chase the light

I suck at relaxing, but today I finally slowed down a bit. Hung out at a couple beaches and did a little snorkeling. Low low key. First went to beach called Tunnels up in Hanalei and snorkled around in the very shallow reef. I’m not sure if the tide was or what but is was like swimming in a water fountain. It made for some very warm water which was great. It actually felt colder to get out of the water. The weather is actually getting cooler as in it was probably in the upper seventies. Bascially I just swam around and chased fish for a few hours. Good stuff. Not the best reef, but plenty to see. The underwater camera works amazingly well. First time I’ve ever used it.

Then I headed down to Anini beach which I really liked. I had this one beach all to myself for about and hour. Then a sun kissed curly haired girl showed up. Pretty. The name of the beach used to be called Wanini until someone supposedly shot the “W” off the sign a long time ago and the name Anini just stuck around. That’s pretty much island mentality summed up. I could shoot the Chr off my name and just go by Is. That’d be cool.

Nice and sunny today so I headed over to a place called Queen’s Bath. It’s a lava shelf that has created a pool for swimming. Next to it though was the real show. There was a green sea turtle just hanging out and eating off the sides of the walls of an inlet. The surge would come in and he would ride it up to the ledge and sometimes he’d get caught on the ledge and flip over. It was total Xtreme Turtleing. I got some vid of it. Turtles rule.

The hike down to Queen’s Bath was pretty steep and I was carrying a lot. Then you have to walk out on the black lava rocks and it’s all hot and uneven and I’m kindy whiney when I don’t know how far something is. Are we there yet? Are we there yet? But it was worth it. Pretty cool out of the way spot.

Today’s goal was to tour around Waimea Canyon. Basically a mini Grand Canyon. Left about 8 this morning and it’s now 6pm so it was a 10 hour day and I’m beat and need some food. The ride up was really winding and if you’re driving it’s not a lot of fun. You can’t exactly look out the windows because the next hairpin turn is only 30 feet away. After a few stops to check out the sights I ended up at the end of the road which looks out over the Na Pali coast. I got out of the car and hiked a couple miles up to the top of the mountain and got a gorgeous view of Kalalau Beach. Which is only accessible by foot or kayak. From the viewpoint you can look east to Mt. Wai’ ale’ ale which is the wettest spot on earth. Averaging 440 inches a rain a year. Um, crap that’s like 36 feet of rain. Crazy wet. Above is the view of Waipo’o Falls in Waimea canyon. I was getting a little loopy after hiking in the hot sun and I stopped at a little park area that had a small cafe and ate the second worst chili dog I’ve ever had. They really only had three things on the menu, a pork sandwich, a greek salad and a chili dog. Why is there a greek salad on the menu on top of a mountain in the middle of the south pacific? After heading back in to the town of Waimea I stopped at the highly recommended Jo Jo’s for some shave ice. About the only place you can get shave ice is in the islands as its a local concoction. A little like a snow cone but with ice cream in the middle.

After sitting out on the bench watching people drive by and eating my shave ice I headed home. I stopped of at a little shop north of the hotel and bought a little ukulele from a guy there. He was cool and we chatted for about an hour about ukulele’s. He played some songs and showed me some chords then I picked one out and was on my way. I made him pose with a ukulele which he was more than happy to do. Now it’s just me and my uke sitting in my room playing David Bowie songs.

After getting a huge amount of sleep I got up and headed down to the south coast. First stop was Tip Top Cafe for some macadamia nut and banana pancakes. Can you say best thing ever? Ok, maybe not better than pizza or a toasted sesame bagel with whipped cream cheese but still… I got to Hanapepe and booked a helicopter flight to this hidden waterfall for Thursday. You can swim underneath the falls and everything so that should be a treat.

I also hit a blow hole called “Spouting Horn” which probably everyone that has every come to Kauai has probably seen. It’s a hole in the lava shelf that shoots water as a wave crashes into an old lava flow. The most interesting thing is the hole near it that blows air rather than water. It makes a huge whooshing sound and then the other hole spits a huge column of water. Pretty cool. I shot some cool video of it and the sound hole. About dinner time I was so hungry I stopped of at the market to pick up some stuff but the lure of chinese food next door was too much for me. So, chinese for dinner. Now I’m tired and occasionally falling asleep as I write this. The head’s bobbing something fierce.

Kauai! Flew out this morning on an uneventful flight. A good thing. The people next to me were from Texas and we chatted a bit before I went into iPod land for the rest of the flight.

So here’s a travelers wet dream. I get off the plane and the weather is FREAKIN’ SPECTACULAR! 80 degrees and just the slightest bit of humidity. Pretty much non-existant. Flying into Kauai is awesome if you’re on the left side of the plane as you get some beautiful views of the rocky coastline coming in for landing. We deboard the plane and here’s where it gets incredible. I make my way out the the baggage claim and the the beltway starts up and the first bag that tumbles out of the ramp. Mine! What the…?!? That NEVER happens! My eyes almost roll back in my head from excitement! I run over and grab it an head over to the car rental counter which is empty because all the rest of the suckers are still waiting for their bags! Heh heh!

Then the shuttle takes me over to pick up the car and a guy comes around the corner and yells to me “do you need a compact?” Yeah! He had just pulled it out of the car wash and it was all clean and gassed up. I hop in and roll down the windows and I’m on my way. It’s so nice out I can drive around with the windows down without the air conditioner. Not the usual muggy South Pacific island kinda thing to do.

Anyway, I get to the hotel and the lobby is empty and the woman at the counter tells me even though I’m early for check-in my room is ready and off I go. So from touchdown to unpacking my bags in my hotel room is 45 minutes.

After I got settled I headed over to Wailua Falls which is about a 10 minute drive and hung out a little bit. I then headed up the coast a little and just got an idea of the distances of the island. Fairly small island actually, but a trip over to the west coast will take a few day trips.

I’m so hearting you right now Kauai. If you were a girl at a bar I’d be buying you a drink.

Well it’s over. [Ghost Rider] wrapped for me today and now it’s holiday time. It’s going to seem like a distant memory when this comes out next February but it’ll be cool to see it after so long because I’ll have forgotten most of it. The [HD trailers] were released on Apple’s website this week and it will also be running on the front of X-Men: The Last Stand. The shot is from the trailer which is way better than the original teaser that came out months ago.

Next up is Beowulf. Which I am soooo happy to be working on!

I really need to go pack for vacation. I leave in 10 hours. Zoiks.

Nicolas Cage stopped by today to say hello to the Ghost Rider crew. He was filming in the area today and so swung by afterwards and watched a few sequences of the movie with us. His wife was with him and he talked a bit about loving what we were doing with the effects. Then I shot the crew photo with him. Of course I DIDN’T GET TO BE IN IT because I was too busy shooting it. Damnit, sometimes I hate being “the photographer”. Ha! Then it got all rushed for time and.. oh well.

Back in 1987 or so also I met him when he was trying to get his film “Vampire’s Kiss” a distribution deal. He screened it at my college where his father August Coppola was the Dean of Creative Arts. It had been finished for awhile but not released, and it sat on the shelf for another year or two before MGM gave it a go. I remember him getting asked about the cockroach scene a lot. It’s funny to separate the actor from the crazy roles he’s done. Fast Times at Ridgemont High, Valley Girl, Rumble Fish, The Cotton Club, Birdy, Peggy Sue Got Married, Moonstuck, RAISING ARIZONA!, Wild at Heart, Leaving Las Vegas, The Rock, Con Air, Face/Off, Adaptation, etc. He’s cool, in that kinda crazy way.

Caught up with my pal Riz Story and the band Anyone [LINK] at The Viper Room tonight. He decided to celebrate his birthday tonight by playing a gig at The Viper Room. I’ve known him since we were five and officially he’s not my brother, but he might as well be. Being a musician’s cool because you can just say, hey I want to gather my friends, play some music, etc. Then you book a club Friday night on the Strip and all’s good. I can’t exactly do that. I can’t gather my friends around a computer and whip out some visual effects for them and expect to have an all night raging party. Oh well.

Beforehand I met up with my Show-Bro Matt down the street at The Coffee Bean then went back to the club a little after 11pm. I love the Coffee Bean on Sunset Blvd. A little fire pit out front and tons of action going by on the street. Great place to kill some time before a show. A group of school chums were all there waiting for me at club so I got to hang out a bit with them. They were all paying very close attention to Denise, one of our school mate’s younger sister, who had now, eh hem, “grown up” quite a bit since we all last saw her. Hilarious. The boys had no shame! These are the word’s that came out of my mouth, “You’re Dave’s LITTLE sister? Oh yeah… I remember you. Holy crap.” Ha! OK, well… that wasn’t very eloquent.

Anyway, I’ve slowly warmed to The Viper Room over the years. Mellow door people, lots of parking in the area, things to do beforehand and in and out privileges without having to be stuck inside the club all night. It’s also finally lost it’s stigma as that place owned by Johnny Depp and also the place that River Phoenix flopped around outside of when he died of a drug overdose. Oh River, we hardly knew ye. Now the Viper Room is a decent small club with no real attitude or celeb connection. Viper Room hint: Their seven dollar bottles of beer will keep you sober, so you can hit the liquor store next door beforehand. Or just get drunk at home and take a cab. Or just stay at home because I’m out having a good time and if you’re slurring and talking nonsense you might annoy me anyway.

I always find it interesting when I come across a picture of someone’s desk and get to see where that person spends their time creating. This is the current state of my my Fun Zone. Funny thing is that a lot of this will look horribly dated and be worth nothing in 10 years. If even that long. You used what…? What’s an iPod? You had to carry it with you…? Movies aren’t just beamed into your head? Hmmm… I just made myself sad. Ha!

The guitars will be here though! I’ve already had the acoustic for 20 years so it’ll probably be in some other photo in another 20 years. On that note, my new black MacBook arrived today! Still contemplating a name for it… I’m thinkin’ Zorro. I already have Zippy as my home system so I might as well stick with the Z’s.

Celebs Being Normal Sighting of the Week: Wednesday night I wanted to run over to the Apple store to see the new black MacBook. Mine was due to arrive the next day. The store was closing at 9pm and I got out of there and walked over to the bookstore. As I was headed up the escalator I heard a familiar voice and looked down and asking a clerk about some magazines was Dominic Monaghan. Oh, hey a hobbit. Then a little glance to his right… Evangeline Lilly. Then I got thinking, hey Lost starts at 9 on Wednesday nights. They’re out shopping while the show is on! I’d probably do that too. I download the shows to my iPod so I can go out on Wednesdays. And if you really want to know Evangeline ended up looking at movies and picked up “Carnal Knowledge”, not sure if she bought it though and Dominic was looking at film books. I was too so I almost pulled the “Hey Dom, I worked at Weta on Lord of the Rings thing” but I didn’t really care that much and got bored and went home.

Culver City is where hot rodding and customizing cars got it’s start. There used to be a speedway in the city starting back in 1924. It was eventually demolished to make way for the movie studios. Um, which is now Sony Pictures where I reside 10 hours a day. George Barris sponsers a car show every year and it’s pretty convenient since I can walk out of the office right into the middle of it. I’m all for bringing the entertainment to my doorstep. Some of the hot rods were for sale. One was 52K. Yow! And that’s without air conditioning or a radio.

Since we were working today, Saturday, we got BBQ and ice cream for lunch. Except the caterer was so late I bailed on it and went to the car show instead. I liked the dancers more than the cars really. Something kind of odd dancing in the middle of an intersection but it was cool. I like the 50’s hot rod look of the girls. The show was much bigger than last year but didn’t have any of the George Barris movie cars on display. Kinda burnt out, worked all day.

Coming up… Tommorow off and then two more weeks on the show. Then I’m off to Kauai at the end of the month! Just sittin’ on the beach drinkin’ things with umbrellas in them! And the occasional swing from a vine into a pool below a waterfall. Awww yeeeah…. Then Jill finishes Superman and we’re off to Europe til July. Fly into London, a little road trip around England to see some old stuff and meet up with James in London and Charlotte in Plymouth who I hung out with in Fiji, maybe Wales too, Chunnel it to Paris to eat come French stuff for a bit and then up to Amsterdam for some, well, we’ll see, over to Berlin to look at German stuff, and then up to Copenhagen to look at legos, danishes, and controversial religious cartoons. I think a little relaxation and some sight seeing is in order after the grueling long haul of Ghost Rider. The first real trailer for Ghost Rider is going to be on the front of X-Men 3.

Main Street, Downtown Los Angeles [LINK].

Santa Monica Pier Carousel [LINK].

I went and visited Jett at her studio today. She has an awesome space at the Santa Fe Art colony. Click the picture to get a huge pic and scroll along to view the panorama. The great thing about Jett is she’s fairly prolific so everytime I see her I get to see a bunch of new canvases she’s been working on. I really love her work and everyday I get to look at one of my favorite paintings ever because I own it. Because it’s on my wall I’m fairly attuned to it’s details and every little brush stroke. I’ve previously posted pics of the paintings of hers that I own, but here they all are with their frames. In the order that I bought them.

So here’s a odd thing. My favorite painting has a real life doppelganger! Not the evil twin kind, just the “hey, it looks like her” kind. She walks the planet! So I’m just clicking around looking at random photos from people. You know how the web is… click here, click there, click click click… After searching for a definition of a word from this girls’ photo gallery I end up at her regular website. So I’m looking at her photos and I click through to one that kinda freaks me out for a second. In the photo she looks like the girl from my painting Random Muse-ings!

Similar eyebrows, the hair colors and the highlites and streaks in them, the highlites in their eyes, the drinks on the left hand side, and both wearing pearls. And the pose. On top of all that she has a bunch of photos of her with large head pieces, again not unlike the painting. So anyway, I thought it was pretty cool to find a photo of girl that looks like my painting.

So maybe I’ll run into a giant heart headed girl at an art gallery, or a smoking cat woman running around the streets of Los Angeles.

Although celebrated much more as an excuse to have a party than anything else, Cinco de Mayo really is just a way to celebrate the great American pastime of cursing the French! Official disclaimer: I really like the French, I will be visiting your country next month so please have your nutella crepes ready.

It’s really a celebration about “taking one step forward”. Just ignore the two, three or four steps back part or the glass is 1/8th full.

See, in the mid 1800’s there was a dictator in power in Mexico and the U.S. didn’t like him (what’s new?). Mexico also had its northern territories which included California, Arizona, New Mexico. Around this time Texas decided it wanted to become independant and it did by winning a “conflict” with Mexico. Then they applied for statehood with the U.S. and we sent troops to Texas to secure it. Mexico got mad and war erupted with the U.S. where we supposedly kicked their ass. Then with the Treaty of Guadalupe we, eh hem, “bought” the northern territories for $15 million which also included Nevada, Utah, and Colorado. Um yeeeah, buying land when you just defeated them in a war is always a fair deal. Then there was a bit about a civil war in Mexico. Liberals vs. Conservatives kinda thing and the liberals won. Kinda like what happened in the States.

Then Spain, England, and France decided to collect some debt over some pastries and sailed over to collect payments but Mexico was bankrupt. Mexico asked for a couple years of non-payment before resuming paying in full. Spain and England went home, but Napoleon knowing that the U.S. was in civil war thought it would be a good foot hold in the area. So in he went and started to take over the country. French forces got to Puebla and had their asses handed to them by General Zaragoza and his rag tag army. This battle is what Cinco de Mayo is about. Of course Mexico eventually fell to the French forces, but let’s not concern ourselves with that part and move on, shall we? They won the battle but lost the war.

Mexico was then ruled by France for a bit until Napoleon got bored. Then Mexico decided it didn’t really like who Napoleon had put in charge as Emporer and executed him. President Ju?ɬ°rez had kept the federal government going even during the French “intervention”. So now they were the Mexico as known in their modern state. Albeit quite a bit smaller than 20 years previous.

So really Cinco de Mayo is about looking on the bright side of life! ONE STEP FORWARD!… um er… two steps back… And that’s why we’re standing on a balcony in Culver City, California eating tacos and drinking alcohol. Because General Zaragoza and Benito Ju?ɬ°rez would have wanted that way. We owe it to them. Curse the French!

Other bright side of life moments…
“Sure I lost a hand in a farming accident, but I still got my dog Boo.”
“Yes I was born with a parasitic twins leg hanging out my abdomen, but I get paid really well by the circus.”
“Wrapping my car around that tree after a night of drinking allowed me to stay rent free in the local jail. Even got food.”
“I might be the ugliest fish alive and live 3,000 feet below the surface of the ocean, but I’ve got a cool lighbulb on my head.”

I love living in Los Angeles. It’s endlessly fascinating to me. Even after living here my whole life. The Immigrant March came and went without any troubles. A lot of shops in my neighborhood were closed for the day, but all in all it wasn’t too disruptive. The commute into work was actually easy. A lot of people actually snickered at the drive because it was so easy to get into work. Usually at the corner of 6th and Fairfax there’s a line of about 50 cars backed up to turn left. Today, none. I’ll never see that again. The drive home was another story. Grid locked. Even on the residential streets. I got my car parked and then walked out to Wilshire to check out the crowd. It was pretty big but it was really hard to tell how big it was at ground level. The estimate is 400,000. I weaved through the crowd but it was so tight and nobody was really moving because they were all listening to the speeches. At the very least today had to be very empowering for the latino community. I was never able to get down the east side of Wilshire, but on the way home I was able to walk down the middle of Wilshire for about 5 blocks since there were no cars driving on it! It was pretty hard to shoot the video because of the close quarters but I at least captured a snippet of what it was like at ground level.

I rode the bus to concert. Damn right. Proud of it. Why not spend $1.25 instead of $10 for parking. Anyway, Matt and I texted back and forth to coordinate where he was sitting so I could meet up with him. After Lacuna Coil was finished the lights came up and I was able to find him. Really that’s the beauty of the text page at a concert. You can’t really speak on a phone so sending messages is perfect. I didn’t really dig Lacuna Coil so I was just sitting in the lounge area and people watching until Rob was ready to go on.

Rob Zombie’s funny. Remember that hilarious Billy Squier video Rock Me Tonight? The one where he’s dancing all fey and apeshit around the room? That’s Rob Zombie on stage! Kinda a goofy way about him. He wasn’t even wearing big black boots. They looked like Converse AllStars. What’s going on?!? Rob Zombie is actuallly Billy Squier! That’s cool Billy, I dig your new direction then.

So Rob comes out and does new stuff, old stuff, inbetween stuff. Between you and me I was there for Dragula. Just play that one damn song and I’ll go home happy. Oh, and Astrocreep. Maybe Devilman too. Yeah, that would be good. He delivered. Giant puppets came out and walked around the stage with their arms falling about. Kinda like the big Eddie at an Iron Maiden concert. Then in a really cool awkward moment, Rob started berating the security for bullying some people. The show came to a screetching halt and it got all weird and political. The poor security was standing right below Rob while having to act like they’re not getting verbally assaulted by the very person who’s paying their nights wage. Yea for awkward concert moments!! I think we ended up getting ripped off a few songs because Rob was too busy talking and they ran out of stage time.

After the show Matt wanted to grab a bite to eat so we stopped and ate at some place called Young Dong. Yeah, I know. That takes the prize for unfortunate restaurant names. I’m afraid to even Google that to see if they have a website. But even if the food was crappy (which it was), we would now be able to say we had some Young Dong for dinner. So after a show at the Wiltern don’t forget to get yourself some Young Dong. They’re right there around the corner waiting on Wilshire. All the Young Dong you desire. I can say with certainty that after trying Young Dong it’s really not my thing.

Met up with Alicia and Jill at The Brewery for the bi-annual Art Walk. I swear I burn out faster and faster each year with eye fatigue. The Brewery is just to big to do all in one day with a clear head. I did get to meet and chat with Michael Salerno. He had some really beautiful and colorful canvases that look really amazing when you get up close to them. The amount of tiny little patterns in the paint is spectactular. He invited me over sometime outside of the Art Walk so I could look through the paintings he wasn’t showing. There were quite a few people there although the picture is deceiving because not that many people were walking underneath the bridge when I took it.

As I was driving over I was kind of making up the route as I went. Highland to Melrose, to Western, to Sunset, to Main, through Chinatown, etc. As I got closer I didn’t really know where I was but knew I was close. A girl pulled up next to me and asked where Alameda was, I said I didn’t know at that moment but was she looking for Union Station or something? She said no the Brewery Art Walk! Ha! I told her I was headed there but I was making it up as I went so she followed me. Fortunately I made all the correct turns and I got her there with no problem. A girl asking for directions and a guy not? What are the odds?

I’ve heard a total of about 45 secs. of one Kittie song and that’s all I know. Matt and Steve were already going so I thought I’d catch up with them tonight and hang out. Matt’s friend Cameron was visiting from Salt Lake so he was there too. I parked my car next to the Kittie tour bus down the street and they were all hanging out inside getting ready. The little asian bass player came out and started to walk over to the Whisky which I told Steve about later and he was jealous as he’s the biggest Kittie fan of the lot. I told him I’d introduce him to her later. I think he was hoping I was serious.

Since Kittie weren’t going on until about 11:15pm I headed over to The Hustler store (lame), Tower Records and Video, Book Soup, and then to The Coffee Bean and chilled out by the fire with my Ice Blended. About 11pm I walked back to the Whisky and the guys were there and we chatted a few minutes before Kittie came out and yelled and screamed a lot for an hour. After the show we hung out on the street and chatted a bit and then took off. The Whisky to my house, 6 minutes. Nice. Kittie are The Bangles while The Donnas are The Go Go’s.

No really, I swear to Flying Spaghetti Monster [LINK] that thousands and thousands of people line up to have Cardinal Roger Mahony throw water on their pets for 5 hours. No, seriously, I swear, even turtles. Turtles! It’s time again for the yearly Blessing of the Animals down by Olvera Street! Woo hoo, let’s get wet! They even refill the water with those giant plastic Sparklett’s bottles. Which begs the question how much does Arrowhead holy water cost anyway? I’m always intrigued by the strange but true religious rituals even if the individuals doing the so called strange but true ritual don’t actually see it as strange. Dancin’ with serpents, drinking strychnine, dunkin’ your baby under water and rubbing ashes on your forehead. Strange to me, but knock yourself out because I wanna see it. You are going to get a lot of questions from me and probably more than a few photographs. I love stuff like this because I don’t have a ritualistic bone in my body so it’s kinda fascinating.

I remember one time I walked into a church with a hat on and the guy at the inside door nearly passed out like he was about to be struck down. He was all scared and talking in hushed tones, “Sir, you can’t wear your hat inside the church.’ I was all “Really, why not?!” His answer was “Because we don’t cover our heads in the presence of the Lord.” He really didn’t think it was funny when I pointed out that is was an Angel baseball cap and the Lord probably has x-ray vision. Yeah, he didn’t like that so much and I wasn’t able to attend the wedding rehearsal. Yeah, not one of my better to just let it be moments. Sorry Shawn, I didn’t get to videotape the wedding rehearsal because I was busy being a dick. Some churches allow hats, how am I supposed to keep them all straight? Maybe if I was wearing a Popey kinda hat like the Cardinal it would have been all cool and stuff.

To get there I took the Red Line down to Union Station so I could avoid the traffic mess and the cost of parking. It worked out perfectly and I was able to grab lunch at Rodolpho’s on Olvera Street [LINK]. Sooo good. Turn Here is a great site of local videos. I can sit and watch these all day [LINK]. And hello…[LINK] girl with feathers in your hair and paint on your face!! Wow, she’s pretty.

When a show opens with a song called “What the Fuck is Ladylike?” being sung by girl, I’m there for ya. A couple of weeks ago I got an IM from friend Keith asking if I knew where Molly Malone’s was. It’s only like the closest club to my house. I just walk out my door and go a couple of hundred yards west. He was giving me a head’s up about this singer he’d seen named Storm Large [LINK]. She was playing there for two nights and he thought I’d dig her. Of course I will, I love wailing girls! Roundabout 10:45 I walked over and walked my way up to the front and Storm came out and did a great rainy night set of tunes. Storm’s a little different. She’s one of those scary girls you’d be afraid to take home to mother. At 6ft and then heels it’s a lotta woman whose a bit unpredictable and crazy and powerful and drop dead sexy because of it. All that with a set of Tina Turner legs and you get the idea.

When I shot the photos of her looking right at me I got a little worried. She’s not afraid of making the audience part of her show so if you’re staring her down in a viewfinder be ready. Fortunately she just gave a little twist that can be seen if you rollover the image. She played all sorts of songs including Ace of Spades by Motorhead, Abba-Gadda-Davida, which is Inna Gadda Davida with the lyrics from “Take a Chance on Me” by Abba. The vibe.. [AUDIO LINK] Also Tainted Love, Total Eclipse of the Heart, Hopelessly Devoted to You all done in a scary mental patient kinda way. LIke I said, totally freakin’ sexy. Falling in love with her has got to hurt.

The show was way cool and it reminds me that I have to catch a show by Abby Travis now. I haven’t seen a proper show of hers except outdoors at the museum. Which was weird but good.

Next up on the wailing girls concerts, Kittie at The Whisky and then Beth Hart at The Knitting Factory. And then in the wailing dudes category, there’s Rob Zombie at The Wiltern and then Pearl Jam at The Forum. Long Live Rock! Ha ha