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Inauguration Day: The L.A. Way

Friday, January 23rd, 2009

There were those of us who flew to D.C. to freeze outside and soak up the sardine scene at the real-deal inaugural ceremony on Tuesday, and then there were folks like me—who kept it local, watched history happen on TV, and raided our closets later that night in search for the perfect pair of pumps to slap on for the West Coast “Art of Change” Inaugural Ball at the Mayan Theatre in Los Angeles.

Truth: I don’t care what went down in D.C. because we had some damn good times here in L.A. Let me explain.

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All sorts of folks made it to the Mayan on Tuesday night: angels, devils, young, old, the bold and bedazzled, the mamas and the papas, the prepsters, the groupies, the stilt-walkers, the smooth talkers, and even a suited-up schmuck here and there. Anything and everything moved and mingled throughout the venue. We were a happy hodgepodge of mixed nuts.

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“This is what liberation feels like, yeah?” screamed some dude into a microphone. And so, the night began.

The lights went down as the face of our new President took center stage on three big screens throughout the room. Most of us heard Obama talk the talk earlier in the day, but we couldn’t get enough of it. The room fell silent as we listened to his speech all over again. His words made sense of our madness—and we were hooked.

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D.J. Motion Potion then pumped out the jams and infused bits of the speech into the mix. The crowd kept pace and let the new president take the lead. Words of hope and change punctuated every beat and we danced it up. We twirled and dipped. The clench of these past eight years—we let it rip. We let it all loose. Free at last. That’s what we were.

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“What a great turn for our country!” exclaimed Gabriel Avenna, a high school teacher who had kickass $20 t-shirts on sale.  The tees read: “From abomination to  Obama-nation.” Avenna said he didn’t create the shirts with a profit in mind. He just wanted to raise awareness. “We’re finally going to regain the respect we lost over the last eight years,” he gushed.

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Kathy Leonardo, a singer/songwriter decked out in a patriotic fairy getup, shared the same sentiment. “I’m so excited that suddenly Americans have opened their eyes,” she said with a grin. “And I love the fact that this is happening at night, so I can go out and party!”

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Kathy Leonardo

The crowd kept dancing as the “visual symphony” took command of the floor. The music got faster and the beat bumped louder as a whirlwind of visuals flashed on and off the screens. All the images were made in the U.S. of A. They made me want to pat myself on the back—just for being an American. For voting for Obama. And for adding a new achievement to this country’s rich history.

And then—shh!—The Mutaytor.

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The Mutaytor

If you haven’t seen this cirque-du-so-whoa! rock group, you need to. From the antics of the hoola-hoop contortionist to the sheet-climbing ballerina to the upside-down, fire-whirling, baton twirlers, this alterna-grunge troupe does it all. They jam, they dance, they strip a little here, then bump and grind over there. It’s talent in the raw, cool raunch all the way.

So what does The Mutaytor have to do with Obama?

“It’s art for the sake of art,” said Commander Dazzle, a Mutaytor groupie. “We’re coming out tonight because we’re inspired. Barack Obama is all about hope and what America stands for—freedom. Being cool to each other. That’s what we’re all about. That’s what this entire scene is about.”

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Commander Dazzle

As I meandered out of the Mayan, I realized that Commander Dazzle had her finger on the pulse of the evening. The people I partied with were from all walks of life. I even shared a laugh with a 65-year-old robot maker who had no idea what he was getting himself into when he decided to attend the ball that night. But in the end, he was “very pleased” about partaking in the fun.

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Bill Schonlau

We’ve spent so much time, money, and life on being at war with the world, each other, and our leaders, it’s about time we stop dropping bombs, reclaim our integrity, and foster an environment where the countries around the globe are just “cool to each other.” The allies, the enemies, the young countries, the old ones, the bold and bedazzled, the unstable stilt-walkers—again, why can’t we all just be “cool”? And Barack this party.

Naysayers, go ahead. Call me naive. But hey—take a look at us in L.A.

The world clearly has some catching up to do.

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Inauguration Diary:From Los Angeles to Washington D.C—Longest. Flight. Ever.

Saturday, January 17th, 2009

BLACKOUT FLORIDA

I left my warm and cozy apartment in East Los Angeles at 5:30am and didn’t arrive in Washington D.C until 10:30pm. Not only was this the longest flight in the universe, but the most nightmarish layover in Boston, ever. Thank you Priceline!

Since LAX is a complete nightmare, I didn’t want to run the risk of missing my place (it’s happen before!) I checked in one of my bags (which I had to pay $15 for) and then headed over to security to completely be stripped away of all self dignity. (Really? Do you really need to know what’s inside my shoes? I promise I am not hiding any explosives in my socks.)

Then, I had a layover in the worst airport in the world. Logan, Boston. It was ridiculously cold, freezing, and in case you didn’t know, each terminal is like it’s own mini-airport.

So I had to jump on a little bus, to go from Terminal C to Terminal B, THANK GOD I had taken my jacket and gloves with me. Enduring horrible freezing temperatures is new to me and frankly, I am not a fan. The cold and wind stung my face little tiny microscopic slaps. I had to run, with my laptop bag, my carry-on bag and my wet Ugg boots, because, of course, I stepped on a big pile of snow.

I had to go through security all over again. By this time, it was 5:55pm ET and my flight left to DC left at 6pm. I decided that there was no way I was missing my flight and ran from the check point to terminal 18. I was in my heavy wool coat, hat, scarves, gloves, laptop bag, and carry-on running through an airport I had never been in

Finally, I see a big 18 terminal sign with great big windows and my plane slowly moving away. Cue freak out:

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!

I wanted to cry. I was tired, exhausted, cold, wet, and my hair was icicles. Jason, the guy working the desk took pity on me.

“You on the 6pm to DC?”

“I was suppose to be!” I responded almost in tears.

“Your flight has been delayed.”

OMG. Wow. The snow gods must have taken pity on me.
He said something about a malfunctioning plane and too much ice on the tarmac, but honestly at that point I wasn’t paying much attention. I hadn’t missed my flight!

So there I was, stranded now in Boston, only to realize there was no free wi-fi, none power outlets worked for my dead laptop, and I was hungry.

After what seemed hours, we finally boarded, and I arrived in DC to encounter more cold, minus the snow. My friend, Estee, had advised me that I could take the Yellow Metro from Reagan to the Convention Center. For $1.35, I, alongside many others with suitcases, got on the Metro and headed towards DC.

From an airport to a metro to the city: easy transportation. Wish we had something like that in Los Angeles!

Seven stops later, I was in Chinatown, DC, and had finally arrived to witness one of our nation’s most historic moments… and all I kept thinking was… “I wish I would have packed more socks.”

To Be Continued……

Q&A: Jason Bentley, KCRW’s New Music Director

Thursday, December 18th, 2008


Image Courtesy of DelScorchoSauce/Flickr

For the past month, an Aussie accent has been conspicuously missing from the morning airwaves of Los Angeles’s radio station 89.9 FM.

As of December 1, Nic Harcourt vacated his post as the host of Santa Monica-based independent radio station KCRW’s pivotal daytime show, “Morning Becomes Eclectic,” and left his position as the legendary station’s music director.

In his place as the new host of “Morning” and as music director, is Jason Bentley’s smooth baritone. Bentley started at KCRW as a phone volunteer over 20 year ago, and hosted the weeknight show, “Metropolis.”

Bentley has been a mainstay in the dance music scene in Los Angeles, but his resumé extends far beyond the 1’s and 2’s. He was the music supervisor for The Matrix trilogy, an avid music producer and remixer, as well as a promoter of local music and art events. He recently became the first DJ ever to play the post-Academy Awards Governor’s Ball. He also headlined the Obama campaign’s official Los Angeles celebration on election night.

Now he takes on the daunting task of running KCRW, one of the last true vestiges of independent music on the airwaves. With the help of podcasting and Internet radio, KCRW and “Morning Becomes Eclectic,” have gained prominence throughout the world. Maintaining the status that previous music directors carefully cultivated is no small task, but Bentley has a thoughtful approach to his new digs.

P+P had a chance to speak with him on the phone and ask him a few questions about the KCRW legacy, as well as what he plans on doing different now that he is in the driver’s seat.

What’s your impression of outgoing music director Nic Harcourt’s legacy at KCRW?

I think he’s really taken the brand experience of KCRW and given it more of an international profile, by really taking KCRW.com on his back and putting that out there—The KCRW Presents” and “KCRW.com Presents” that we do in places like San Fran, New York, and Chicago. It’s a funny thing because KCRW is strong because it’s rooted in a community and it’s uniquely Los Angeles. But it has grown far beyond LA. “Act locally, think globally,” I believe, is the expression. He’s kind of been the international ambassador for us. He’s also strengthened the importance of live music…I think Nic took it to a whole other level—things like broadcasting live from South by Southwest in Austin and other big music conferences around the country. I think in certain ways he’s really helped to build the station’s influence and profile nationally and internationally. I think we’re fortunately positioned because LA is the entertainment capital and we’re sort of feeding the other media outlets. They’re either listening to us or hiring our DJ’s as consultants.

How do you plan on making the show your own while still embodying the spirit of ‘Morning Becomes Eclectic’?

I have a high regard for the music directors that we’ve had. I hope to take measured doses of each—the sum of the strengths. I want to break the show down in terms of what you’d expect. It’s been pretty rigid so far and I want to make it a little more unexpected. I want to give people the sense that it’s beyond music, which is the anchor, but I’d like to welcome people by.

We’ve had a lot of success with this guest DJ project. I think it opens up an interesting angle in the broadcast component. I’d like to bring that same success to the airwaves and maybe bridge to online using on-air teasers.

As far as my dance music roots, I can’t deny my own identity, I owe a lot to the scene, and it’s part of who I am. There will be that. It’s just that I won’t launch into the 30/40 minutes of minimal German techno.

I want to cast it as sophisticated and cosmopolitan international music. I think I can present dance music as international culture and it will make more sense in the context of ‘Morning Becomes Eclectic.’

You’re quoted in the press release announcing your move to host of MBE, talking about the “hypnotic pulse of the night” vibe for’ Metropolis’ versus the  “optimism of the morning” for ‘Morning Becomes Eclectic.’ Can you elaborate on these metaphors?

I kinda feel like there’s a responsibility to be optimistic, to a certain extent, in the morning. I think a lot of the success of morning radio has to do with listeners in the stereotypical urban zoo; the escapism it offers them. You don’t want to worry about the traffic or the day ahead, it’s just something where people can check out a little bit. I don’t want to bring the darkness, the feel of the night, to that point in people’s days.

Garth Trinidad and ‘Chocolate City’ are going weekly to fill your Metropolis timeslot from 8 – 10; Why did you pick them?

I needed to fill that, and after looking at a few different scenarios, I just felt like Garth really still has some room to grow and something to offer. I think that his program has suffered a little bit after becoming a once a week thing. I think he can be even better-suited playing more often. I think it gives him more time to explore new music and I think he has an appreciation of that challenge.

I’ve always been a fan and we’ve been friends since he first came to the station. Communication is essential to having a better continuity in the station. Sometimes in an organization, there’s too much dysfunction. I needed someone that I could jive with. There’s no doubt that he’s a confident person and he has a voice. You can’t just be looking at it as a paycheck and you have to understand your role as a community servant, and I think he broadens that community for KCRW.

A friend who works at Artist Direct said that music director at KCRW is one of the top five jobs in the world (music nerd or not)z—What do you think about that?

I didn’t fully appreciate the influence of this position until the announcement. My inbox flooded. You’re sort of the commander of this fleet of incoming ships. You gotta navigate and keep track of all of these movements. You’re really trying to connect the dots with the bands that are trying to emerge and make a difference.

I was definitely humbled in the first week with the kind of attention. Not only does it drive home just how strongly that people feel about MBE and the station, but real difference that you can make in the lives of a band. Presenting a show in the LA market. Helping them find a spot to play at a showcase that we’re sponsoring at SxSW or CMJ. All of these little things make a difference for bands trying to get out there. I knew all of this on the periphery, but it’s been interesting and eye-opening to see the type of responsibility that I have.

What is your process for planning out so many sets throughout the course of a week and still keeping it fresh?

One thing I’ve noticed from doing the nighttime slot for so long is that it’s kind of a constant. Imagine you’re kind of refining your sets and your acts all the time. You have this idea of what you’re playing generally. You’re the one listening the closest so you kind of have this overall sense of whether you’re burning stuff out or you need to work something else in, or you have to challenge yourself.

I think it’d be more difficult to do one show a week than doing it consistently because it’s almost like you’re picking up right where you left off for five days. There’s no perfect show, but you’re going to keep working on your skill like a martial art.

“Morning Becomes Eclectic” airs weekdays from 9 a.m. to 12 p.m. on 89.9 FM and can also be streamed and podcast at www.kcrw.com. Check out the site’s announcement about Jason’s new job here.

The Green Report: Post Turkey Day News

Friday, November 28th, 2008

Free veggies anyone? More than 40,000 people showed up to pick free vegetables left over from the harvest at a Colorado farm about 37 miles north of Denver. The farm owners expected about 5,000 to 10,000 people to pick a few carrots and potatoes last Saturday. Instead, more than 11,000 cars showed up and the people picked the fields clean. Owner, Ms. Miller, told the Denver Post, “Overwhelmed is putting it mildly. People obviously need food.”

And in Los Angeles recently, Mayor Villaraigosa revealed his long-range plan to generate “enough solar power to meet one-tenth of the city’s energy needs by 2020.” His goal could be achieved if solar panels are installed on public and private energy generating facilities as well as on residents’ homes. This initiative will also help the city’s Department of Water and Power reduce its use of fossil fuels, like natural gas and coal, and benefit global warming reduction efforts. If the Mayor’s plan were successful, Los Angeles would become the “hub of the solar-energy industry.”

The White House may become a “green” house. In the recent Barbara Walters interview with President-elect Barack Obama and his wife Michelle, Obama said that he wants to make the White House green. He plans to work with the chief usher for house and evaluate his new home’s energy efficiency. When asked why the focus on greening the house, Obama said, “Part of what I want to do is to show the American people that it’s not that hard.”

Global warming is a global concern. Although the global economy is in the pits right now, HSBC bank’s second annual global poll found that 43 percent think climate change is a bigger problem than the financial crisis. And 78 percent of those polled want their countries to do their “fair share” of reducing greenhouse gas emissions. Although the global citizens polled want their governments to fight global warming, invest in renewable energy (55 percent), and participate in climate talks (27 percent), as individuals, these people are less willing to change their own lifestyle than last year (47 percent in 2008 vs. 58 percent in 2007). Have they ever heard the expression that change begins with YOU?

So if you are a big greenie, where can you meet like-minded individuals? Funny you should ask. There is a new social networking site called Greenwala. The site is designed to help people learn more about being green, brag about their green works with family and friends.

Life in L.A.: The Fire This Time

Monday, November 17th, 2008

I couldn’t stay away from the window the other night. The gold full moon was so ethereal, so bizarre, it reminded me of the kind of moon you read about in fairy tales.

Yesterday, the sun looked like a giant grapefruit. By dusk, it had added that coral-orange shade to a sky so colorful it resembled the contents of one of the bottles you see filled with different levels of sand…the rainbow kind available in curio shops all over the southwest. Right, those.

At first, I didn’t think these sights had anything to do with one another. Then I smelled the air and read the paper.

It was happening again.

Every fall, the Santa Ana winds bring with them an uncomfortable heat—inducing an Indian summer that nips at days getting dark by four p.m., while the rest of the country prepares for Thanksgiving and Christmas wearing scarves and heavy coats.

Every September and October, or October and November, fires follow the winds, searing through the dryer parts of California.

The mountains and hills, and the valley in between them have gorse, brush and weeds parched enough to ignite when aided by even the tiniest spark.

Whether by a stray gust or arson, that spark inevitably appears.

And every year around this time, hundred, if not thousands, of people lose their homes—some their lives—to the explosive fires borne from those winds.

It breaks my heart. The flames consume these peoples’ personal spaces, the proof of their memories and everything they own.

The LA County air looks and smells so smoky it’s almost as if there were a giant city-wide BBQ . Like the weird light peaking behind forbidden doors in Little Nemo or Harry Potter films, the day seems to have adopted a sickly yellow tinge.

The Los Angeles Times dedicated most of its Sunday edition front page to these fires. The print headline read “Driven by Wind, Catastrophe Sweeps Across Three Counties.” Through its gallery, the online version presents an array of photos depicting still shots of the brilliant red, orange hues of flames devouring everything in their path.

If this, like the mudslides that will certainly come after the rains that will certainly follow these fires, is a predictable disaster, why is it still legal to build houses in those areas? Or, short of that, why is constructing homes with ultra flammable material still so common? While people are not to blame for wanting their houses to look a certain way, the developers, could stand to quell their greed or at least tap into some hindsight by noticing that houses using stucco and tile are more resistant to flame, and since fire comes every year, exposing people (those living there, those fighting the fires and those covering them for news outlets) to needless tragedy and danger is inexcusable.