“Dry your eyes and stand up straight Bugler’s got a place at the Pearly Gates Say goodbye sugar Oh, say goodbye” And so we come to the final year of Clarence White’s life and the eleventh and final (for now) chapter of my Adios Loungeography. I’ve put off this part of his bio for as […]
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Like California, Los Angeles has been rebuked and scorned in book, film, song, musical, vaudeville, pretty much every medium dating back to protozoan wall art. It’s easy to hate LA. I don’t have much of a problem with the city, beyond traffic, but the entertainment-industrial complex is a whoremaker chewing up everything in its […]
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