Swedish brand Nudie Jeans have found their newest home in Los Angeles, in a cozy little house near the hustle of Melrose Avenue. They’re calling the location “a hybrid between denim sanctuary, retail space, and wholesale showroom,” which is very apparent from the store’s layout. It also looks like a cross between a woody Scandinavian home and a tiny little California American Craftsman, inviting you to do more than just buy jeans but hang out and–maybe–grab a bratwurst from the grill they have attached to their patio.
You never really hear about performance art coming out of Southern California in the mid-seventies. From most art history classes or performance studies classes taught, you only hear about the East Village and Allan Kaprow and Yoko Ono. You certainly do not hear anything about Los Angeles and, for that matter, anything coming out of minority groups.
Signs have been everywhere for this but beer company Newcastle is hosting a multi-locational concert event tomorrow called “Walk The Dog.” The event is being pitched to Angelenos via LAist, OC Weekly, and Filter Magazine (which is still a thing, apparently) as a sort of concert happening all over the city (“5 Neighborhoods, 5 Venues, 5 Different Live Performances, Same Day”) between 11AM to 3PM. This sounds kind of cool, but really does not seem like that neat of a thing: the five neighborhoods are not near each other, therefore making it only possible to go to one–maybe two–of the seemingly early on a Saturday concerts. It sounds like the idea is great (to encourage people out to different neighborhoods, therefore exposing people to new things by way of Newcastle) that may be underhanded by its being planned by non-Angelenos.
Today was a very, very strange day in Los Angeles as the In-N-Out of the South had finally opened up shop on the corner of Sunset and Highland: Chick-Fil-A. The Georgia based company opened to people camping out in lines down the street, all anxious to get some of their uniquely fried chicken and waffle fries (and free food for a year). Aside from the secret USC Chick-Fil-A, this is the first real metropolitan Los Angeles location. And, yes, you could definitely tell this from the opening.
We spotted this form of street art on the corner of Hollywood and Fuller this afternoon. It appears to be a giant Ziploc™ bag of fake cocaine with the phrase “THIS HOLLYWOOD LIFE” written in red, with trophies replacing the letter I. Perhaps this is commentary on people ironically doing coke like its 1989 in Hollywood or someone had too many left over packing peanuts and giant Ziploc™ bags, but this piece is just silly. Don’t they know Art In The Streets has long since passed?