After having pancakes with him and his lovely girlfriend Paola (my dear friend whom I've known going on 20 years, the woman who sang on a BJM record back when we were young(er) and full of grace(r); we were walking across the street and in response to something I had said Daniel quipped, "Yes, I'm such a guinness!" So love that! You'll hear that on tv somewhere soon, don't forget that chip in my head, it's still firing.
Back in the days when Joe Strummer was still alive and he was still with The Clash and he was wearing that orange mohawk, he and Cosmo paid a visit to KROQ (radio station in L.A.) This was when KROQ was still in Pasadena, on the second floor of a smallish building that also housed a Nursing Uniform and Supply store. I loved that location because it was close to my house and I could make it from my driveway to the station in about 20 minutes, just enough time to make it to the KROQ parking lot before the in-studio guest left. I'll list who I met in that parking lot at the end of this.
I think my friend Kelly Jimenez went with me to see if we could meet Joe and snap a few pictures, get some records signed, etc...
We waited for a little while and sure enough out popped Joe and Cosmo. There were other fans their too and both men stayed, chatted, had pictures taken and Joe signed whatever was placed in his hands. I got my Straight to Hell single signed, or was it the EP? Anyway, I asked him about this other band that I was getting into and he just thrashed them and said, "You're not buying into all that crap are you?"
I mean it was harsh and I was an impressionable young thing so the tongue lashing didn't feel so good, I guess Joe saw the shock in my eyes because after awhile of signing other records and chatting with other people he looked right at me and said, "I'm so sorry about what I said earlier." Wow.
I was able to talk with him a little bit longer mostly about the current tour and stuff like that...he was great and so was Cosmo. Years later, I came to realize the band I'd brought up was crap and a huge disappointment. Years later, I saw Joe and the Mescaleros at the Fillmore in San Francisco and realized that he and his music had never let me down.
I miss Joe.
Other musicians/bands met at the KROQ parking lot:
Billy Idol (high and hilarious)
Big Country (polite and sweet)
Sting (gracious and tall, kinda scary)
Duran Duran (patient, polite, good hair {ha})
Dave Wakeling (gentleman, sweet)
Heaven 17 (funny)
Modern English (we got parking tickets together!)
Johnny Rotten - almost (never came out of the station!)
Bono (signed my War record, he had a scar on his nose from diving into too shallow of a pool!)
...I can't remember anymore at the moment
...is still active, but apparently on delay... About 2 years ago I was talking with my friend Brian (this was in an office setting and yes, important to the story, Brian is African American) and he was jokingly telling what to do regarding something or other so I said to him, "Nag, nag, nag, Brian you a such a NAGGER!" Gasps from the entire office could be heard. Brian started cracking up. "I said 'NAGGER', people - get it right!" It was hilarious. ANYWAY, so last night I'm watching a new Scrubs and Dr. Kelso dropps the NAGGER line, can you frackin' believe it? Next phrase someone on TV is dropping is "BUTTONHOLE" as in "Shut your frackin' buttonhole!" Mark my words. Cee
Walking into class last Tuesday my eyes settle on what the professor has set up for us to draw and I can't help thinking he's kidding, right? But no he isn't and I have to put my concerns for this man's sanity on the back burner. Check out the picture and let me know if you think I should have called for help!
To wipe that away, here's some new art to enjoy, Silver Fields was purchased by Dare Mason. Thanks Dare!
Silver Fields
Warmth
Yes, 42 days and we're in Maui! I'm basically lining up all the ducks and I see that a few of the electronic ones are missing, larger memory card for the camera is needed for example, and TSA approved locks. Locks, that until about 2 weeks ago, I didn't even know existed! What a racket. I guess it beats having them crack open your non-TSA lock, but still. Anyway, aside from that I think we're pretty set. We're going to have to check one bag in and it's because of the grooming items we want to take that will easily exceed the 3 ounce limit. Despite the check in bag, I am taking the obligatory quart sized sandwich bag filled to the brim with travel sized items, you can't have enough lip gloss, you know?
Saw Paola and Daniel this weekend and had some pancakes at the Crepevine; unfortunately the place has turned into a speed eating cafe of sorts. It was ready, set, eat, get out! You know, I like to linger a bit after a meal, catch up with good friends while the pancakes digest and the coffee is gone. Daniel wasn't even through with his cuppa when the waitress basically told us to get lost; fine, those weren't the words she used but they might as well had been: the sentiment was the same, the meaning was the same. The result? NOT going there again and Yelping the experience a little bit later. I realize I should have said something like, "He's almost done with his coffee and when he is we'll go." I was just too shocked to even articulate any sort of response to being thrown out. I was/am so offended! Ok, clear blue ocean, clear blue ocean, ommmmmm, ommmmm!
The Frames were fantastic on Saturday night, whooooo. Glad Anna insisted I go, who knew Glen H. was such a cut up? Funny guy and talented from the top of his curly head to the tip of his pointy toes, great gig!
Quotes from Glen: "This song goes out to anyone who has had to deal with a landlord...or if you are a landlord: feck off...with all due respect! See, I can say anything if I follow it up with 'with all due respect'"
After false starting two songs: "See, what it is is the contact high from all of you, I'm getting really paranoid up here!"
The gig was at the Fillmore where if you can sneak in the jazz, they pretty much let you smoke it freely - SAN FRANCISCO!!
