Blog: Dumb Nostalgia

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sure did have fun with blonde redhead last week...

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vacation. badwater basin. 282 feet below sea level.

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famous for a day

It's been a bit quiet here lately. I guess that I've been away, swimming and adventuring away from this big, old city, and generally getting certain things in order, and relishing in the disarray of others. I'm here sometimes when there are things to say. Lately not.

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I spent the better part of last week soaking up the Midwestern summer in Indiana. I was faced with a long, sleepless night of travel, and greeted by the smiling face of a great uncle who I had never known. I stood on the grave of my great-great grandmother. I walked through the grass on the old family farm. It was both deeply meaningful and eerily psychedelic all at once. These are some thoughts without words since those are often the best kind. [...]

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It was a good day filled with ripe avocados, abundant sunshine, terrible horror movies and excellent bookstore finds. In spite of that, I'm off to the vacant Midwest to take some pictures and give my little sister a high five. Back soon.

I'm back in LA after being here and there for a few weeks. It was nice to be away. It's been nice being back. I'm not really moved either way. Last week we drove up to Big Sur to see Yo LA Tengo at The Henry Miller Library. Nothing is ever bad in that magical little spot off the 1. The show itself was a little slow and low for my liking, and most of the golden oldies that I happened to be in the proper psychological mindset to enjoy were confounded by the addition of an avant garde horn [...]

The brown angels are a gang of miscreants with a keen knowledge of photoshop, access to affordable sticker printing, and lots and lots of frequent flier miles. The black angels are a psychedelic rock band from austin, texas. Last week two worlds collided, and fun was had. That's really all that needs to be said.

I'm freshly back from Mexico, but I'm heading up to Big Sur for Yo La Tengo, Henry Miller, some hot springs and some photography. Not a bad collision of events at all. I'll see you in a week or so.

Some friends and I hiked up Coldwater Canyon last night to check out the full moon. It was well worth the death-defying drive down Mulholland, and the stumble through the woods. Just a little wind in the sails.