Tuesday, February 19

Holy Guacamole

I'm not exactly sure what we're supposed to be honoring or observing on Presidents day, but for me it was that I was getting paid to go out and have the time of my life in Hollywood.

We started out on foot and took the Metro Red Line to the Hollywood and Vine exit to see Wicked which was listed on la.com as having a show scheduled yesterday at 1 pm. Well that was not to be, no shows on Mondays, but they are selling tickets for shows now through June 1. Since it was lunch time we decided to head across the street to Katsuya. One of the two (soon to be three) ultra modern SBE sushi compounds with impressive decor and OK sushi. We started out with a couple of the fresh fruit elixirs, kiwi-lime and the watermelon-cucumber, both of which were extremely tasty. The shishito pepper is exactly that, shishi, with the slightest hint of bite it was billed as "the new edamame". The seaweed salad rocked and was my favorite item but he tuna and crispy rice is the most popular item on the menu and my least favorite dish so consider this source. Next up was the yellow tail & jalapeƱo sashimi which was fairly good and the giant clam sashimi which I wont be having there again. When the final item arrived I was wishing it were sashimi but it was what we ordered; lobster dynamite. In retrospect I feel like I should have kept it simply to sashimi which is what I like most. Unfortunately I was swept up in the ambiance of the place and compelled into ordering some of the obvious Haku-Jin dishes (e.g. crab and mozzarella tempura). It's fancy, it's beautiful, it's expensive and it's a blast, too bad it's food wasn't quite on point as the rest of the experience.

Well from there we hit S Bar which was totally closed, thank you Jesus, but Iguana Clothing a few doors down wasn't so in we went. Well we had a blast trying on all the wigs, silly hats and peeping the naughty sex toys upstairs. I'd love to have provided pictures but they don't allow it. Downstairs is a very large selection of vintage clothing with secluded fitting rooms. I'm no fashionista but I recommend this place for wacky outfits, accessories, vintage clothing and more.

From there it was on to Amoeba, the worlds largest indie record store for a used Sonic Youth CD. The adventure continued to Borders accross the street where I picked up The Four Hour Work Week, even though that sounds a bit excessive I think it's time to buckle down. We made it to No Country For Old Men, at the Archlight the hilarious new romantic comedy from the Cohen brothers about a very funny, lovable loser as he makes his way across the Southwest in 1980 making friends and learning lifes lessons of love along the way. Great for the entire family, it's a movie you want to see again because you just know there was stuff in there that you missed. I can't wait for a repeat performance.

After the movie and a quick subway ride back home to freshen up we headed out again to a no show at On The Rox for Corey-Oke with Corey Haim, Feldman and Hardt and a live karaoke band doing 80's covers. This may have been fun had the club been open and anyone actually been there. So we went for late night eats at La Velvet Margarita Cantina where we had 2 for 1 margaritas (Monday nights only), Malinda the cool server and the best guacamole we've ever had. I've been to this bar/club a number of times and thought the decor, food and scene were equally radical. With the flamenco bar in the front and Alejandro's patio bar in back it's no wonder this concept is making its way to Vegas in a HUGE way. But I must not have ever had the guac before because I would have remembered, it was un real. I don't think it's possible but If any one can name a better batch served up somewhere else please contact me at brian@labarhopper.com, if indeed a better guacamole is available then dinner (for two) is on me at Velvet Margarita.

What an awesome day in Hollywood, thank you Mrs. Wilcox where ever you are.

Wednesday, February 13

Santa Barbara Get Away

I love Santa Barbara and it loves me right back. The weekend began fittingly on the beach at the East Beach Grill. Just about the only place right on the beach where you can drink (& eat). Not the cheapest or best eats but the views and scenery were optimal.

After a quick change and freshen up we headed out for Dinner at the Cities top choice for butcher cut steaks and chops, Shalhoobs. I had the Spencer cut Ribeye which was perfect. But the highlight of the place was the service, particularly the bartenders who really know how to treat the customer (read great pour).

From there it was on Velvet Jones to see Spandex Tiger. It's hard not to have fun with a butt rocking glam band that gets up on stage in hilarious skin tight outfits to crank out hits like: Dumpster Love and Tijuana Handjob. I actually took the CD home and listened to it (I prefer the live show).

From there the night unwound itself quite nicely at EOS. The most (only) happening club in town. Where mythologically speaking the gates of hell were opened by the goddess of Dawn so her brother Helios (the sun) could ride his chariot across the horizon each morning. In an amazing coincidence the rest of the weekend resembled some of this mythical story. *Note to self: remember to include eternal youth when requesting immortality.

We ended our weekend on a high note. With appetizers and a culmination of old and new friends meeting at The Brewhouse and Neighborhood. The weekend was what dreams are made of. Thank you Santa Barbara, see you soon.



Wednesday, February 6

Pontiac Dome



Just about everyone I knew that went to NAMM this year at the Anaheim Convention Center came down with a nasty virus similar to Pontiac Fever. I'm not sure if it was the was the AC vents overrun with mold or bacteria that caused it but I'm staying away from that place from now on. Before I became deathly ill in Anaheim I was able to enjoy another great NAMM show. It was exceptionally busy (thank you weak U.S. dollar) and I was able to pick out some choice players amongst the jamming atendees. Not the least funny was the lead singer of YES, Jon Anderson, at the Alvarez booth lip syncing (badly) to a crowd of 50.

My story of inspiration, and a potential peek into where the industry is headed came from the band After The Crash. On a non stop tour for the past year plus this band came equipped with their own newspaper. I liked it, the band and the music enough to be impressed. With more and more revenues headed to the artist I feel confident in the continued stream of quality acts coming our way. It may not be blockbuster acts backed with mega dollars from what appears to be now the diminishing infulence of major labels. But if you keep your eyes and ears open theres some choice music out there to be had.