Monday, March 02, 2009

Tonight...

Tonight, still jet-lagged, I'm staying put in my hotel room. I have, of course, the necessary libations to offer the gods of travel (and my own bottomless depravity), but still... I can't shake the feeling that I'm somehow being beckoned to a more interesting place, a better place... Oh, alright, a fucking fun place. Someplace like this...

It ain't easy being an aging rocker...

2 comments:

  1. The Doors go well with jet lag, I think.

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  2. Susan,
    I think you're probably right. I was thinking mainly of The Whiskey which, to my mind, is a kind of rock Mecca, and more generally just hanging out at a rock club.
    This morning I learned what "OC" means (as in The OC). Later in the afternoon I found myself at "Fashion Island" in Newport Beach. Bleh, not a very rock 'n' roll joint...
    Generally, though, I like it here in California. I wish (really) that a bunch of Mexicans could move to Japan. Just, you know, to sort of chill the place out a bit...

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