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Showing Off Los Angeles

Hey Soul Mates,
It's been a few days. I kept busy this week, did you? My Dad was in town from Atlanta. Which was very cool. It was the first time I had several days to visit with him without one of my brothers around since a trip to see my uncle Danny in Brooklyn in the 80's. So we had lots of quality time.

It was a chance to show off Los Angeles, which is something I love to do. Of course we went to see the Dodgers on Friday. Of course, Dodger Dogs were involved (See photo). And
Nomaaaaaaaaaaaah! The Bums did a number on the Pirates, bringing home 6 in the bottom of the third. When you bat around and the starting pitcher drives in two with his first double that's trouble for the Buccos. Dad listened to Vin Scully's Hall Of Fame play-by-play on his AM radio. Which is cool since he used to do that in NYC in the 50's. Speaking of the 50's LA was cold and damp for my Dad's visit. It got so frigid during the game that Dad said, "I'm waiting for someone to throw a touchdown!"


On Thursday night, we attended the theatre. The Huntington Library put on a wonderful event called the Ask Your Mama: 12 Moods For Jazz performed by the
Langston Hughes Project. Dad and I read through the poems this masterpiece was based on before going. The show was multimedia: spoken word, video montage of vintage images from Harlem to the Deep South from the late '50's/early 60's and a fantastic original jazz score. The link above will take you to the LHP site. Here's a link if want to see excerpts from Ask Your Mama. And here's us in front of the Huntington.


Dad and I also did a lap through the Jazz section of Amoeba Records on Sunset Blvd. A relatively new cultural hot spot here in LA. We went through the bins and Dad grabbed a number of out-of-print LPs by the
Mastersounds. All in all a great weekend with my Pop.

I've got another opportunity to brag about my town this week. RHS Soul Mates Andrew and Anne Smith are coming in from Sheffield, UK to visit. This their first trip to LA, so weather work with me!


Be well, everybody. The music is coming soon!
Love, Power, Peace

Comments

Unknown said…
COOL! When I saw him in Atlanta, your dad was so excited to be getting out to see you... I'm jealous of the Amoeba Records jaunt. I'm jealous of you getting to see Nomaaaahhhh. Maybe this'll be the year? They'll have to go thru the Sawx. Eagerly awaiting da boots. Peaceoverandout.

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