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Another Night in L.A. (1983) August 25, 2014

Posted by vscorpiozine in 1980s, Veteran Poets.
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Another Night In L.A. (1983 Version)

 I was staying at one of those pay by the week places just off
Hollywood Boulevard when I first moved to L.A., working as a
parking lot cashier in Brentwood during the day (before it became a
real famous murder site). I’d stumble down to the lobby with a
hangover from the night before and drink three cups of coffee from
the vending machine (I loved the tiny red and black cups–they had
pictures of playing cards on ’em.), to wash down a pack of butter
cookies with the jelly in the middle. (Sometimes the vending
machines had pinwheel cookies instead.) Then I’d get on the bus, and
check the band listings in the “Weekly” on the way to work. After
eight hours of writing in my notebook and listening to Dead Milkmen
tapes in the cashiers’ booth, my friend Tony would pick me up and
we’d go have dinner at Barney’s Beanery, hoisting beers in one of the
booths where Morrison used to hold court. Then we’d go to the
Cathay, our favorite Hollywood dive, drink watered down tequila and
watch punk rock bands. They all had fun names, like Vagina den
Tata, Severed Head in a Bag, or Haircuts That Kill. One time we saw
a band called the Mentors, a buncha guys in black hoods who grunted
songs about the 4F club, (“find her feel her,fuck her, forget her”..)
“What cultural significance!!!” someone yelled from the back of the
club. When the bar closed up, Tony drove me back to Howie’s
Weekly Apartments, and I’d get three hours sleep before stumbling
downstairs to the lobby for those tiny cups of coffee….

Copyright 1990, 2005 Jade Blackmore

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