Not a good shot (a polaroid from 1983 in my first Santa Monica rental home), but one of my favorites as these were two of my best friends in L.A. for years, seminal guitarist Sandy Bull (with his child) and Buddy Arnold (balding dude), seminal jazz saxophonist, with my budding bassist son Miles behind us. [PS: The too tight sweater I'm wearing was handed down to me by my oldest brother and I still have it, he got it in 1939!]
An all time favorite of author/actress Jamie Rose and me dancing at a party at her place I think in the Hollywood Hills I'm guessing in the 1980s. [1988, and at The Pink, a club in Santa Monica: see comment below]
Me and writer Tommy Swerdlow at Eve Brandstein's house in Beverly Hills c. 1994?
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Love these pics Lals!
The pic of you and me dancing was taken in 1988 at my 29th bday party at The Pink!
xoxox
I thought it was at your house, The Pink is even better! Bestest friend...
I remember 2 or 3 of those places you lived in Santa Monica. They all seemed very cool, what with the ocean so nearby and all. The sun always shining. Beautiful women draping themselves on you. Glamor in the very air one breathed. Partying with celebrities. Dining out in exotic little restaurants no one had discovered yet. Doing readings in hip clubs in L.A. Luxuriating in the boundless sense of possibility offered by the Western frontier. Of course, none of this compares to New Jersey, but still...
L.A. may be cool but there's no place like home....
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