"Yo!" A black man in a filthy, yellow, collared shirt lies sprawled out in the middle of the Sixth Street sidewalk, out cold. No more than four inches from his face is a Business Improvement District officer, who shouts again: "Yo!" "Is he breathing?" asks a woman passing by, worried...
On Saturday, spectators of all ages were out in multitudes on a beautiful summer night in Glendale to celebrate the 21st annual Cruise Night. Brand Boulevard, one of the main streets through downtown Glendale, was closed to traffic and lined with over 250 classic, pre-1979 cars. There was plenty of food to be had and many of the businesses on Brand stayed open late for the festivities The evening ended with fireworks and a 50th anniversary concert from The Kingsmen, who performed their ultimate party hit, "Louie, Louie." All photos by Jared Cowan.
The World Cup has taken Los Angeles by storm. With viewings beginning at 9 a.m., soccer fans have congregated at some of the best bars in the city including The Village Idiot, Goal, The Parlour on Melrose, Big Wang's and more. Whether they're cheering for their native country, favorite players or mourning the USA's loss, Angelenos have paid close attention to the Cup, showing that soccer is becoming more than a fad. All photos by Daniel Kohn.
The 11th annual "hybrid vision" New Original Works Festival at REDCAT debuts eight new pieces, a varied batch of multidisciplinary works by mostly early-career artists intent on shaking up creative traditions. For the first weekend of three, the festival kicks off with a bill featuring choreographer-dancer Wilfried Souly in Saana/The Foreigner, a solo to live music by multi-instrumentalists, while the Rosanna Gamson/World Wide dance troupe's Still interprets "the neuroscience of dreams." Finally, with a 20-member cast, a choir and chamber orchestra, Overtone Industries' ICELAND is an experimental opera/work of musical work conceived and directed by company main man O-Lan Jones in collaboration with singer-songwriter Emmett Tinley. REDCAT, 631 W. Second St., dwntwn.; Thu., July 24-26, 8:30 p.m.; festival continues through Aug. 9; $20, $16 for REDCAT members/students, $14 for CalArts students/faculty/staff; three-weekend festival pass $40. (213) 237-2800, redcat.org/event/nowfest-2014-week-one.More
Best known as the NOW Festival, the 11th annual celebration of new original dance and other performing arts opens with dancer Wilfried Souly collaborating with Senegalese Kora player Amadou Fall and multi-instrumentalist Tom Moose, choreographer Rosanna Gamson and her troupe World Wide with Still, and contemporary opera from Overtone Industries. Next Thursday, program II opens with Carole Kim’s multi-media work with dance by Oguri and Roxanne Steinberg, table-top puppetry by Marsian De Lellis and new dance and music by d. Sabela grimes. Program III closes the series with a new theatrical work by John Fleck and new dance by Ate9 dANCEcOMPANY.More
She is considered by many to be the reigning ballerina dancing today and he is equally stellar. Established stars in Russia, they left to guest with American Ballet Theater and others, mostly in the classical ballet. Originally scheduled for January with a classical emphasis, in the interim the program took on a more contemporary mode with works by big-name modern choreographers Sidi Larbi Cherkaoui, Ohad Naharin and Arthur Pita. On a prior visit, Osipova and Vasiliev were ferocious in a contemporary pas de deux. They don't just do tutus.More
Grab your dancing shoes and head downtown to join choreographers from So You Think You Can Dance for this year's National Dance Day. Founded by SYTYCD's Nigel Lythgoe and Dizzy Feet Foundation, its free events will have feet flying in several U.S. cities. In L.A., the Music Center is a co-sponsor for an all-day event inviting everyone, no matter their age or agility, to enjoy the chance to dance as the action moves from Grand Park to the fountains to the Music Center Plaza. But first! Go online (musiccenter.org/ndd) to learn the routines, which range from easy to advanced. Then on Saturday, starting at 10 a.m., join the dancing throngs in Grand Park led by Lythgoe and SYTYCD choreographer Chris Scott. At noon, cool down at the Grand Park fountain as Baby Loves Disco hosts a family-friendly dance party, or mosey over to the Music Center and spend the afternoon learning repertoire in specific styles from top-notch local companies including CONTRA-TIEMPO (urban Latin, from 12:15 to 1 p.m.), Lula Washington Dance Theatre (contemporary/Afro-Cuban, from 1:15 to 2 p.m.), and Culture Shock (hip-hop/street dance, from 2 to 3:15 p.m.). Now in its third year, the day brings so much fun, it's easy to forget that its goal is to highlight the health and wellness benefits of exercising through dance. Dancers know that already; National Dance Day lets the rest of us in on the secret. Grand Park, 200 N. Grand Ave., dwntwn., and the Music Center Plaza, 135 N. Grand Ave., dwntwn.; Sat., July 26, 10 a.m.-3 p.m.; free. musiccenter.org/ndd.More
fri 7/25 Dierks Bentley GREEK THEATRE For the better part of the past decade, Dierks Bentley has helped usher in a new era of country music. His catalog has spawned seven No. 1 hits on Billboard's Hot Country Songs charts and cemented his status as one of mainstream country's superstars...
The Sunset Strip burned up the music scene as Nico Vega launched their Lead to Light record release bash Monday night at The Roxy. Dark Waves played an amazing debut performance, while Queen Caveat broke open the the jammed packed club. Nico Vegas frontwoman Aja Volkman danced in the crowd, brought the party on stage, and painted dots on fans foreheads. Good times as always on the Strip! All photos by Michele McManmon.
It has all the elements of a tall tale told in a Mississippi barroom: Have you heard? Bob's wife went out to Los Angeles and says a restaurant there is serving Hoppin' John for $14!! Can you imagine? Naaaw. It couldn't be. Hoppin' John: that murky side dish found at...
Milo's Kitchen, a part of California-based Big Heart Pet Brands, is taking its homestyle dog treats on the road this summer with the "Treat Truck." The dogified food truck is making stops all over the country, ending up in New York early September. The truck stopped at Redondo Beach Dog Park Friday morning entertaining the pups with treats, a photo-booth and play zone. Milo's Kitchen Treat Truck offered samples of the line's six flavors, all with chicken or beef as the first ingredient, and all made in the U.S.A. with no artificial colors or preservatives. All photos by Nanette Gonzales.
On June 28th, more than 40 of L.A. and Mexico's hottest taco makers gathered at El Pueblo de Los Angeles downtown to showcase the best of Southern California's taco scene. Curated by the World's First Tacorazzo, Bill Esparza, Tacolandia attendees enjoyed music, drinks, a tequila tasting and of course, plenty of taco goodness. All photos by Anne Fishbein.
Prominently squatting near the head of a long bridge connecting an archipelago of four small islands to the mainland, Panama City's new Biomuseo looks from a distance like an abstract turtle painted in bright colors. As you draw nearer to the building, the fragmentation of the design becomes clearer, and...
If you know painter Joe Goode, who road-tripped to L.A. from Oklahoma in 1959 to make his go as an artist, you probably know his drawings of torn paper or paintings of blue skies. They're pretty nonchalant and usually modestly sized, so it's surprising to see how big and majestic the new paintings in his "Flat Screen Nature" show at Kohn Gallery are. They're two-tone expanses of color painted on sheets of fiberglass. Even though you could tumble right into those deep blues, Goode's still not taking himself too seriously. Every piece has weirdly ragged edges and the titles are jokes: Honk if You See Jesus for one with a ghostly shape near the bottom, or Coming Attraction for one that looks like a big-screen sunset. 1227 N. Highland Ave., Hlywd.; through Aug. 29. kohngallery.com.More
The first Queer Biennial is a national survey focusing on the current moment in out/queer/LGBT visual culture — a salient idea, and one that's sure to be expanded upon in the future. Though its curator, Ruben Esparza, and its first venue, Coagula Curatorial, are both L.A. institutions, the Biennial has elements planned for New York, Mexico and Europe and includes artists from the American West, East and Mid, and even a little bit of Canada. Contributions come from bondage-friendly photographer and director Rick Castro; jewelry designer and metalworker Angela Gleason; filmmaker, writer, photographer and mixed-media artist Bruce LaBruce; photocollagist and neon sculptor Lili Lakich; and portraitist, muralist and illustrator Miguel Angel Reyes. Musicians and performers include Themegoman, Crystal Powers and Devan M, along with photographer and indie-erotica provocateur Dave Naz; Austin Young, champion of transgender fabulosity in photography, performance, film and public spectacle; and conceptualist and curator Esparza, whose pun-laden mixed-media work mashes up commercial and alternative cultural signifiers. As you might expect, the exhibition (and related happenings both at the opening and during the July 26 Perform Chinatown festival) is provocative in its ideas and inclusive in its style, with artists sharing only a sensibility that Esparza describes as "not shying away from sexuality, identity, the body and all-around queerness." What you might not have anticipated? The familiarity and accessibility on display here. After all, the show is fundamentally just about the human experience. Coagula Curatorial, 974 Chung King Road, Chinatown; Sat., June 28, 7-11 p.m.; free. Exhibition continues Wed.-Sat., noon-5 p.m., through July 26. (424) 226-2485, queerbiennial.com.More
Ambassador of Americana Charles Phoenix and Dominic's Moonlight Rollerway in Glendale hosted a jubilee featuring skating stars and world champions performing in a variety of costumed musical acts. The best part? An post-show all-skate party! All photos by Star Foreman.
Philip Seymour Hoffman is an island of rumpled calm in Anton Corbijn's urgent A Most Wanted Man, a glum-out-of-principle espionage story based on a John Le Carré novel. The role demands that Hoffman be quiet, steady, occasionally frustrated, and that he hold secrets — often from us, which is a...
"The heart wants what it wants," Woody Allen has taught us, and apparently what his heart wants these days is not to have to bother with writing second drafts of film scripts. His latest, Magic in the Moonlight, plays like a sumptuous vacation, its stars larking about in 1920s finery...
Shea Serrano is an award-winning music writer and goofball, whose recent book is Bun B's Rap Coloring and Activity Book.
3:20 p.m.: Today I am chaperoning our school's Valentine's Day dance. A line of about 100 kids is already waiting to get into the cafeteria, which is where we hold all of our dances. In the movies there's always, like, a decorations committee or whatever worrying that everything's not going to be finished in time, and the dance will be ruined.
That's not how it works in real life. You know who the decorating committee is at a middle school in real life? Four janitors. Do you know how they decorate? They move all of the tables out of the way. Malibooyah. The dance is ready, and the kids go goddamn nuts for it. That's a little thing called being efficient.
Earlier this week, I went to the funeral of a person that I cared about. While I am of course happy that he will get to spend the rest of eternity in Heaven with the woman that he loved (who was there waiting for him), I am sad for myself and for my family because he is someone we all cared about deeply. This is not a remembrance post, though. My wife, this particular man's granddaughter, wrote one far better than I could ever hope to do. This, my true best friends, is a blueprint.
Here's what I know, and you know, and everyone knows: I'm going to die, you're going to die, we're all going to die. I can only hope that it happens to me while I'm doing something cool like climbing a mountain or participating in a Royal Rumble. More likely is that it happens while I'm making a joke about boners on Twitter.
But when my heart is finally crushed under the weight of a lifetime of tortillas and tamales, I want my funeral to be conducted in a very specific manner. The following 11 things need to happen. This is legal and binding. Please make sure that my lawyer gets it, as my wife is already expressing her unwillingness to honor some of my requests. Thank you.
Editor's Note: Shea Serrano is an award-winning music writer and goofball who writes about his life and times.
Among many other things, my twin six-year-olds sons think I am Manu Ginobili from the Spurs; the model for the Georges St-Pierre action figure; Paco from Bloodsport; and the guy inside the blue Power Ranger costume. They think all of these things because I told them, because when you're a dad you can just lie about shit and your kids will believe you.
Did you know I once got into a fistfight with Thor? Or that I taught the Pope how to pray? That I have the muscle density of a gorilla? Or did you know that I invented cars, and also lightning? Fact, fact, fact, fact and fact.
Lying is the tits for dads, man. You know what the trade off is, though? Motherfucking birthday parties.
[Editor's Note: Shea Serrano is an award-winning music writer and goofball]
Everywhere except L.A., the weather has been shitty. Here in Houston, a nasty frost forced closed all of the city's schools and many of its businesses on Friday. The roads were so treacherous and lethal and unforgiving that, even despite the limited traffic, there were more than 500 accidents.
But the front moved in and out quickly. Before too long it was safe to move around again. By Sunday, it was downright pleasant. And by Monday, the schools were fully operational again. At least they were, until one of my sons called God.
(2) It will be a real actual book with real actual words (and also illustrations and charts and stickers and all sorts of other neat stuffs)
(3) I have until November to finish it, which means that every day until then I will be overcome with infinity pressure, and around July I'll place my head in an oven and never be heard from again.
It is very cool but also very intimidating. My editor is considerably smarter than I am, so our correspondence is mostly just me saying "yes, ma'am" a lot and trying to make sure that I don't turn in anything late.
While I worked on the rap coloring book, my six-year-old twin sons, Bay and Meechy, helped out where they could. "Helped out" is, to be sure, a kind summarization. Mostly they just sat by my desk and bothered me with ALL the questions while I worked. It was neat, but something I'd hoped to avoid if I worked on another project.
[In his column Serrano Time, award-winning writer and goofball Shea Serrano writes about his life and times.]
Right now, Pitbull's "Timber," featuring Ke$ha, is number two on Billboard and number one on my GTFOH chart. I don't remember the first time I heard - it seems like I've heard it every day since I was 12-years-old - but I do remember when I decided I hated it (the first time I heard it).
Perhaps I was being too dismissive, given that the video has more than 50,000,000 views, though I have to assume many were watched sarcastically and with hatred in the watcher's heart. Nonetheless, I decided to watch it, hoping that it would change how I felt about the song, or at least make it less likely that when it came on the radio I'd drive my car off a cliff.
[Editor's note: In his column Serrano Time, award-winning writer and goofball Shea Serrano writes about his life and times.]
Oh, man. So you're officially over. That's kind of sad. You were mostly a very dope year -- at least for me, anyway, and truth be told, that's all I really care about because I am selfish and I guess I'm sorry about that. I'll try to be more empathetic in 2014. (The 2014 Empathy Campaign will be largely unsuccessful, of this I am sure.)
2013, Do you remember Chance The Rapper's Acid Rap? That was such a great tape. It might've been the best tape of you, depending on when you happen to ask me. I watched Chance perform live twice. He was super entertaining. I like him a lot. Actually, I just saw that he's on the cover of the new Source. That's so wonderful. He seems so nice. I wonder how he felt about the picture they used though. It kind of made me wish that someone sometime a while back had invented shoes for eyeballs because when my eyeballs saw the cover they jumped out of my skull and ran right the fuck down the block. I didn't like it that much.
[Editor's Note: In his column Serrano Time, award-winning writer and goofball Shea Serrano writes about his life and times.]
This game is very simple: Look at the pictures and guess what Kanye West song each one represents. Boom. That's it. That's all. You're done. That's a little thing called respecting your time. That's a little thing called sometimes Christopher Nolan works a little too hard. I'm saying, because I watched Inception on TNT the other day and I had no idea what the fuck was going on. I spent the whole movie making the same face that you make when you can't remember what you changed your email password to. Fuck you, password.
Click the link underneath each picture to get the answer. Kanye may be insufferable but he's also the tits.
[Editor's Note: In his column Serrano Time, award-winning writer and goofball Shea Serrano writes about his life and times.]
Song: Eminem's "The Monster," featuring Rihanna
History: Eminem did a freestyle battle. He went up against Papa Doc and choked. It was pretty sad. Then some more sad stuff happened to him. But then he did another freestyle battle and, if you can even believe it, he ended up going against Papa Doc again and THIS TIME HE WON BY MAKING PAPA DOC CHOKE. That's a little thing called true justice. After that, Rihanna was like, "Oh my God this dude has mad skills. I need to do a song with him." So they did some pretty good songs together. And then they made "The Monster."
[Editor's Note: In his column Serrano Time, award-winning scribe and goofball Shea Serrano writes about his life and times.]
Here's what you need to know about Robert Sylvester Kelly: He's the fucking best.
At singing. At wearing masks. At making videos of himself having sex. All of it. And so of course his new album, Black Panties, does amazing things. There's one part where he says he wants to make crazy faces in the mirror just because it's fun, and on a different part he says he's going to marry a pussy because it's an extra special pussy. See, he knows that if he gets bored with that pussy then the pussy he married will bring him another pussy to join them. That's a little thing called true love.
Originally, the plan was to review Black Panties using GIFs that captured each song's essence. But that would have required using anime pornography, which wasn't appropriate for this, um, family blog. So I decided on the exact opposite: ADORABLE BABY ANIMAL GIFs!
When I first sat down to type out this post, it was with the full intention of tearing the piss out of Babymetal. This trio of precocious teenage girls — average age is 15 — has become one of the hottest forces in metal thanks to techno-infused J-pop layered over metallic...
For the last several days, I have been in and out of Philadelphia, working on the show that never ends, 10 Things You Don’t Know About. We started about 80 days ago and are over 40 shooting days in, with a ong way to go. I get off easy compared with...
White Fence's latest album, For the Recently Found Innocent, took Tim Presley out of the isolation of his bedroom and into the studio — well, into Ty Segall's one car garage with a foot of soundproofing on each wall, a space so tight Presley says your drink would knock over...