(For Prefix) After Fleet Foxes toured with Blitzen Trapper Erik told me that I should see them because they would make me melt, and they did (and not just because The Echo was entirely overcrowded, either.) If you need melting too, you can download an MP3 of their song He Doesn’t Know Why direct from [...]
(Rancho Bernardo Inn, San Diego) I’m sometimes a travel writer, which is lovely. You get paid to go to luxurious places and treated fantastically. Sometimes you feel like you have two completely different lives, though, because travel writing pays very little. When you come home from your top-notch spa-resort holiday and realise you don’t have [...]
A tertulia is “a kind of literary salon, only more fun” in
I was very young and ecstatic. We drank the bottle of Black Label first, then he bought me funny-looking flowers at 2am in an all-night supermarket. I said I didn’t want them, but then photographed them endlessly anyway.
From the “I’ve never heard them; are they good? Oh! Good God! They’re great!” impromptu photo-pit dance party at Mess with Texas during SXSW to the “I slept in a swimming pool last night but I’m still jumping up and down with glee when Islands play” Coachella glory, I think I love Islands. It was [...]
…is green and full of irregular shapes. If it’s raining, though, you can go indoors and see lots of stolen treasures brought home by officially sanctioned pirates and stored at the British Museum. Over the weekend — proudlybroughttoyoubyXanaxandSmirnoff — I found out that the reason the Ancient Egyptians drew their owl hieroglyph with a broken [...]
Sometimes (most of the time) I’m sick to death of people trying to be original. I like shows where people dance and I don’t go to many, so I made sure to go to this one. I also don’t go to many shows where one is liable to overhear perplexed drinkers saying “I know they’re [...]
So, recently I’ve been trying to pretend I’m fourteen again. First band I ever saw live (in a field, about to pass out from sleep deprivation, hunger and billion-degree weather) were Gorky’s Zygotic Mynci, when I was fourteen, and so here is a video of what Euros Childs has been up to recently, in lieu [...]
.flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } Christina VIP is photogenic. (For Prefix, with more than the usual amount of skullduggery.)
Mmm, punctuation. The bus driver drove straight past Doheny even though I’d rung the bell in plenty of time. I raised hell and he yelled that I need to be more patient (?) at which point I stamped my high-heeled feet all the way to his seat and in my most English accent asked him [...]
Pool parties are fun. Surprises are fun. Toy dogs are fun. Sally is fun.
.flickr-yourcomment { } .flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; } .flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; } So, yes, it’s tricky to shoot at The Wiltern. It’s entirely normal to only have three songs per band, and I know it’s not uncommon to have your camera taken away from you after your three songs are [...]
Nancy’s not allowed to hide from cameras anymore.
oh, just you wait (on both counts).
This weekend I have been mostly: 1) getting repeatedly escorted in and out of The Wiltern to shoot Devon Williams, Brunettes and Beirut 2) riding the underground in LA, which feels a bit like visiting a secret city 3) listening to Michael play Pyramid Song on the piano at the Pasadena Museum of California Art [...]