a long day of eating amongst the angels
I’ve been in Los Angeles all week and yesterday turned out to be a particularly food-centric and decidedly LA type of day.
I started my day at Hugo’s in Studio City meeting with Paul Bailey, a composer friend of mine and fellow tweeter who recently organized a midnight performance of In C that I really wish I could have been here for. It was a lovely breakfast and took place at one of those decidedly Californian (and also, extremely Boulder) places where pretty much everything can be ordered vegan and gluten-free and in every other possible micro-diet-specific variation. This was, naturally enough, followed by coffee at the original Whole Foods where I also spotted this wine abomination that, I’m pretty sure, signals the end of civilization.
In the afternoon, Jess Fagre and I tracked down the Kogi taco truck (as a part of our ongoing quest to have the best damn tacos anywhere). The pork taco was especially delicious. I can’t think of a more LA activity than eating Korean tacos out of the back of a Prius across the street from LACMA. Delightful.
In the evening I finally got a chance to eat at Animal with fellow Avant Media principal artist Dani Beauchamp. A truly spectacular meal. It doesn’t get much better than toast with stunning, shimmering Lardo, a shockingly delicious chicken liver crostini. The crispy pig’s ears is one of the best things I’ve ever eaten. Our meal was really just fantastic. Enlightening food, beautiful wine, and delightful company. A perfect evening in my opinion.
After dinner I went to a pub that, for reasons I still do not understand, specializes in turtle racing. As in: racing actual turtles. I did not get to see any of these racing turtles, but it was a bizzare and interesting place. All in all I feel about LA the same as I always have. I have a great time while I’m actually here (yesterday was particularly special) but within minutes of leaving I return quickly to my New Yorker hating LA mindset and I think that’s just fine.
I’ll be back here a lot over the next couple of years ( there are a lot of performances in the works ) and, after a day of such gluttony, I’m glad about that.
Reflections on my time in Italy
It was an odd week to say the least.
I'm not entirely sure what happened, but somehow I went from creating new work on a strange baroque organ to cooking for 20 for a week and getting a pretty awesome tan.
It's not that I didn't enjoy my time in Italy, I definitely did. It ended up almost being a proper vacation - something I haven't had in a long time. I just didn't go there with the plan of having a vacation. I had fully expected to be cooped up in a dark church for a week listening to drones and trying to write. Instead I sat in the hot sun and cooked in a hot kitchen.
I did meet some amazing people, and reconnected with some old friends. The Monastery was able to put together a group of truly, fantastically talented individuals to take part in a strange little performance that, unfortunately, was much more about entertainment than it was about art - and there's nothing wrong with entertainment - it was the right thing to put on in the little labyrinthine town of Calvi dell'Umbria - it just wasn't why I was there, and it's not what I'm interested in doing these days.
I've since come up with some new ideas for new pieces, and I'm hoping to find ways to work with many of the people that I met while I was there. Who knows, it may turn out to have been an incredibly beneficial experience.
Just not in the way I thought it would be.