Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
Shit! On Tuesday a water main blew up on Sunset Boulevard blasting thousands of gallons of water into the air and flooding UCLA’s prized and recently revamped Pauly Pavilion. Fuck—can you image having your car submerged in water in the middle of a desert drought?
This is so weird because just the week before I was frequenting the Pauly hardwood. My six-year-old hooligan, Jonah attended the UCLA basketball camp. I was happily hanging around almost daily, watching the morning shoot arounds with parents and coaches. The sounds of a “shoot around” in a classic, or should I say famous, gym like Pauly are intoxicating in the most wholesome of ways.
It was just kind of shocking that everywhere we were—the parking structure and the court—was submerged.
Well, …back to the rock. Don’t ask me why but this Summer season feels short. It’s just turned August and peeps out here are acting like Summer’s just about toast. Well, fuck that. I for one am going try to be as lazy and beached out as this Summer bum can get. So, here’s another laid back Idelic Hour. My muse for the week was randomly hearing the Dandy Warhols’ Welcome To The Monkey House LP.
Yes, “Plan A!”
…All of us / All of us sing about it / All of us / Sing about it / There must be some kind of message / Simple but somehow impressive / Anyone who can think of something / Come on now just express it…
It’s an Idelic “sing about.” I have no idea what that means, I just made it up, but please kickback and enjoy.
And happy B day baller. Love you tons…
The Idelic Hit of the Week:
Priests – Right Wing
