered a Lyft

    and we met him in the lot and before you could say

    whatssofunnyaboutpeaceloveandunderstanding

    we were deep in los feliz.

  4. Monday, April 4, 2016

    saw elvis costello play at the ace in downtown 

    elvis costelloseen elvis play maybe 8-10 times? but never saw a show at the remodeled united artists theater and mama mia is that place killer

    i originally bought a pair of tickets the day they went on sale, but they were terrible and no one jumped out and said take me take me so i sold them saturday and bought a single ticket in the third row balcony

    took a lyft over. driver was indian. super nice guy but horrible driver. says he lives deep in the inland empire but he always gets one ride that takes him into LA and then hes stuck here.

    so he drives around until he gets to downtown and then hopes some asian guy wants to go to san gabriel, but he can also get unlucky and a tourist wants to go to the beach

    he said he wasnt going to risk his luck and said as soon as he dropped me off he was heading home.

    elvis had a big fake tv behind him. most of the show it was just him solo with one of his dozen guitars. he played on the piano a little too.

    i gotta say, as much as i love him, i always thought that he was a weak instrumentalist but after this show im glad to say i was wrong wrong wrong. he was perfectly good all by himself on guitar or piano and added with his incredible vocal range it was quite a treat.

    wisely he brought opening act Megan and Rebecca Lovell of the Larkin Poe to accompany on a generous amount of numbers. one was on mandolin played like a rhythm guitar the other on a type of lap steel that emitted some haunting leads

    their background singing were lovely and it spiced up the presentation a tad harking back memories of when Prince played with those twins a few years back

    the best moments were when Elvis moved away from the mic and the amplifiers and just sang to the crowd within the perfectly acoustic 90 year old theater

    everyone hushed up as one of the finest songwriters with one of the best voices

    cried out to the full house

    who loved every second of it.

    that starkness, intimateness, that Jungian throwback to the campfire or the cliffside

    it was so raw so natural and the type of thing you can only do with a great song

    elvis played like four encores, many with the girls

    i ran into broome, brendon and kpcc’s alex cohen.

    the couple in front of me couldnt stop talking or moving. i know it was a concert, but come on.

    afterwards i avoided the mob scene of ubers and the one taco stand, walked a few blocks. weather was perfect. like a summer night. found an empty taco truck got two tacos and ate them right there.

    took a lyft home. mexican guy. he complained how someone wiped his hotdog fingers with ketchup all over his seats and how another lady spilled her red bull and lyft wouldnt pay.

    i said, no food or drinks in the ride, g. and he looked at me like i was an a martian.