I experienced last Friday, January 22, 2010, what was as virtually perfect a day as I can remember, filled from start to finish with good friends, new friends, beautiful women, beautiful weather, great food, great music, great films, being creative, and Batman.
I will enumerate the day's events thusly:
- I drove over to Lou O'Bedlam's house, which contains a staggeringly brilliant display of his excellent polaroid photography across three walls, top to bottom. Lou and I always have good conversations. We spoke mainly about work (or lack thereof), but I assure you the banter was terribly witty.
- We got in my car and headed west with Jon Hill in tow. I'd never met Jon before. He's a filmmaker, photographer and editor -- but before I knew that, I'd seriously asked him if he was a male prostitute, as that's seriously what his out-of-context work anecdotes suggested. It is always a good day when I can make a new friend and immediately accuse them of being a whore.
- We arrived in Venice Beach! I rarely have the opportunity to visit the west side and I love exploring new areas of the city.
- We met Katie Horwitch, a beautiful model and actress I recognized from her many great photoshoots with Lou. She greeted us all with a warm hug.
- We met Katie's roommate Sandy, a similarly beautiful girl who was doing her makeup in the bathroom to the sounds of Goldfrapp -- one of my favorite bands -- which played on a MacBook she'd set on top of the toilet.
- While Katie picked out an outfit for the shoot, Sandy worked on her ensemble for some sort of important presentation. She modeled a couple pairs of boots and asked me what I thought, which is a question I love to answer.
- On the beach, Katie told me she's an admirer of my girlfriend Stepho and her photos. "I call her Super-Hot-Black-Hair-Steph," she said.
- I took some iPhone shots of Katie in the rain while Lou and Jon took real pictures with real cameras. Katie was very cool and made sure to give me some faces and poses even though I was just using a piece-of-shit cameraphone.
- On the drive back to Hollywood, the boys and I traded war stories about the dating scene in L.A., which is statistically unfavorable to heterosexual men. I've been with my beautiful girlfriend for nearly four years now, which is great, but it was fun to relive some of the variously stupid and/or brilliant (but mostly stupid) mischief I got up to in Hollywood in the last decade.
- Back at home, I worked some more on my Rainy Day mix, which you can listen to and read more about here. I've had a lot of positive feedback on my bedroom DJ mixes and I love making them.
- Stephanie came home and we drove up to Pasadena to visit our beautiful friend Becky, who was sitting down to dinner with her similarly beautiful friend Diana when we arrived. We drank wine and talked about classical music, as Diana is a prodigious pianist. Her enthusiasm for music reminded me of when my high school chums Joe Kwon (cellist) and Rodrigo Davila (classical guitar) walked by and heard "Under Pressure" by David Bowie and Queen coming from my dorm room. They burst in and demanded to know what it was, explaining that the song's structure and arrangements were beyond practically anything they'd heard in popular music. I lack the musical understanding to appreciate what they were hearing, but I played the track for Diana and she agreed "Under Pressure" was uncommonly good.
- Diana and I talked about some classical musicians' snobbery towards film scores. I played her some of Shirley Walker's theme from Batman: The Animated Series. Unable to get it out of her mind, Diana dragged me upstairs to Becky's keyboard and made me play the Walker track again and again. She was relentless in her tutelage and refused to quit until I learned a couple bars of the Batman theme.
- Stepho, Becky, Diana and I drove to Magnolia, a great wine bar in Pasadena. I hadn't eaten anything all day so I was all over the fried halibut and chips and a lovely glass of Pinot Grigio.
- Magnolia is a kind of trendy/yuppie joint. The soundtrack was mainly dance remixes of hit pop songs, including the Lost Daze remix of Beyoncé's "Halo". Accompanying the music was a projection of The Lucy & Desi Comedy Hour on an large brick wall. It was plain that we were seeing some kind of depiction of Ricky and Lucy's first meeting. I was totally captivated by the strange montage effect of that Lucy video with that Beyoncé song.
- Steph and I drove back to Hollywood via the 110 freeway, one of my favorite drives in Los Angeles. Going from Pasadena to Downtown, you drive over a bridge that I always remembered from Who Framed Roger Rabbit?
- We got home and fell asleep watching The Great Escape, one of my favorite films.