Yours truly talking about ancient vinyl and other holy pop relics extracted from the attic, in the convivial online company of Mark Ellen & David Hepworth. Hear us comparing notes on the Stones, The Band, Todd Rundgren and Nina Simone…
Yours truly talking about ancient vinyl and other holy pop relics extracted from the attic, in the convivial online company of Mark Ellen & David Hepworth. Hear us comparing notes on the Stones, The Band, Todd Rundgren and Nina Simone…
Hello –
I grew up – if one could call it that – in Laurel Canyon, in the ’60s. Frank and Gail Zappa lived in the Log Cabin while I was attending junior high; Joni Mitchell gave me a ride home from school on a couple of rainy afternoons.
All this seemed completely normal to me.
A lot of people think that L.A. is a completely artificial place, and it is, or was, centered around the business of illusion. I guess the music scene in Laurel Canyon (and Topanga as well) was pretty faux, but being a kid in the middle of it was amazingly cool. I’d trade today’s weird scenes for those in a hot minute.
I hope everything is well with you, and I look forward to more of your writings.
Regards,
Mark Michaels
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Thanks for your wonderful reminiscence, Mark. A lift home from Joni: now you’re talking. What street did you live on, as a matter of interest? Barney
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