I love this little color drawing from Adam Barnett.
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the man, the myth, the legend. One of those people that is a true diamond in a very rough world. Born in Arkansas, Levon Helm retained that Southern drawl in an exceptional journey throughout the world of rock & roll. This story, I was not ready to tell, and will not be able to express everything I would ever wish to in order to do his legacy justice. But I will try.
I was maybe 18 or 19 when I first learned of The Band. I heard them through a boyfriend and our friends, his bandmates. They were instantly hooked while I slowly warmed up to these musical pioneers. I’m actually afraid to mention The Last Waltz because it was always a sensitive subject for Levon. But to the uninformed, that film was pretty epic. In the end, it touched many and that, I know, Levon would feel would be the only good that came of making that “documentary.” I know the stories behind the stories. I read This Wheel’s On Fire, Levon’s biography, and could not put it down. Talk about a great storyteller. There are very few that come to mind that I can say was a genuine storyteller; Levon was one of those rare few. I remember being folded up into a chair at their kitchen table, my laptop before me, my fingers tapping away furiously- trying to keep up with Levon’s electrifying tales.
When I was 20, I graduated from college, I got my first job, I lost my first job. I flew out to Woodstock, New York to live with my boyfriend, Levon and Sandy Helm. I don’t think many people can actually say that sentence. Actually, I’m pretty certain no one can. I had a unique experience, one of those “moon stories” I suppose.
I remember flying into Albany, New York, excited, tired and cold. I jumped into a dark Saab only to be greeted by a vibrant figure, Lee, smiling ear to ear, confirming my beauty and saying, “Welcome home.”
Home. We pulled onto a vast property enveloped by darkness and the sound of woodland creatures. I was told that “my loft” was ready and waiting for my arrival. And this was only the beginning…
rice + brown sugar + cinnamon = heaven in your mouth. Truth. Take a trip down to Koo’s in Koreatown because trust me it is well worth it, especially when you can buy these amazing little pancakes for one whole dollar! They are a fluffy and doughy sweet treat that could be eaten at any point in the day. Yum. My mouth just watered.
i saw the exquisite work of Haroshi last night. He was in the house of Huf, which wound up as a crazy party. It’s cool to see that this kind of creativity still exists in a tangible way. This artist takes old skateboards and spins them into amazing pieces of art. check out more pieces here.
i’ve decided to do something new. when I feel compelled to share a word that I feel we should all use in our vocabularies…I will share it.
cathartic can best be explained as an adjective.
a feeling of purification.
a feeling of purgation.
spiritually. emotionally. both. separately.
a feeling of renewal.
a therapeutic experience.
usually through art.
how you can use this in your daily life:
“I watched Revenge of the Nerds. It had a cathartic effect on me.”
who thought of this? The Greeks. Who else?
Well. There’s a lot to say and not enough words or thought to be able to do so. Especially just hours after watching this film. Christopher Nolan is amazing. His style of writing and directing remind me of the great films from the 1990s, which is funny because all of his notable work began right in 2000 (Memento). Leonardo DiCaprio never disappoints. Ever. He is an actor that has and will stand the test of time. From the minute I saw him I knew why I loved him. (Not only cause he’s handsome but because) he is truly such a talent and a force. Leonardo can really make you feel like you’re watching a whole new person every time he is in a new film and that takes a lot of skill. He played his character so well and with such complexity that you were just able to feel his pain with every word or look. You spend a lot of the film not really knowing about his mysterious past but when it is slowly revealed to you his character only goes deeper and more vulnerable that you can’t help but to get pulled in. Joseph Gordon-Levitt was great. I liked him when he first saw angels in the outfield and though I wasn’t sure how he would turn out as an adult actor, I can say he totally gave himself to this role. He played the perfect second man to DiCaprio’s character. Tom Hardy was kind of unexpectedly awesome. I’ve never seen him before and though at first he was a bit off-putting, his was the character that just grew on you until you just loved him. Ken Watanabe is so cool. He is just that kind of actor that is automatically cool without even trying. He is so intriguing and the entire time you feel something greater is going on within without ever really getting to know what that is… Cillian Murphy is so good. He has such a look and way about him that makes it so easy to be taken in by his character. Marion Cotillard is so beautiful and so talented. She really rounded out this cast. I loved her character and the way she played it, which was complicated and downright sexy. Ellen Page was also really good. What was great about her casting was that they went against the expected sex kitten/bombshell character. Page’s character felt plain real and that’s what matters in a film that is dealing with such extraordinary circumstances. The story was fantastic. Another brilliant job of writing by Christopher. He is just so dang good. His ideas are brilliant and his execution even more brilliant. I’ve been hearing that the plot is hard to follow but that’s not true at all. I think that when people are made to feel dumb then they just say things like to make themselves feel better. The dreams versus reality and everything that goes along with it was totally easy to understand and not hard to follow at all. What made it really awesome was the particular detail to the sound design. It was pretty much impeccable and you felt like you were traveling through dimensions. And of course with a score by Hans Zimmer, you can’t lose. Then there’s the visual effects. Insane. So striking. It was as if they mixed Saving Private Ryan with The Matrix and got this awesome, very advanced hybrid effect that felt real but bizarre. The cinematography was truly stunning thanks to the very talented Wally Pfister. Another thing to note about this film was how well done the dream sequences were. I think it’s really hard to re-create dreams of any sort. When you try to tell someone your dreams or someone is telling you theirs, it’s hard to grasp. When you’re in it, it actually feels real yet you know something is off and a bit on the surreal side. Nolan did a wonderful job of doing this. This film is pretty much amazing and is going to be, if not already, huge. And… I want to be an Extractor.
mila: sushi. It has definitely become my favorite cuisine. It took years for me to finally get there, and I can accredit Ashley for that. When we were young, probably pre-teen years, Ashley and her family would always go to Iroha Sushi in Studio City. I would go along and hesitantly order California rolls because that’s as risky as I would get. The idea of raw fish completely grossed me out. Then after some years, I branched out to Spicy Tuna rolls and then I discovered Yellowtail. The rest is history.
Katsu-ya became my favorite joint in the city. It was small, always busy and the quality of the fish was always up to par. Spicy Tuna on Crispy Rice is my heaven. It’s a craving that cannot be satisfied by any other food. One day while at Katsu-ya on Ventura Blvd., it was so jam-packed that the hostess sent me to their new sister restaurant, Kiwami by Katsu-ya, just down the block. I was home. This is my favorite spot in all of Los Angeles. I love the staff and the chefs and they can always fit you in no matter what time or day. Whenever Ashley and I go we get the Raku Mori, which is an assortment of sushi for two. It’s a great deal especially for the quality of food you’re getting. One of the servers told me that the name Kiwami is best interpreted as “better” and that this latest restaurant is Katsu-ya’s pride and joy, so he pays particular attention to it. Two weeks ago when I went, I saw a chef I’ve never seen before, he was sitting outside with people all around him. I knew it was him. Of course, I got all star-struck because I love his food. By the way, SBE bought Katsu-ya’s recipes a few years ago, hence the chain Katsuya (no dash), but these restaurants are not overseen and regulated by Katsu-ya, therefore the quality is not as great as his actual slew of eateries.
Last night a friend of mine took me to Sushi Nozawa, where the infamous Sushi Nazi (Kazunori Nozawa) resides. It’s been said that if he doesn’t like you, he won’t serve you. If you are smoking outside his restaurant and you let smoke inside, he will banish you forever. And if at the very end of the meal you get his “special” plate, then you know you’ve made it into his ranks of favoritism. Needless to say I was nervous as I walked in. Nozawa has a scar on his eye and is very rigid behind his bar. I smiled, he smiled. Phew. We sat far from him as to avoid any communication with the man of mystery. Nozawa practices the centuries-old tradition of omakase (let the chef determine the menu) which is always a bit nerve-wracking but mostly exciting. I felt his eyes on me as I took my first bite. Damn. It was good. Then it kept coming and coming. Then I was getting to the point where I felt like I was going to throw up. I didn’t want to disrespect him by not eating what I was given, so I kept pounding it down. Then… It arrived. The plate. I ate it. Then… Another special plate. It was obvious he loved me. I must say, this man, who spent 6 years perfecting rice before even touching a piece of fish, is truly an amazing sushi chef.