Rockcrit and A-Mama Ann Powers thinks way too hard sometimes

Sunday, June 04, 2006

Here I am


Ten observations about L.A.:

1. White people do not generally know Spanish. Chicanos almost all know English. Until I get a tutor, I am part of this shame.

2. I was warned repeatedly that the women here would have perfect bodies; it's not true. In fact, many are a bit chubby, perhaps because of the need for large breasts. That is real. I have noticed many freaks of supernature walking around with shelves attached to their upper torsos. This does not look attractive. It looks uncomfortable.

3. For a hot place, pastrami sure is popular.

4. The prevalent mode of dressing, male and female, is tacky, highly decorated, and too tight. I fit right in.

5. In n Out Burger: truly delicious, especially at 10 p.m on a Saturday night when you have to be at the club by 10:30.

6. Shows here start pretty early. I'd been told by my pal Sally that the deal is, so many industry folk live here and they all want to see the artist and get back home in time to sleep and get up and take their health hikes in the morning. Sally, I'm so glad.

7. Working moms here really work. At our old day care, I always ended up collecting BB pretty late (justification: we rockers always brought her in two hours later than everyone else), and there she'd be, sitting forlorn by herself with her Dixie cup of Cheerios. Now, I show up at six and the place is bustling with assistant D.A.'s and gals who work for the water bureau. Sing it, kids: "my mom's a feminist, and I understand...."

8. Rich people shop at Gelson's. The boho set shops at Trader Joe's (of course!). The genuine working class goes to Von's. Ralphs -- it depends on the neighborhood. Whole Foods is strictly for the lucky, down here.

9. Real estate brokers are today's true poets. Their sense of metaphor is profound. Did you know "Zen Retreat" means you'd better not own anything, because it won't fit? Or that "Venerable Seclusion" means that you'll climb a hundred stairs to get to your front door? I still haven't figured out what "Pride of Ownership" means, but it seems to have something to do with moldings.

10. The words "chill out" can be uttered in a very hostile way.

Hey, if you wanna read my return to full-on rockcrit mode, check me here.

Peace out, for now.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Mallory said...

It's nice to know that you're getting acquainted because I could always use a tour guide--in more ways than you could possible imagine!

11:38 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ann i found your blog. i love it, keep doing it. also what the heck were you doing picking up the kid from daycare? isn't that the job of mr. mom? keep it in mind... right now rich is cleaning up the kitchen at the rate of one dish an hour..l..

x

11:53 AM

 
Blogger Becca said...

Hey Ann - I'm an old grad school friend of yours who googles you occasionally and is thrilled with your brilliant career. Here's my take on Bruce in Boston where the crowd went nuts: http://not-quite-sure.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-have-seen-rock-and-rolls-past-and.html. I blog kind of anonymously, but I'm sure we can find a way to circumvent this blogspotness and reconnect!

1:34 PM

 
Anonymous suki said...

hi ann!
welcome to los angeles! just found out you were down here. it's been a thousand years since going to shows with you and shirley carlson in seattle and finding out you were going out with my lab partner, and then running into you in northbeach/sf. i'm still in la in spite of myself. hope you're enjoying it here!

10:52 AM

 

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