This basically involves leapfrogging around town according to where I need or want to be, and of course, without ever having to think about "going back home" at day's end. I recall this being a big paradigm shift during my early days of living in The Falcon, but by now, even after having been gone for 15 months, it feels like old hat.
Starting with yesterday, for example, after spending a chunk of the afternoon hanging out in the Valley with a couple of friends, I rolled downtown to Daikokuya in Little Tokyo for some very happening late night ramen noodles...
The place is a very questionable-looking hole in the wall, but very likely as good a reason as any to visit LA. Ah, the power of soup! And yes, like the pie from the other day, this is some pretty solidly neolithic food, but some things are worth stepping out of the usual routine for every now and again. Pie and the above bowl of ramen qualify in this nomad's book. Take note, grasshoppers – this is not the same ramen you lived on for 20 cents at a time in your college dorm.
My plan was to make it down to Fullerton for a concert earlier this evening, so I spent last night in Little Tokyo doing some pretty hard core urban stealth camping, and shortly after rush hour died down this morning, I resumed the roll south.
A quiet afternoon in a Fullerton park ensued while I got caught up on some orchestrating work, followed by a really killer performance this evening by the mighty Pacific Brass Ensemble. This group specializes in playing film music, some right along with the picture and some not, and they totally nailed a lot of very challenging stuff. I can't overstate just how refreshing it is to hear such seasoned pros do their thing. Being able to sit back, relax, and just know that the pitch and time are going to be dead on is not to be taken for granted. Check 'em out.
I briefly considered spending the night in some quiet corner of Fullerton, but with plans to do some playing early in the day tomorrow in Hollywood, I opted to do my time-tested "beat-the-traffic-the-night-before" routine and settle in just around the corner from where I'll need to be.
Listen up, LA traffic: after all this time, I still have you totally licked. It's not even a fair fight, really...