FORGET THE ALAMO
Remember the Bird.
I know, there was Lime squeezing in too, and a couple of others tried to scoot in later.
But Bird is the word. Don’
RANDY NEWMAN, YOU SLIMY LITTLE CRIMINAL
Last Thursday I wrote nice things about you. I take it all back.
In doing a little research I found out that crummy little
POLITICAL SCHOLARS AGREE
That the tenor of a government, the spirit, always comes from the top. It doesn’t have to be direct or even overtly stated. Underlings understand what
Y’ALL ARE MISSING GOOD STUFF
At the Ruskin, the Ruskin Group Theatre at the airport. All you folks who just want to stay comfy right here in Santa Monica,
ONE FRIDAY
We had the possibility of three or four good alternative candidates for City Council, and by a week later, last Friday, they all disappeared into thin air.
Even
A MONTH AGO
(Too early! some said) I started writing in earnest about the upcoming election in November for City Council seats. Meaning, since there was no Earnest currently on
LOTS OF GREAT MUSIC, TONIGHT THROUGH SUNDAY
So let’s chat about the thea-tuh, shall we?
There I go again. Butting into the arts area already covered so skillfully by
YA WIN SOME, LOSE SOME
Man, I wanted to go to the Laurel Canyon Love Street Festival Saturday, for the lineup that will probably never be repeated, noteworthy musicians from
EASY HEADLINE
(Last week was Part 1.) Hard, complicated subject, this ruination of our once-fair City through reckless overdevelopment. But maybe not. I’ve tried to make it simpler for
NILSSON SCHMILSSON
Having written that song when he was barely 30, I guess he got his wish. You likely either adore Nilsson or never heard of him. When asked at
