Stuff. Music. Bullshit. Surprise.
So I went to see Primal Scream/BJM and it was stellar. But there were a few things I must remember if I do this again:
- If the show time states 7pm, the first band won't go on till about 8:30. Arrive accordingly, to avoid the monotony.
- Sneak some booze in somehow. $12 per drink is highway robbery, and will force you to remain sober most of the evening.
-Being a pedestrian is a noble pursuit, but not advisable at 1am in the desolate center of downtown. Especially when the no-account hispanic bus drivers pass you at your stop at 1:17 and the next bus isn't due till 1:47am.
-Don't attempt to set parameters on a new digital camera in the dark. Or else you may inadvertently erase all your pics.
Seriously; it was great. I didn't expect the original, classic BJM of Anton, Joel, and Matt Hollywood. A great surprise, and no on-stage tantrums from Anton, which was only mildly disappointing.
Primal Scream was MASSIVE. SPOT ON. BRILLIANT. Exceeded expectations. They played for about three hours.
BUT I WISH I WOULD HAVE BEEN DRUNK or ON ECSTACY. It would have been an even sweeter, deeper trip.
Yeah, I borrowed a friends camera for the night, and took some great pics of my experience. It (LA Live) is like Universal Citywalk but still clean and not overrun with people. I took a lot of touristy shots of the HUGE motion billboards everywhere (think Times Square) and Anderson Cooper was there doing his show... got shots. Ate at Rock N'Fish, tooks shots of my pretty meal. Got various shots inside and outside the restaurant and Club Nokia. Nice little club; AWFULLY overpriced drinks.
Then I fiddled with the adjustments and lost all my pics .... oh well.
And I took today off since I would be up late, and forgot it was St. Patrick's Day. There was a parade down Main St., so I was actually able to get a few pics before the battery ran out. I was just happy there was a celebration for Anglos that shut down the streets around here, instead of the usual hispanic stuff. But then again, theirs shut the streets down for a whole weekend, and this was only a couple of hours. But I was happily surprised to see the Grand Marshall of the parade was my favorite evil cyborg, Robert Patrick.
Maybe I will post the pics someday. Right now I need to go to bed.
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.
- If the show time states 7pm, the first band won't go on till about 8:30. Arrive accordingly, to avoid the monotony.
- Sneak some booze in somehow. $12 per drink is highway robbery, and will force you to remain sober most of the evening.
-Being a pedestrian is a noble pursuit, but not advisable at 1am in the desolate center of downtown. Especially when the no-account hispanic bus drivers pass you at your stop at 1:17 and the next bus isn't due till 1:47am.
-Don't attempt to set parameters on a new digital camera in the dark. Or else you may inadvertently erase all your pics.
Seriously; it was great. I didn't expect the original, classic BJM of Anton, Joel, and Matt Hollywood. A great surprise, and no on-stage tantrums from Anton, which was only mildly disappointing.
Primal Scream was MASSIVE. SPOT ON. BRILLIANT. Exceeded expectations. They played for about three hours.
BUT I WISH I WOULD HAVE BEEN DRUNK or ON ECSTACY. It would have been an even sweeter, deeper trip.
Yeah, I borrowed a friends camera for the night, and took some great pics of my experience. It (LA Live) is like Universal Citywalk but still clean and not overrun with people. I took a lot of touristy shots of the HUGE motion billboards everywhere (think Times Square) and Anderson Cooper was there doing his show... got shots. Ate at Rock N'Fish, tooks shots of my pretty meal. Got various shots inside and outside the restaurant and Club Nokia. Nice little club; AWFULLY overpriced drinks.
Then I fiddled with the adjustments and lost all my pics .... oh well.
And I took today off since I would be up late, and forgot it was St. Patrick's Day. There was a parade down Main St., so I was actually able to get a few pics before the battery ran out. I was just happy there was a celebration for Anglos that shut down the streets around here, instead of the usual hispanic stuff. But then again, theirs shut the streets down for a whole weekend, and this was only a couple of hours. But I was happily surprised to see the Grand Marshall of the parade was my favorite evil cyborg, Robert Patrick.
Maybe I will post the pics someday. Right now I need to go to bed.
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ.