Hammer Museum, 10899 Wilshire Blvd, Los Angeles, CA
Friday nights in the Hammer Museum are happy parties. Tonight there was a cash bar with artsy clientele waiting in line to get a buzz before the show begins. A well-known art consultant passed by with a “pedo smile”, which is very unusual in L.A; on the other hand, maybe not. Dr. Spock showed up, he is not alien to us, actually, he is a regular in the world of art. While I am making myself comfortable and marking my territory, a Terrier dog is treated as human by everyone around it. The music begins and now the happy party becomes magical. Lyn Foulkes seduces our ears with music notes that come from the notorious instrument he created. As he keeps the rhythm going, Mr. Norton Wisdom absorbed lots of inspiration by the music. While he was painting, we watched a nice dance performed by his hands. He gave birth to all sort of paintings. He kept changing the art pieces to different forms, faces, personalities, colors, etc. It was a beautiful thing to observe. I cannot imagine life without creative people. They intoxicate us with their beauty. I was naturally high by the atmosphere, all night long my friend Gabriela was smiling. Unfortunately, it was late for me but everyone else seemed to think that the night was still young. I left with a happy memory and a good story to write.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Boogie Bar
The Canyon, 28912 Roadside Dr, Agoura Hills, CA
This bar is huge! There are two bars in this gigantic place, one on the left side of the room and the second on the right side. In the middle of the room, there is a stage for live concerts. The decor is all about the music and musicians. On the walls hang guitars and pictures of music icons like Bob Dylan, The Rolling Stones and other famous bands. As I approached the bar, Gus, the bartender was very helpful and funny. Tonight, the Lakers were playing the Denver Nuggets so lots of basketball fans were hanging nearby. A couple asked for drinks, and although the guy knew immediately what he wanted to drink, his girlfriend was still indecisive. Gus asked her: what can I get you? And she said: I’m still looking! Her response sounded very angry. Gus was quick to reply: Wow, you deserved a shot! I couldn’t help but to laugh out loud. My friend, Lisa, is a musician. Tonight, she played with her band, Bella Dona, a tribute to Fleetwood Mac. Later on, a second band called Boogie Knights played: featuring (of course) disco music. The Canyon is a place to go to forget your problems. It has a touch of magic. All night long, I heard good music, I watched people dancing, drinking, and smiling. I had a blast! People weren’t shy, so strangers were talking and dancing with me. Soon enough, I had met lots of people who shared one thing in common: a good hangout bar.
This bar is huge! There are two bars in this gigantic place, one on the left side of the room and the second on the right side. In the middle of the room, there is a stage for live concerts. The decor is all about the music and musicians. On the walls hang guitars and pictures of music icons like Bob Dylan, The Rolling Stones and other famous bands. As I approached the bar, Gus, the bartender was very helpful and funny. Tonight, the Lakers were playing the Denver Nuggets so lots of basketball fans were hanging nearby. A couple asked for drinks, and although the guy knew immediately what he wanted to drink, his girlfriend was still indecisive. Gus asked her: what can I get you? And she said: I’m still looking! Her response sounded very angry. Gus was quick to reply: Wow, you deserved a shot! I couldn’t help but to laugh out loud. My friend, Lisa, is a musician. Tonight, she played with her band, Bella Dona, a tribute to Fleetwood Mac. Later on, a second band called Boogie Knights played: featuring (of course) disco music. The Canyon is a place to go to forget your problems. It has a touch of magic. All night long, I heard good music, I watched people dancing, drinking, and smiling. I had a blast! People weren’t shy, so strangers were talking and dancing with me. Soon enough, I had met lots of people who shared one thing in common: a good hangout bar.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Friday, May 22, 2009
The Last Frontier
Kings Eddy’s Saloon, 131 W. 5th street, Los Angeles
That bar is the last frontier, Oyster for $1.00, boiled eggs for .25 cents and beers for $2.00. The people there are classic drunks. The vagrants that paced behind asked them every so often for a dollar so they too may drink. There is a little smoking area that it is up to your own risk to go into it. My friend was brave enough to go, he came back with a pale face, and he said that a woman just grabbed his “goods”; maybe she needed one dollar or some change for some affordable entertainment. Victor, the bartender is unfazed by this kind of behavior from his clientele. His manners and fast service make it seem almost worth giving this place a second chance, but probably not. Jeremiah ate two boiled eggs, I said to him that I rather go back to 107 Bar to celebrate his birthday, oops; I almost forgot to mention that his birthday was on May 6. We walked back and it was a full bar, lots of fun people. I didn’t want to leave this time, I ordered couple of drinks for him to celebrate his cumpleanos. Unfortunately all good things come to an end; Jeremiah looked happy and very drunk. Wednesday didn’t feel like the middle of the week, in this place every day is like a birthday…
That bar is the last frontier, Oyster for $1.00, boiled eggs for .25 cents and beers for $2.00. The people there are classic drunks. The vagrants that paced behind asked them every so often for a dollar so they too may drink. There is a little smoking area that it is up to your own risk to go into it. My friend was brave enough to go, he came back with a pale face, and he said that a woman just grabbed his “goods”; maybe she needed one dollar or some change for some affordable entertainment. Victor, the bartender is unfazed by this kind of behavior from his clientele. His manners and fast service make it seem almost worth giving this place a second chance, but probably not. Jeremiah ate two boiled eggs, I said to him that I rather go back to 107 Bar to celebrate his birthday, oops; I almost forgot to mention that his birthday was on May 6. We walked back and it was a full bar, lots of fun people. I didn’t want to leave this time, I ordered couple of drinks for him to celebrate his cumpleanos. Unfortunately all good things come to an end; Jeremiah looked happy and very drunk. Wednesday didn’t feel like the middle of the week, in this place every day is like a birthday…
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