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When we were old enough to pile into my RX3 and head from Santa Barbara to LA in the mid-80s for shows, the hardcore scene was pretty much over, though we saw some good gigs at the Olympic (Circle Jerks, Vandals, Fear et al) but mostly the postpunk thing was happening, Butthole Surfers and Alien Sex Fiend and those characters. I was there for the July '86 riot at a Cramps show at the Palladium (there was a similar incident at a Ramones show about two months later). The LAPD, whom I now revere, were very quick to hassle kids and crack heads, God bless 'em. Here's five-0 at the Palladium in 1984: https://farm1.staticflickr.com/926/4...71a2f1ba_o.pnglapl My impression of LA at the time? It was pretty bleak. And comparatively treeless—few of the now-giant sidewalk-destroying ficus had been planted, or at least had grown much. The smog was like pea soup. I just recall thinking it a giant concrete hellscape. In another clip from The Decline here's Eugene, at 8:15, summing up life in LA, 1980: Q: The pent-up aggression, where does that come from? Eugene: Well with me it just comes from, like, living in the city, just seeing all the ugly old people, and just the *ing buses, and just the dirt, that's what I see all the time, so I'm just *ing bummed, thinking about that. When I moved here in the mid-90s it was still the LA of the riots, crack, and you had to seek out your fun. LA seemed just emerging from the intellectual vacuity of the 1970s. Yes, now we have immigration and homelessness and overdevelopment, but my God has this place gentrified. And has trees. More to the point, in relation to the NLA thread, barely a day goes by, certainly not a weekend, where there isn't some amazing LA history-related activity, whether it be tours or lectures or film screenings or what-have-you. I'd say we're living in a golden age, but of course we wouldn't recognize it as such, during. |
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https://78.media.tumblr.com/b656a598...rtso1_1280.jpg I have a lot of flyers for shows I never went to. Here's one of them. Pretty accurate depiction of Los Angeles punk couture in 1981. https://78.media.tumblr.com/51a9cc99...rtso2_1280.jpg Just want to add one observation - the hardcore punks I knew, every single one of them, had been sent as kids in the 1960s and 1970s to very strict and repressive Catholic schools. They all had stories to tell about what that was like. |
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You musicians on here have to get together. This thread needs it's very own band. I can see it now - https://s7.postimg.cc/77d47qq23/NLA_LP.jpg If you don't want to write your own material, some suggestions for covers - "79th and Sunset" by Humble Pie "Driving Down Alvarado" by Anne McCue "Bunker Hill" by Red Hot Chili Peppers "Goodnight Hollywood Blvd" by Ryan Adams "I Love L.A." by Randy Newman "Pico-Union District" by Psycho Realm "64 Bars on Wilshire" by Barney Kessel "The World Began in Eden and Ended in Los Angeles" by Phil Ochs :rock: :) |
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Another place I just remembered was the Knitting Factory. It was located inside of this building on Hollywood Blvd. I never played there, either, though friends of mine did. |
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https://imagizer.imageshack.com/v2/1...923/CjQWBu.jpg EBAY ASKING....$75.00 "Friday February 24, 1984 Olympic Auditorium, FEAR with special guests, Circle Jerks, Vandals, Sin 34, Toxic Reasons and Afflicted" I'm kidding. I'm sure you know the name of your own band. ;) |
Unknown 24 hour cafe on La Cienega?
Does anyone remember the name of this cafe that used to be on La Cienega Blvd, between Santa Monica and Melrose, on the east side of the street?
This would be late '80s. It was a sit-down cafe, with waiters and menus. It had normal tables, no couches or booths or anything like that. It was open 24 hours, so my then-girlfriend and I would often end up there after a night out. We'd usually be there between 2 and 3 AM. We'd order espressos and, I think, a side order of french fries. Radio DJ Rodney Bingenheimer was always there, every time, sitting alone at a table near the rear of the restaurant. I am no longer sure of the exact location, but it would be somewhere in the green area: https://i.imgur.com/99MRJHt.gif This Le Petit Bistro may be the same building: https://i.imgur.com/WowsWMu.jpg This was one of the very few 24/7 places in LA at the time, so it should(?) be easy for LA noirishers to remember. I can't remember the name of the place, and it's driving me nuts. But for some reason, I think the name was something animal or safari related - maybe something like Flamingo, or Giraffe, or Elephants... or perhaps I am wrong about the name. I asked several friends about the place, and they remember it, too (including the ever-present Rodney), but none of us can remember the name of the place. Does this place ring any bells with LA Noirishers? |
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Beaudry, could this be the poster for the gig you saw? If so..you can buy it HERE, but it's kind of expensive. |
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just so fun / here's a close up of the photographer's stamp https://imagizer.imageshack.com/v2/8...923/nQhTVZ.jpg I'm looking through directories as we speak. __________________ UPDATE: https://imagizer.imageshack.com/v2/6...922/c37qbN.jpg LAPL / 1902 city directory I thought Mr. Kennett might have had another gallery downtown. (now we know he lived at 2107 S. Main Street) |
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I was just reading about how the punk scene was fueled by Goldenvoice, and Goldenvoice existed as a way to launder drug money. How noirish is that? |
All this reminiscing about misspent youth seems to stray from our architectural duties, so on a related note—here's an image of some punk kids, miscreant hoods up to no good, on the run from the law in what movie, and where? Bonus points if you name their juvenile gang!
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But if I may, I'd like to suggest one more selection: "Theme from 77 Sunset Strip." |
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Are those actors, maybe? Pennyfeathers is the La Cienega cousin of a Greenwich Village hangout, a 24-hour place that's said not to really get going until after midnight. Of course it's only about 7 now, but possibly the striking, gorgeously dressed young couple that just glided in the door might be the first swallows of spring, as it were.The review also mentions the burgers, the barbecue chicken and ribs, the short ribs, the soup and the "chocolate Grand Marnier mousse cake with chocolate cookie crust". |
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I, on the other hand, grew up in the Crescenta Valley, and my range was mostly Pasadena and Glendale, which were at the time open and heavily treed. Traffic congestion was minimal, and only occurred at rush hour. My own comparison of then with now is naturally the opposite of yours, but I'd say we're both right. We have simply witnessed the proceedings from different vantage points. Regarding Black Flag, their appearances hereabouts had the reputation of attracting violent malefactors. Justified or not, this made the group persona non grata with officials all over the area. I recall once that they were booked to play a daytime gig at La Cañada High School. Everybody got tickets. But the show never came off, because the Sheriffs compelled the school officials--who had NO CLUE who this group was--to cancel it. Too bad. It would have been epic. EDIT: Writing this dislodged some additional info from my memory. I did not recall it quite correctly. This was supposed to be a stealth gig; the group booked it because it was as far away as possible from any problems. They just wanted to play. But somehow word got out, and punkers--who, shall we say, were very conspicuous in those environs--gathered in advance of the show, which alarmed school officials, who cancelled the show and summoned the Sheriffs to break things up. For my part, I've known a lot of punkers, and they were just people. Punk was all about getting back to the basics of rock for most of them, at least in musical terms. |
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THAT'S IT, Hoss, thank you so much! I've been trying to remember the name, on and off, for about two years! :banana: On the contrary, I would say that the name IS animal related - at least, in a sense - by the word feathers. One of the other names I kept thinking up was "Birds", so the word feathers was at least in my brain to some degree. Thanks again, Hoss! - finding out the name is like finally getting a two year old itch scratched! :) |
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Most of his friends made it, and when they did he was always proud and would pull out his album and say " Glenn Campbell was my guitar player" or " Cher was our background singer" .... "Dionne Warwick mother made the best coffee on the road". I never really got it until after he passed. I asked just about every person alive who he talked highly off and they always had great memories of him. And cher confirmed everything he said. Im still trying to find a photo host but till then here is a youtube clip. |
I did not have any Druids in the family as far as I know, but I did have an aunt who was a Rosacrucian.... I was looking at the Burbank contingent to see if I could recognize a face, but no luck. 1925 was a bit before my time. I was also trying to see if any of the buildings were recognizable, and I think that the large brick building behind and slightly to the right of the Burbank contingent of Druids is the First Christian Church, which was under construction at the time. If so, then the location of the picture behind the Burbank group would probably be at Glenoaks Blvd. (then 4th street) and Tujunga. This would be in the center of the photo. The next street behind the group would be Verdugo. None of the houses that are visible in the picture behind the group are there now, or if they are, they are remodeled beyond recognition. Tujunga above Glenoaks is now solidly apartment buildings. The buildings along Glenoaks are also not there anymore, as far as I can tell. The fish-eye lens used for the panoramic picture distorts a lot in the way of things in the background. Anyway, that is my contribution to the location.
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In 1901 he was living in San Francisco and was apparently in a partnership with a Mr. Jones. Prior to that, he lived in the Bay Area and was a photographer there. Luther Whitfield Kennett was born in North Carolina, in August of 1861, just a few months after the start of the Civil War. By 1870 the family lived in Illinois. He married Adeline Riggs in Missouri in 1886. They appear in California, living in the Bay Area when their daughter was born in 1892. They also had a son, born two years later. His father died in Washington state in 1908 and he is found living there between then and 1919 when his wife died in Marin County, CA. He is a house carpenter in 1920, living in Sacramento. In 1921 he was admitted to Patton State Hospital, in San Bernardino, where he was treated for epileptic psychosis. He died there in 1936 and because the hospital cemetery was filled by 1930, his body, which was unclaimed, was donated to science at what is now Loma Linda University. Find A Grave has a photo of him with his five brothers |
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