Third Day

Friday

1. woke up in my friend kim's cute house in los feliz with the sun leaking through the blinds onto the brown floor and finding me bundled on the couch. sent emails and worked some more on a beat that i started on the train. i think it's coming along. as a side note, people should track down j dilla's track "nothing like this" from his album, ruff draft as well as this hip hop group i just learned about, shape of broad minds and they're craft of the lost art debut. like anticon, they're a group of people that are pushing hip hop into other places, though unlike anticon which straddles the line of hip hop and whatever else, shape of..is totally still grounded in hip hop (that's not a slight on anticon, cuz i enjoy a lot of that work and respect it all for pushing definitions).

2. regina came over to pick me up for lunch. she had to take a job interview so it wasn't until two. we went to this coffeeshop around the corner called alcove and had sandwiches. it was cool. i was afraid it might be weird but it just felt like two people who had been friends a long time ago catching up. she's doing well, and told me about some movie in the pre-works about a group of fighting ninja guinea pigs. God bless hollywood. then we drove around looking for gas.

3. came home and talked to sarah for a spell.

4. kim came home and we went out to try to track down some art. i jumped online on a whim to see if there was any barry mcgee work in town, which i didn't expect cuz he never seems to have many shows these days, but what do you know? at redcat gallery in the walt disney concert hall, there was a collection of some of his later work. PUMPED. he's one of my favoritest artists. we went and it was pretty sweet to finally see a show of his. it had an overturned car filled with spray paint, a giant dumpster overflowing, walls filled with his geometric paintings and his graff character faces, motorized wooden sculptures spray painting columns, said dumpster bin filled with about 20 tvs playing animations, and a small wooden room you climbed a ladder into only to be greeted with a tiny motorized wooden head attached to a corner of one of the walls banging his head against it. that head was awesome.

5. went to a mexican spot with fancified elvis and swing cat waiters.

6. went and picked up sarah so she could stay the night at kim's so we can all go to the beach tomorrow. i got to see sarah, i got to see sarah. (that should be sung) her gloriously long beautiful hair is now long enough to wear in pleated braids which she is super excited about, and she had a plate of cupcakes she made. i got to see a little of her new house and her room. they have a white dog with a black eye and a super wagging tail that threatens to knock mirrors off the wall. the three of us went to 101 to have rootbeer floats.

7. we had chocolate milkshakes. they were FUCKING GREAT. then we took pictures of the crummy mural outside that had wonderful images of the cast of mash and the wizard of oz, and superman filming a movie in the middle of the city.

8. came home and chilled and talked and read a tiny bit, then went to bed. tomorrow the beach.

p.s. both chicago and savannah cancelled on us. this sucks. particularly that it's a city that we would all fucking love to be doing a show in and the other is the city that held me for seven years of my life and i want to see it so badly. anyone in either of those towns want to host a show for solomon sparrow's electric whale revival? perhaps you may get us super cheap and discounted?

p.p.s. i got to see sarah, i got to see sarah. (still singing)