The hip-hop Jandek?

Courtesy of David Rees, who has many wonderful things for you.

From the top of a mountain over Los Angeles

My friend Greg lives on Mount Washington, looking down on much of Los Angeles. He and his friends are all musicians, and we BBQd and played and listened and talked yesterday and last night. I’ve known him since 1985. He’s a great musician and a good friend.

This is looking down on Lincoln Heights and East Los Angeles with a couple of the musicians jamming in the garage behind me.

The whole thing was magical.

Something to sweeten the imagination

The world’s a mess, it’s in my kiss. The time is out of joint. The best lack all conviction and the worst are full of passionate intensity. Pigeons on the grass, alas.

HOWEVER: TEMPLE CITY KAZOO ORCHESTRA

Notes:

1. Followed by Cheryl Tiegs and Lou Ferrigno
2. “Selling mod clothing to Iran”
3. Awww yeah.

Still the best album of 2004.

A Night At The Hip Hopera by The Kleptones

And the living floor throws you off your feet

God, what a mess / On the ladder of success

Thanks to Mara Schwartz for digging this bit of my youth.

Early, early Bowie

Courtesy Tosh Berman, whom you should be reading anyway, so there.

I want to wear this outfit every day, also I want to dance like this.

Note: right now embedding doesn’t work because LJ screwed the pooch, hard, but I bet at some point they’ll fix it and you’ll see the embed!

AWW CRAP. Exene has MS.

http://sweetrelief.org/node/184

Can you get to that?

Can You Get To That – The Balancing Act

This is mostly for , a version of the Funkadelic classic from the 1988 album "Curtains" by the Balancing Act, an underrated L.A. band I was happy to count as friends in the 80s.

WHERE’S MY BLACK BAG?

Tupelo Chain Sex blasted loud, dirty, funny, sexy, and party party party. I miss them. They’re generally forgotten. I played them a lot on college radio. Listening to them is like being forcibly dragged on a bar crawl in Hollywood. I salute you, madmen of the past.