July 9, 1995 |
"Soul Train" is blaring on the TV set, so it must be Saturday--a busy day at Whoop De Doo Hair Designs. With its walls covered in thumb-tacked pages from hair magazines, its faux wood decor and its North Long Beach location, Whoop De Doo is no seddity hair salon. It's an old-school beauty shop, the kind of place where the entire neighborhood seems to pass through, selling chicken dinners or telling local tales. But that's the feel on the inside. On the outside, Whoop De Doo oozes hip-hop flava.
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December 28, 1997 |
This is the year that almost was. Today is Sunday, Dec. 28, the last day we'll be meeting like this in 1997. The boss, you see, has given me a column off for the holidays, which means my next effort isn't scheduled to appear until New Year's Day. And because we all deserve a clean slate in '98, it is only fitting that on this, the 362nd day of the year, we take a look back. It was, by standards of L.A. in the '90s, a fairly calm year--no riot, no earthquake, no epic conflagrations.
July 28, 2005 |
It's is a quintessential slice of Southern California, snuggled against soaring San Gabriel peaks, a place where deer graze in frontyards and bears are known to wander by. It's a town known for exquisitely maintained and highly admired homes that exemplify the best of Craftsman and Victorian design. An old-fashioned main street -- home to idiosyncratic and independent retailers -- thrives. Summer nights are hot; winter days are cool. Old Route 66 runs through it. Pasadena? Hardly.
April 25, 2000 |
Cypress Hill is in control. Control, y'all. That's secret No. 1 to being a rap group with 10 successful years behind you, in a ruthlessly trendy industry where new acts come and go with hummingbird speed. Secret No. 2, they say, is the support of cannabis smokers the world over. No joke. As was the case with the Grateful Dead, the evil weed is a cornerstone of Cypress Hill's lyrics and stage show, and lead rapper B-Real credits a huge core fan base of potheads for his group's enduring success.
June 13, 1986 |
Art critic Harold Rosenberg once described the 20th Century as "an epoch of false appearances and aimless adventures" and this ambitious exercise in curating, titled "Post Pop Art," is an apt illustration of his point. Attempting to refurbish the familiar and reinvest it with meaning, the show leaves you feeling as though you've been held captive in an after-hours club for weeks on end.
April 5, 1985 |
In an art world susceptible to novelty, a critic has many encounters of the weird kind, but this week marked a first. A critic found an artwork that threw up on him. It happened thus: Critic on routine patrol at the Otis/Parsons gallery, reviewing the exhibition "San Francisco Science Fiction," approached artwork, note pad in hand.
September 7, 1991 |
Lawyer Ron Minkin, once the defender of men who shipped tons of marijuana into this country from such places as Thailand and Colombia, is a most unlikely volunteer in the war on drugs. For 15 years, Minkin smoked his clients' dope, shared their lavish meals, became godfather to their children. And as his core clientele of hippie dealers moved from small-time street deals on the Sunset Strip and became international drug barons, they paid him millions to keep them out of prison.
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August 10, 1995 |
As soon as the radio broadcast the news of Jerry Garcia's death Wednesday morning, Jeff Mitchell drove to a Reseda head shop where Grateful Dead memorabilia and tie-dyed shirts cover the walls. Mitchell was joined by dozens of the band's loyal fans, people seeking the sympathy of compatriots in a time of need. They gravitated toward counterculture outlets and record stores around the San Fernando Valley, and to Griffith Park for an evening vigil.
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August 31, 1991 |
Andrea Marchetti, who runs a gift shop that just moved to the Balboa Fun Zone, says that her best customers can sometimes cause her the most harm. "They start asking other businesses, 'Where's the Head Shop?' " said Marchetti, whose family operated such a shop in Huntington Beach for 15 years before moving to Balboa last weekend. "We don't want that. I don't know what else to do. We just want to be a gift shop."