Posts tagged Why would you NOT live in Los Angeles?
Posts tagged Why would you NOT live in Los Angeles?
Photograph of the Hollywood Palladium in about 1946.
Will I achieve my dreams of becoming what I’m passionate about which is being a Singer/Model/Dancer/Actor even tho I’m completely unsupported by my parents both morally and financially, because their totally against it should i give up is it worth carrying on and pursuing this dream or should i just give up.
You are never going to be a professional singer/model/dancer/actor. That’s not even a thing. In fact, you will never achieve your dreams if all they are is ridiculous fantasies.
You are not passionate about singing, modeling, dancing, and acting. You’re just a silly child who’s fascinated by the idea of fame, and your parents are right not to provide moral or financial support for your self-absorbed fantasy of becoming a singer/model/dancer/actor.
I’m sure your parents are intimately aware of what was obvious to me after reading what you consider to be just one sentence: you’re an idiot. They’re not going to tell you you’re an idiot because they love you, but to their credit, they’re also not going to encourage your idiocy.
Let me tell you a secret I’ve learned from all my years in Los Angeles. People who use slashes in their self-bestowed titles are losers. Always. Every time, with no exceptions. The more slashes, the bigger the loser. The most common form is model/actress, and they’re bad enough, but when you start adding singer/dancer/whatever into the mix, shit starts getting insufferable.
Do not become one of these sad, pathetic losers.
If you have a dream (not a fantasy) of becoming a performer of some kind, and that dream is backed up with a shit-ton of talent and a burning passion to dedicate your life to perfecting your craft, and you’re willing to spend years broke and hungry while paying your dues, grinding your way through mountains of bullshit, avoiding all the pitfalls and predators, getting your ass kicked repeatedly to maybe one day have enough blind fucking luck to get a shot at earning a meager living doing what you love, then there’s a outside chance that it might be possible for you to become a singer. Or maybe an actor. Probably not a dancer, and definitely not a model.
Point is, you can pick one. Just one. Get rid of the slashes. No one will ever take you seriously until you do, and even then, whatever stupid fame-whore dream you have is almost definitely not going to come true, even if you devote your life to it.
Oh, and if any of this seems harsh, it only further proves my point that you’re a silly child who doesn’t know the difference between a dream and a fantasy.
I’d tell you good luck, but I really don’t think it’s gonna matter.
The story of the Melrose French bistrot that hosted celebrities and criminals on its Astro-turfed patio.
Turns out all the stories about early ’80s L.A. are true. And then some.
“Garish, conspicuous consumption was the order of the day, with Terrail ringing a bell for the most outlandishly dressed female patron. Robin Leach himself was a regular at Ma Maison, and recalled getting busy with a lady friend at a corner table while the impeccable staff discreetly hid them from view, and then supplied a post-coital dessert." …?
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Man, I really, genuinely didn’t see this coming as the final match-up. I couldn’t have guessed that. I thought Roscoe’s had this; I don’t even know which way is up anymore. A donut with a strawberry on it is my Keyser Soze— I just thought it was a wimp with a gimpy leg, this whole time (aka Verbal Kint)(Spoiler warning). I don’t really crush on donuts that hard, so that thing wasn’t even on my radar as being a thing people even cared that strongly about. Plus, I feel like I’ve heard years of people from out of town, whining about Dunkin Donuts not being in town, or some place like that. (Which is a thing maybe people shouldn’t do, but. People would whine about that Hatey-hate chicken place not being around back when, but then we got that and it was, like, “Oh by the way, this chicken sandwich hates people" M. Night Shyamalan twist ending, so I don’t know— I think there’s a lesson there. Once in a blue moon, I’d like some Skyline Chili but I don’t bother no one about it because other food still exists and I just eat that…).
I don’t know— I’ve been in LA since I still felt like a young person, and I don’t really have much claim to being one anymore, but I still feel like I just got here, basically constantly. That’s the bracket I’m in.
Voting’s not closed, but I have to say— pretty shocking/upsetting/ distressing results so far. Are the Phillipe’s people, like— are they using social media to throw off these results? I have no evidence, but I suspect there’s some kind of nefarious mobilization going on. What else can possibly explain it? Damn the social media! Damn it to hell.
I have to feel like the game’s been rigged, exactly like they said it would be on that television show The Wire.
I just feel like Roscoe’s is a thing I’ve been talking to people, different kinds of people, and it comes up (and who do I talk to?? I’m usually busy, busy with internet). A place with stories around it, whereas… What conversations have I ever had about a french dip sandwich??? I have nothing against the sandwich— I mean, I’ll go to Cole’s, instead, but— someone came up to me and started talking all greasy to me about french dip sandwiches, I’d think they had disorders, boring disorders.
My heart is more broken though that street meat got beat by the BBQ-Chicken Pizza— I just really liked the idea of LA’s food of choice being meat cooked on a sidewalk we eat because we’re too drunk to question our decisionmaking. That’s the LA I want to live; that’s how old I wish I still was. Especially because you know what? Cheese pizza. Cheese pizza never hurt nobody, you guys; it’s got cheese, it’s got sauce; you don’t need to fancy it up any and it’s still going to be a happy fun time. ”LA: city that improves stuff that doesn’t need any improving and that you have to spend decades listening to people from New York whine about" (addendum: "oh a thing is better in New York? what a fascinating person you are”) isn’t half as good a thing as “LA: what kind of animal is this and how did it die??? Don’t ask questions— it’s the kind of animal that smells good. I’m gonna live forever!”
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If I had to guess right now, right this second, me, I’d guess Chicken and Waffle takes it all. I guess that’s my guess here, on Who Wins, though I don’t know that I’d call it a lock necessarily. (Langer’s knocking out In-N-Out has made this pretty interesting— just having seen more than one person from out of town make a point of going to In-n-Out, I guess I over-estimated In-n-Out in this tourney. But they’ve got In-n_Out in Texas now too and wherever else, so it makes sense; plus, Langer’s is pretty good). (The biggest surprise for me is 86 to 14 donuts over Kogi tacos— that margin of victory? But I haven’t lived here long enough where I’d call myself an “Angeleno” so maybe I just need to be here more, dig deeper, learn things about myself and my body and who I am, what I stand for).
I’d really like to see Bacon Wrapped Street Meat take it all though. I have to imagine it’s a Dark Horse, but I want to see that win— there’d be something nice about that.
I’m pretty invested emotionally in the outcome.
Kearth 101 stopped being relevant to my interests when they stopped playing 60s and 50s music about ten years ago. Which I think means that it wont be good again for another decade when it switches from 70s and 80s to 90s and 00s.
FUCKIN’ THIS. I literally had this exact conversation with my coworker friend before she left, just me rambling about K-EARTH 101 and the good ol’ days of listening to the Beach Boys and the Shirelles.
I miss the motown nights. The sunday morning beatles show is my old fave. I think thats gone too though.
Oh, is the Beatles show off the air? I hadn’t realized. That was a solid show— they really dug into it and found great little odds and ends for that show. Alternate versions or whatever. Dang, I was thinking in my head that they don’t play as much 50’s music lately, but I wasn’t 100% sure. I’d say that stuff sure seems to have been cut way down, though.
I also miss the radio station I grew up with, WOXY, but that’s a whole other thing.
Is it just me or is K-Earth 101 putting a LOT of disco in the rotation lately? K-Earth’s the local oldies station— “The Greatest Hits on Earth,” all that cheese-ball shit, but lately, it feels like I have not gone an entire drive without hearing, like, Chic’s Le Freak or something. Is this because of Daft Punk? I suspect the Hand of Daft Punk in this, but maybe it’s not them and it’s just time passing, the way of the world, and what have you. (And to be fair, I mean, I like the Daft Punk, too, so— not the one where the Italian guy’s rambling, maybe, but; that video of Colin Powell dancing around to them? Good times). I mean, technically disco’s oldies music so it doesn’t, you know, upturn the established order, really. And K-Earth would occasionally mix it up for as long as I’ve had them on my dial. Maybe I’m just being a rockism-er guy, but like… I’d be fine if K-Earth started playing Sugarhill Gang— really, I would. Or Pistol Grip Pump? That’s only on LA radio 30 times a day— K-Earth could let us hear it 40 or 50, and I’d be fine with that. But disco. I don’t know. I grew up in Cincinnati, which meant a lot of WKRP reruns, and the WKRP guys were very anti-disco. (Also: very pro-Dungaree.) Also, Bailey Quarters. Bailey Quarters / Jan Smithers was pretty foxy. The one with the turkeys, sure, yeah, absolutely. So all this disco mixing in with my classic rock, it’s going to have to break down some walls with me that go pretty deep. Bailey Quarters deep.
Sláinte. We’ll miss you, Tom Bergin’s. (at Tom Bergin’s)
Oh, Tom Bergin’s is closing! I hadn’t been since the reopening so I don’t know how that changed things, but I’d liked it before. It’s been there since the 30’s…
Pereira and Luckman, Original LAX Scheme, Courtesy LAX Flight Path Learning Center, part of the upcoming Never Built:Los Angeles show at the Architecture and Design Museum of Los Angeles. (The Overdrive show at the Getty is pretty decent if you like this kind of architecture thing).
At first I was confused how some lady talking about her dead dog could have been the top headline at the LA Times but then I realized that the second runner-up was “CDC: Poop in pools more common than one may think.” That was the #2 story (literally)…
Other big headlines from the LA Times today: “Using the homeless to bash Abercrombie & Fitch not cool” and “Viral star Kai the hatchet-wielding hitchhiker wanted for murder”.