SOUTH!
It's now Thursday, November 5th and we head off for Los Angeles around 10:30, newly revivified ( to a certain extent) by our downtime in San Francisco.
We make excellent time, shooting past the usual landmarks in California's vast Central Valley. The windmills. The sad and massive beef cattle holding pens of Harris Ranch--which some locals with a dark comic bent refer to as,"Cowshwitz".
We also see a cloud shaped like a giant crab
I have made this trip many times with True Margrit-- and also many times with my former bandmates in Sparrows Point
On one such trip we went to Magic Mountain...today it is looking foreboding in the dusk...
At 4:15 we arrive at our hostess, Lynn's, fancy abode in Grenada Hills. I jump in the shower then we jump back in the car & head to Hollywood. We get to MOLLY MALONE's while King Washington is soundchecking. These guys sing like TOTAL angels. Wow!
We are using the club's drums and bass rig so, Andrew just puts up his cymbals/snare, Gary his bass & of course I get my trusty lusty keyboard up onstage. Soon enough our friends, fans, and family are arriving and it's time to rock. The sound is super duper clear, so we can all hear each other and play EVEN better than usual. Ahhhhhh, fun.
After the show we are VERY HUNGRY & our beloved Canter's Deli is SO CLOSE! Off we go--that is, the members of True Margrit + Gary's compatriot Gary Mollica (aka Nervo) from the infamous Berkeley band, THE JARS
My friends, I lived in West Hollywood briefly, quite near Canter's. But I was a vegetarian at the time, so I never got the Reuben back then, But now...now.
We make excellent time, shooting past the usual landmarks in California's vast Central Valley. The windmills. The sad and massive beef cattle holding pens of Harris Ranch--which some locals with a dark comic bent refer to as,"Cowshwitz".
We also see a cloud shaped like a giant crab
I have made this trip many times with True Margrit-- and also many times with my former bandmates in Sparrows Point
On one such trip we went to Magic Mountain...today it is looking foreboding in the dusk...
At 4:15 we arrive at our hostess, Lynn's, fancy abode in Grenada Hills. I jump in the shower then we jump back in the car & head to Hollywood. We get to MOLLY MALONE's while King Washington is soundchecking. These guys sing like TOTAL angels. Wow!
We are using the club's drums and bass rig so, Andrew just puts up his cymbals/snare, Gary his bass & of course I get my trusty lusty keyboard up onstage. Soon enough our friends, fans, and family are arriving and it's time to rock. The sound is super duper clear, so we can all hear each other and play EVEN better than usual. Ahhhhhh, fun.
After the show we are VERY HUNGRY & our beloved Canter's Deli is SO CLOSE! Off we go--that is, the members of True Margrit + Gary's compatriot Gary Mollica (aka Nervo) from the infamous Berkeley band, THE JARS
My friends, I lived in West Hollywood briefly, quite near Canter's. But I was a vegetarian at the time, so I never got the Reuben back then, But now...now.
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