It is delicious again in Los Angeles. This was not the case just days ago. You may have read about the fires. The city was dry to the bone all week from a maddening heat wave. At first, the mornings provided respite before the afternoon peak. By the end of the week, however, we’d reach 100 degrees—and reached it by 10am. Doing anything was rather difficult. Really, you wanted to lie naked on your bed with the AC on full blast. Stumble through it, though, we did.
Wednesday night we escaped into the night for another turn at The Bootleg Theater, which is becoming a second home. Our good friends in Young Mister were back again and put on heart-tugging show. Great seeing friends amid great music in one of my fave places to see it.
We immediately turned the AC on when we got home.
Friday, we moved in some of our favorite people now ex-Bostonians and new Angelenos: Jilly and Danny. The RV made its way to LA in one piece, with life in the form of possessions inside and needing to be moved into their new home. After they were properly moved in we headed downtown to meet my cousin Monica and friends at the opening of Broken Shaker. Six of us at a time were herded into this historical elevator (no more than six!) and taken up to the roof to be seated next to the pool. It was a Miami expat reunion. It’s amazing the amount of folks from Miami we meet here. Same goes for Boston, really. Our tribe gets bigger!
The heat went on into Saturday. If you’ve been following us on Instagram, you’ll have noticed we’ve scheduled writing and demoing sessions for Saturday afternoons. Nothing else happens. Only The Work. It’s dedicated time to practice the craft. It was also hot as balls. We moved all the recording gear into the bedroom where the AC is. We had to keep shutting it on and off for vocals, but did our best and made progress. The damn AC is loud as hell. My kingdom for central air!
Sunday was brilliant, really. In addition to working creatively through Saturday afternoons we’ve also implemented a no work of any kind on Sunday rule. We have a tendency to work all week long without notice, so this is a much needed thing. We’ve even decided to go out and do fun stuff! Of course, I’m gathering writing material while I’m out doing said fun stuff, but that’s acceptable. So on Sunday, when the heat again became unbearable, we took off to the LACMA to take in some art. Spent a couple of hours there and surprisingly I enjoyed the contemporary art room more than anything else. Contemporary art and me don’t always see eye to eye, but maybe I was always looking at the wrong stuff. It would have seemed so on Sunday. Beautiful thought-provoking stuff in there. Aside from that there was also a painting I fell in love with called The Magdalen With the Smoking Flame by Georges de la Tour. Stunning thing. Had to sit and look at it for a while.
The temps had finally started to come down by 4pm and the cloud coverage was helping. Those clouds were getting darker and darker. I was sitting on the sofa with the windows open and I heard the rain coming down hard. Amazing. A strong L.A. rain. You could even smell it before it came down. It didn’t last very long. It reminded me very much of thunderstorms in Miami.
After the storm, we met up with Charles, his girlfriend Kim, and his mom Charlene for dinner at The Dresden. This place is kind of amazing. It’s one part lounge and one part dining room, and they really have both the seedier and fine dining experiences covered from both ends. They filmed Swingers in there and probably a bunch of other things. Worth checking out if you’re in town.
Mixing is still in progress. Mixes are coming in and we’re turning around notes as fast as we can. Hoping to have this new record mixed and mastered by end of the month and then we’ll see what’s what. Meeting up about the FOOL VR video soon too and hoping to make progress on that, so we can release it.
On the what have I been reading, watching, and listening to front: The LA Times, Barry Miles’ Many Years From Now on Paul McCartney, and Ray Bradbury’s Yestermorrow have all been on my night stand or end table. I’m in love with the new Nicole Atkins record and the new Wildling EP, as well as a regular Beatles soundtrack while reading the Barry Miles book. Really love the new Mynabirds LP Be Here Now. The latest Hurray for the Riff Raff record gets multiple spins and I fall for it more and more each time. Saw The Invitation and Supermensch: The Legend of Shep Gordon on Netflix and both are worth the watch. You’re the Worst is actually the best in terms of TV. That’s on Hulu.
In other news, I’m gutted to hear about the decision to repeal DACA. This is the only country any of those kids have ever known and to send them back to a place they have no tangible connection to is cruel. Our own economy will suffer greatly as a result. Money spent on deporting people would be better spent on hurricane relief. (I’ve had flood dreams all week. Another hurricane is coming and will be hitting Florida). The Trump administration, whether through recent ICE policies or now with the repeal of DACA, has declared its distaste and intolerance of Latinos. For someone who identifies as American first and Cuban second, this is a great insult and an unveiled declaration to the entire Latinx community. In my view, an attack on one Latinx community in this country is an attack on us all. Maybe not everyone sees it that way, but that’s their bother and their loss.