And like my other Blogging.la compatriot Frazgo, I love finding old and/or unique vehicles on the road, or in this case at the head of the Sunset-Hollywood used car lot, appropriately named because it sits literally right there at the vortex of Sunset and Hollywood Boulevard. Here she is snapped by my bikecam, as I found her returning home from my mid-day snack:
A little further down the road I also had to stop to pixelize this well-lighted fellow on Sanborn just south of Sunset:
Waters, the legendary filmmaker (Pink Flamingos, Hairspray, Cry-Baby, Pecker, among others) is on a book tour promoting the paperback release of Role Models, his essays about people he finds inspiring. Subjects range from Tennessee Williams and Johnny Mathis to Manson Family member Leslie Van Houten.
This is bound to be a fascinating (and funny) evening. Get your tickets now, and I’ll see you there.
What: John Waters in conversation with Jeff Garlin. Where: Largo at the Coronet, 366 N. La Cienega Blvd., Los Angeles When: Wednesday, 4 May 2011. 8:00pm.
Tickets available online.
Arrive early. You don’t want to miss a moment. By the way, if you’ve never been to Largo, it’s important to remember the rules; they’re pretty strict about them. No late entry, no cell phones/texting, no photos, no talking. Break the rules and you’ll likely be given the boot. Follow the rules and you’ll likely have a delightful evening.
I’m not one of those Angelinos who will claim that our literary culture rivals that of New York (sorry people, it just doesn’t–we can still love LA and concede secondary status on pizza and publishers). Nonetheless, we do have a pretty vibrant community of writers and readers. I’ve written about Chaparral and What Books Press here before, and I’m always happy to see news of a new journal or press.
On that note, The Rattling Wall is set to launch this month, and the inaugural issue looks delightful with offerings from Albert Reyes, Tony Hoagland, James Frey, and Neal Pollack, among others. They’re having a release party at the Hammer a week from tomorrow. If Hoagland were reading, I’d be there in a heartbeat, but alas he is not. Nonetheless,the slate is full of talent: Joseph Mattson, Michelle Meyering, James Greer, Neal Pollack, Allison Burnett, Stacey Waite, Eloise Klein Healy, Sam Dunn, Matthew Zapruder, Lou Mathews. It should be a great reading.
UPDATE: If you’re interested in learning more about bees and colony collapse disorder, you should head to one of the Laemmle Theaters this weekend to see VANISHING OF THE BEES, a new documentary on that very subject. It’s narrated by Ellen Page, who I’m pretty sure I saw in Whole Foods once, so I have a personal interest in this film.
Let’s face it: Honeybees are jerks. They fly around your face, buzzing and buzzing, trying to get you to swat them so they have a legally bulletproof excuse to sting you. They’re the Nelson Muntzes of the animal kingdom. If they were bigger than us and had hands, they’d constantly be imploring us to Stop Hitting Ourselves. So when you find a beehive on your property, your first reaction might be to call in Seal Team Six.
But wait. Little snots that they are, honeybees play a valuable role in the natural environment. They provide free, natural pollination to commercial crops, valued in the billions of dollars. They also produce honey, without which we would not have the hilarious adventures of Winnie-the-Pooh. So it’s important to maintain the bee population, particularly in light of their recent decline in population.
Last Friday my friend took me out to a fantastic little place for Happy Hour nestled next to the Van Nuys Airport called The 94th Aero Squadron. As we’re driving through an industrial park to get there I’m a little leery but when we pull into the parking lot there’s a bi-plane parked in the front yard of a beautiful ivy covered building. Completely out of place from were we’ve just been driving and totally takes me off-guard. We walk into the place and it’s covered in old war paraphernalia like a TGIF out of the middle of a World War. When you walk up to the bar there are giant windows overlooking the runway. And by that I mean you’re about 100 feet from the planes taking off and landing. Sadly it was a super windy day ad the planes were taking off from the opposite end of the field. My friend said she got totally star-struck when Larry Flynt’s plane taxi’d by their table the week before ;-) I saw a few Coast Guard Blackhawk’s taking of and what looked to be a Russian Mig rolling around.
Like I said it was Happy Hour so we dug into the free noshables and ordered the GIANT appetizer sampler platter while we downed our cabernets and margaritas. There were just 3 of us total and it completely filled us all up to stuffing. OMG, the coconut shrimp were AMAZING! After a few glasses of wine my friend went over and chatted up an old guy at the “Pilot’s Only” table, which turns out actually is for pilots only. The staff was great and the vibe was chill. Before we left our waitress told me to go check out the banquet room which was made up like a blown out house overlooking the back patio where a band was just getting settled in for a long night of cover tunes. I’ll be going back there quite a bit I for-see. Definitely a hidden gem in the valley.
Years ago we bought a corner hutch that has to go for a variety of reasons. Primary is its ugly and doesn’t fit with our current style. We’ve looked all over for a suitable cabinet, bookshelf or table to put there and have had no luck. Putting in plant material doesn’ interest us for that corner. We’ve been all over in furniture stores in the SGV and even went out as far as Ontario looking and found NOTHING.
I am looking for a furniture/cabinet maker that can make a simple 4 legged round table about 4 feet tall to put into the corner. It would need to have the feel of something like the 40’s modern look-clean lines no ornamentation. We’d want it in a dark wood color. It would not be big as the corner is 2 foot by 2 foot. Does anyone have anyone they can recommend for such a job? If so leave me a note and I’ll get back to you for their contact info or have them contact me direct at frazgo at mail dot com. Thanks in advance for your help.
Suddenly I see this is where I want to be… right here in the front row of KT Tunstall’s ** The Solo Show ** with Charlie Mars & Miggs (**Update, Meiko has been added to the line-up!) at the El Rey on Monday May 9th.
Clearly the anthem for any working girl that’s dealt with her own Devil in Prada, I know I had her song in every single one of my playlists. Plus I’ve heard “black horse and the cherry tree” is something that can only truly be appreciated live. And now’s your chance to see her! Thanks to our friends at Goldenvoice, I’ve got a pair of tickets for some lucky Blogging.LA readers.
So leave a note in the comment section below with your favorite Devil Wears Prada moment and I’ll pick a reader at random to get a pair of tickets for Monday’s show! The contest ends Friday May 6th at noon PST. Tickets are gone!
Walking back to the car from the Silent Movie Theater/Cinefamily Friday night after a midnight showing of RAMMBOCK (a strangely pacifistic German zombie movie that’s almost a chick flick except for the brain-eating), we passed this sort of amazing example of tagging. I don’t know whose van this is–it was parked on Fairfax right around Melrose–but it’s such a sad sight I couldn’t even muster up any schadenfreude. I want to believe this is the product of a bad break-up or a debt unpaid or even a psycho roommate. To have this just happen randomly while you’re out to dinner somehow seems even worse. So I’m sending a shout out to you, Loser-Mobile Dude; whoever you are, I feel for you.
I spotted “Beautify the Mundane” written into a chainlink fence on my way to coffee at Sabor y Cultura up near Hollywood and Western, and it made me smile. It’s written on the fence around a Project Angel Food community garden. And while I totally concur that we should beautify the mundane, I would add an addendum: we should also try to find beauty in the mundane. I’m always trying to explain to people that I can’t see Los Angeles as the concrete wasteland that it has an unfortunate and unfair reputation for being; and that even if it is, I think there’s beauty to be found in cracks in the concrete.
So anyhow – it’s spring and the jacarandas are blooming on my block, and they’ve inspired me to try to be less cynical, so help me out and let me know: what do you think are the most under-appreciated and beautiful places in Los Angeles?
And a shout out, too, to Project Angel Food – I don’t know if they’re responsible for the writing on the fence (I assume they probably are), but they’re a group that definitely helps make the city more beautiful, by providing meals to AIDS and HIV patients all over the LA region.