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If you have wandered around the Venice Boardwalk of late, you will have noticed a new addition to the riotous landscape. Crammed between a couple of tattoo parlors on the boardwalk between Horizon & Wave Crest, lurks a heavy curtained, narrow doorway emblazoned with, â€˜Venice Freak Show.â€™ Although the Spruiker, who stands at his podium out the front, endeavors to lure you behind the curious curtain for a peek at the freaks, one could argue that a freak show is going on gratis, right there on the pavement. But for a measly $3, who wouldnâ€™t want to satisfy their curiosity? I had pedaled... (more)
On Friday the 9th of February, 2007, like the King announcing a Royal Competition, open to any man across the Kingdom who can catch and slay the mystery beast who has been terrorizing the villagers and slaying the livestock, flamboyant English entrepreneur Sir Richard Branson announced a $25 million U.S. dollar prize to any individual or group who can come up with a method of reducing carbon dioxide emissions by one billion tons per year for ten years. Accompanied at his press conference by Al Gore, former Vice President of the United States and Crispin Tickell - a former British diplomat - they... (more)
It's 9:30pm on Friday, February 2nd, and I am outside the legendary, Los Angeles music venue "The Troubadour," waiting to see the somewhat obscure, Canadian, singer/ songwriter, Ron Sexsmith.
Opened in 1957, The Troubadour has a rich, contemporary musical history, helping to launch such greats (earlier in their careers), as Tom Waits, Elton John and James Taylor. A music lover's venue, this legendary site is a medium-sized, intimate space for those who wish to truly listen to music and enjoy a performance that seems as though it is just for them. It is an uncharacteristically warm... (more)
It was cold, very cold. On a quiet, weekday morning I stood on the side of a lonely highway, shifting my weight from one foot to the other in a little jig, rubbing my gloved hands together, watching cross-eyed over the point of my nose as my exhaled spirit transformed into mist. I was headed west from the city of Nice in the South of France, up into the Pyrenees, on the French/ Spanish frontier.
At eighteen years old I was suffering just the right amount of financial neediness, recklessness and youthful faith in immortality, to find hitch hiking the perfect combination of extreme sport... (more)
In the early hours of the morning, on the other side of the city, a man enjoying deep, REM sleep is woken brutally at gun-point by five men, dressed in balaclavas and fatigues. They are his friends. A classroom filled with Japanese men watch a DVD of a fellow English-language student, reading poorly from an English language children's text. When one of them laughs, he is commanded to kneel on all fours and is caned on the derriere. This is Japanese television. Often completely bewildering, shocking and hysterically funny to us in the Western world, it is silly, wildly, politically incorrect,... (more)
I have sort of a secret. Itâ€™s a DVD case in the likeness of a ladybeetle that used to be hidden at the very back of the closet. Inside this DVD case is a collection of deeply embarrassing movies. Unable to balance their perception of me with the confusing, new, seemingly out-of-character information theyâ€™ve discovered, most acquaintances recoil in horror once they discover my secret. I actually read the entire, silent progression on their faces, from registration of what is going on, to shock, to deep and probing analysis â€“ a desperate search for some kind of meaning â€“ to pity, to dismissal... (more)
Australia day, celebrated on January 26th is fast approaching and all around Los Angeles, â€˜Gâ€™day L.A.â€™ events are in motion. Australia Day commemorates the landing of the First Fleet in Sydney Cove in 1788 and is our official, national day - despite continuing to be shrouded with controversy. L.A. hosts â€˜Australia Weekâ€™ from the 11th to the 20th of January, in the lead up to the big day. It showcases all things Australian from food, wine, film, arts, lifestyle, trade and investment to indigenous culture and tourism. Events are scattered across the city (and country), with Bristol Farms... (more)
It was sometime in 1996 and I was having coffee back home in Australia, with a friend who had just returned from a trip to Los Angeles. As we flipped through what would now almost be considered retro her photo album, I came across a shot of a tall, striking-looking man dressed in a white robe, wearing a white turban, broad smile and an electric guitar. "Who's that?:, I inquired. "Oh, this famous, street performer guy on the Venice Beach boardwalk," she said. For years afterward, I would come across photos of him in the photo albums of friends as far away as London, Tokyo, Stockholm and Paris,... (more)
At four oâ€™clock in the afternoon, it was 30 Fahrenheit and my FiancÃ© and I were looking for somewhere warm to sit, drink some wine and conduct our personal Scrabble tournament. We set our sights on the quaint cottage-cum-cafÃ© that weâ€™d noticed earlier on the main street in town. As we weaved through the tall Pines and Cedars, leaving our foot prints in the perfectly white and fluffy snow, Hennessey â€“ our rental cabin ownerâ€™s adorable mutt - trailing us with her ball, we spotted the chimney smoke of CafÃ© Aroma, promising a roaring log fire; the perfect setting for a serious Scrabble... (more)
And the angles sang, â€œHallelujah! Hallelujah!â€ At least, sitting there atop Eagle Rock, under endless blue skies, the Pacific Ocean sparkling far off on the horizon, eagles soaring in an aerial acrobatics display â€“ all seemingly just for me - I could have sworn they did. Communing with nature is vital to my well being. And you can commune with nature within half an hourâ€™s drive from the City of Los Angeles. The quiet of the wilderness is not necessarily everyoneâ€™s ideal, but I am sure that I am not alone in my need to escape city life from time to time for a dose of fresh air, peace,... (more)