This Summer has been an absolute doozy. First? A few weeks back I was blessed to have gotten pretty tore up from a bad door-ing on Hollywood Blvd by a bro in a silver Mercedes (plates 5SUG851), who was more concerned about running in a black Macbook to a store than the fact that he hit a biker. Moreover, what little pleasure happened last night? Said bike–after $200 worth of repairs–was stolen while I was in a class on Melrose at Gardner. What a delightful series of bike events that have been coming our way this Summer! This being said, we’ve learned a great deal about dealing with bike trouble and we wanted to share important things you need to know about handling the situation, should you face these circumstances.
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If you pressed this music lover to name the best (and, sadly, all too underappreciated) singer-songwriter alive and working today, he would name without hesitation, the impressive Andrew Bird. A bold statement, especially when music is such a subjective, personal experience. Bird’s performance this Sunday at the Greek Theater served only to further cement this notion.
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For whatever reason, it seems like collage artists are having a bit of a renaissance. Maybe we’ve not been paying attention to the technique, maybe it’s a result of being able to cut and paste on computers: no idea. Artists are making some really exciting pieces now and it has been seen everywhere from Made In L.A. to Carl E. Smith to UC Riverside to the work of our own cover boy of the week, Kevin Appel. It’s an exciting moment for the technique, especially in relationship to Los Angeles. Another voice in this conversation? Gordon Magnin, a contemporary collage artist whose work is very stylish and very witty.
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Rachel and Marisa of Otherwild really are putting the art in Artisan’s Patio, the quirky little shopping complex their store is a part of. Yesterday they held a dance/food/fashion program entitled Tea Dance Taste Test Trunk Show, a combination of three very different disciplines that attracted a cool audience–and lots of curious tourists. We had no idea what to expect but, somehow, everything was quite as expected: a delightful collision of cultures and communities brought together in Hollywood.
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Rhonda, gurl. It’s been a long time. Last time me and you hung out was–I don’t know–in June 2010? I think that’s right. It was some party you had at El Cid and your boy Juan Maclean was putting on a show. It was sweaty and there were Jell-O shots and I think I fit in but I don’t think I did but I had fun despite not having the strength to stay up to 4AM partying. You know how to party, gurl.
Friday was a reunion for us, Rhonda. Some of my girls and I decided we were going to see what you were up to as you brought one of my favorite bands to Los Angeles, Still Going. We had no idea what to expect since it had been such a long time but, as you are, you are anything but disappointing. We had a ball: you are the baddest bitch in town. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise, gurl.
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