After Corbu

Done moving; now unpacking.

My arms are soar.

I don’t want to go to work on Monday.

General Whine.

Then: a couple bikers pedal by, hitting their bells and frames to make beats, and giggling. A small child of indeterminable ethnicity pulls a dolly with one small box on it up to his new home next to mine. A man wants to buy cacti I’ve left beside the van. Someone drives by bumping Godfather-esque instrumentals. And then the 13-year old skaterpunk gang, now 15! Ahh…

Los Angeles, my love, here are some tributes:

Angeles by Monsieur Smith, which has shots all along Western Ave. from Little Armenia to Korea Town. There’s also this charming live performance of the video where Smith messes up the song several times and drops his look of forlorn concentration. A nice change.

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Angeles by Elliott Smith
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Los Angeles, I’m Yours by the Decembrists, as seen in this previously linked-to, unofficial video.

Straight Outta Compton by NWA, the classic. Amusing more for the stereotypical cops with ridiculous mustaches than anything else. Also: impressive how many hip hop tropes originated with NWA.

City of Angeles by Red Hot Chili Peppers Ozomatli.  Video is just a taped radio performance, but whatever, I like the band.

Unfair by Pavement, of which there is apparently no video anywhere on the internets, impossible though that may seem. Instead: the wma. (Why a wma file? I don’t know. For unclear reasons, it’s all I can immediately access. Note it’s a 2+ meg download.)

P.S. General Whine would be an awesome GI Joe enemy. Take note writers.