Weekends at Amoeba Music
This past holiday season, my 14 year old sister asked if I could give her some of my music. I thought that was an awesome gift and was really excited to share the gift of music, at least through my vision. I spent a lot of time thinking about what I wanted to give her and came up with the idea of sharing music that had a significant impact on my life, especially in my teen years. I wanted to give her music that I've carried with me through my whole life. As I started to sit in front of my computer and compile a list of files, the process started to feel really unromantic. I started to imagine handing her a hard drive of music. A faceless hard drive with no character. I remembered the days of when I was kid and the form in which I digested music. It wasn't just about the tracks on a record. There was an entire visual memory and experience. I had to save up money and head to tower records and begin the process of digging through hundreds of records to decide what it was I wanted to spend my money on. Once I had made the decision and headed home, the greatest joy, almost greater than the record itself was unwrapping the cd package and taking the book insert and flipping through it as the first few tracks of the record began to play on my cheap sony cd boom box. In some cases, depending on the design of the insert I would paste them to my wall. But not before reading all the thank you'd. In some cases the artist would even have a collage of photos. IE Sublime self titled album, best insert ever. Hundreds of photos of them and their friends and Lou Dog and basically their lifestyle plus it had the lyrics to every song. The whole process of getting to know a band was so much more in detail and so much more romantic than it is today. Needless to say, I wanted my sister to have that same experience. So, I took her to the mecca of record stores. Literally the greatest that ever was and ever will be as far as I'm concerned. What excites me as much as introducing my sister to Amoeba is to imagine her first trip to San Francisco and Berkeley with her friends, the location of the only other two Amoeba stores. 100% guaranteed she will make a point to visit those stores, just the way that I have and did when I was 18 and went there on a college road trip. Why? Because its Amoeba, you never leave without buying something, and you never get exactly what you expected, and you never forget it. In fact I could probably recall each individual trip I've made to Amoeba if you really forced me to do it. Its that memorable! If you've been you know what I'm talking about, and if you haven't I will try to let the pictures do the talking….
It was kind of funny that I had to explain to my sister what tapes were.
I also had to explain that a lot of artists do live in-store performances for free. That blew her mind too, I think.
So crazy, that dude with the big nose above the flyers, the hand painted one, looks so much like the 18 year old version of my dad. True statement.
If I was going to be on Sunset Plaza with my sister, she was definitely going to experience Carney's. The underdog of chili and hot dogs in Los Angeles. Yes, I know that's a bold statement, both to call it the underdog and call it the best. It just seems that in this city, Carney's plays second fiddle to Pink's. But for my money, there's no comparison.
And last but not least I had to show my sister the Spadena House in Beverly Hills. She's very into scary things, and this is kind of the epitome of the hollywood world that many Angelenos live in. Of course we have a completely witch inspired designed home in Beverly Hills. It really is amazing though.
Below is the result of giving ourselves a $200 budget and telling Devon I get to pick 10 and you get to pick 5. Kind of funny, in most cases I would say "$200 used to get me so much," but in this case "$200 for cd's gets you more today then it got you back in the late 90's. These things are priced well!
Marley, Chilli Peppers, Sublime, Roots, Doors, L Boogie, J5, Nirvana, Outkast, Kills, Killers, Black Keys, Pharcyde…so many good ones!
Good times with Devon Leight. Next up, Dylan Leight.