Mars, Bob, Tricia and I drove into LA today to go to SIR and check out our rental gear for the West Coast dates. Taylor at SIR walked me upstairs to see my kit for these dates. It’s going to be a really kickass white pearl DW kit, in the sizes I prefer and with a full set of Paiste 2002 cymbals. SWEET.
After Tricia checked her digital mixer and made sure she had all of her outboard gear, we adjourned to Barney’s Beanery and had a surprisingly mediocre meal. I had chorizo and eggs, which was good enough, I suppose, though the chorizo was pretty gristly. Bob’s chicken fried steak was totally average or slightly below, and Trish didn’t have a whole lot of good things to say about her meal. A friend had told me earlier in the day “When you’re in LA, go eat at Poquito Mas! It’s cheap, convenient and really amazing.”
I am also a huge fan of La Versaille… next time I am gonna insist.
OK, but Barney’s is super famous and has been there forever, so we had to give it a shot. We may have just had the wrong cook today, I dunno, but it was much ado about bleh.
After that, and after being stuck in traffic something like ten times (in 90º heat) just trying to run some normal errands, we decided that hanging out in LA was just going to be a drag once everyone escaped from their jobs at 5pm, so we headed back out to Long Beach.
I think that the drunk guys in the next hotel room have either passed out or gone out to do more drinking, so I may call it a night soon and hope that I am too far gone if/when they get back to be awakened by the sounds of their return.