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Hello, Dali! (Now with 50% More Photos)

Hola, Soul Mates,

I'm feeling very jet lagged. Just got back from Espana. Catalunya and Andalucia to be more precise. I even learned Catalan (jo parlo catala, amics) and spoke it in broken fashion to amused natives. But wait, here's proof...

It's me at the Dali Teatro-Museu in Figueres on Salvador's birthday. The place is more funhouse than museum. This objet d'art was hidden in a stairwell. I call it "The Crowned Peacock Dreams of Genie."



Dali lived here. He's buried here. I'm being idiotic here. Genuflecting or posing? Felicitats, Salvador! It was his birthday and I was the only one celebrating. And yes, I did sing "Happy Birthday" to him.



Another installation that defies explanation. But it's got a real crocodile and a real light bulb and artificial limbs involved. What's not to like?



Seems like every town in Catalonia has some sort of memorial to John Lennon. This sign had fallen off (no, I did not keep it), so it made for a good prop. I'm not sure what the Lennon connection is... His second book was A Spaniard in the Works; he wrote Strawberry Fields Forever in Spain...



Here's the kid at the famous cafe, El 4 Gats in Barcelona. In Picasso's favorite seat. I made that part up. I will say that the folks at the Picasso museum are completely uptight. Not like the Dali staff who seem to encourage picture taking and merriment.



I also got to see the one of sport's greatest Ronaldhino score a goal in person at the FC Barcelona v. Betis draw a week ago. The match was equalised in the 89th minute. Very exciting, but not the result I was hoping for.


The food and people in Spain are awesome. Made a good friend, Don Alfonso Fenes, in Sevilla at Bar Campanario. His cook does a mean Patates Roquefort. And there is nothing like sangria at siesta on a Saharan afternoon, journaling and listening to the cathedral bells.



Watched the Sevilla futbol team make its triumphant parade into Plaza San Francisco after winning the UEFA cup final. That was mayhem and 50,000 Sevillistas fiesta-ing well past midnight.



It was nice taking some time away from Los Angeles with the better half. Hope you didn't miss me too much. I managed to NOT think about music the entire time. Wasn't until the flight home that I started mulling over things.
When I got back to the office our official invite for IPO LA had arrived. I'm pleased to announce that we've been given the plum spot of the festival. Saturday Aug. 4 at 9 pm at the Knitting Factory. Which means the show is for all ages. Mark your calendars.

We'll be going back to the studio for mixing in another week. More sleep! More sleep.
Love, Power, Peace

Comments

Unknown said…
Wow! Where you raising a glass and saying "Drink to me?"
Dave said…
Um..Xto..I'm shocked..after all these years together you should know that Normie was raising his glass uttering "To Knowledge.."
P.S. Oh yeah..Spurs in 6 baby!!
Unknown said…
That's what he or we would say in any other chair of any other establishment or home or location. THIS chair, however, would require a different protocol. THEN "To knowledge..."

Spurs in 5 wit' da home cookin'. Deron Williams is good. Eva Longoria is better. Reminds me of what Tony Parker would say, channeling Richard Pryor on the lions in the African bush - "Take a picture o' dat!"
Norman K said…
Actually, I'll give Dave 2 points for the Posse reference. But I've gotta give George (ha ha) 3 because those were Picasso's last words and we were in Pizcazzo's hizzy!

Spurns in 5.
Unknown said…
Who u callin' George? Yount!
Dave said…
I would have paid to see Norm teach the Spaniards how to say "Recka Stow".....
P.S. Valid point on the toasts Xto..
Unknown said…
Avez-vous un crayon? That's French.

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