KCRW Bowl 2

So I was invited to to the second installment of the KRCW Hollywood Bowl series -- Bossacucanova, Roysopp and Basement Jaxx. It freaking rocked. I highly recommend seeing BJ or Roysopp

Anyways the plan was to meet at this guys house in the Hollywood Hills. In fact its the house that was used in Be Cool. One of the MOST specatacular view in all of LA. Anyways it belongs to this guy, who basically is a ring leader in LA's Sugar Daddy party scene....

(Basically the older hollywood gay mafia host these parties for 20 year olds who mutually take advantage of each other.) Anyways I show up and being so neurotically shy can't say a word to anyone and when I do I just fumble. Plain and simple I suck. So the 11 of use get ourselves together and start to head down there. Someone gets the bright idea that we should walk. Its like 20 blocks straight down the hollywood hills. And we are all carrying supplies for the picnic we are planning on having before going into the bowl. Unheard of in LA. Walking. So we walk and being the out of shape cow that I am of course start to get self conscience of the fact that all of these people aren't breaking a sweat and they are all under 25 living in the prime of their lives and I'm not. I'm just thinking of the old Mutual of Omaha series in which they eldest of the pack are left behind to fend for themselves and be eaten wolves. Except there are no wolves and its quite apparent I'm not getting eaten. So maybe its not like that. Back to the story. We get to the park I break out these awesome Shish-kabobs I made and surprise surprise no one is hungry (little do I know they are all on Anthony's vallium and food quells the effects) so every pretty much goes to waste. We head in get our seats and proceed to spend the last of the daylight hours enjoying the scenery. So Bossacucanova starts and while a fine band apparently you just need a female vocalest that can go ba da do da over and over again and that makes you a band. No real vocals just ba ba bada ba ba. So they finish and 40 minutes later Roysopp starts and I was quite impressed with their first couple of tracks. Amazing electronica stuff. Towards the end it started getting a little boring an predicatable but fun none the less. Now this could have been because at this point after drinking almost an entire bottle of red wine I started to feel the rhythm of the night. Just a little bit of hipswaying, thumping and moving. Nothing crazy. And then Basement Jaxx started. It was at this point I started to dance in the isle. I sort of lost control and pulled out some crazy moves I haven't done in years. Now before you all freak and think oh no. I'm not that bad of a dancer. In fact I can move. But in this case I threw caution to the wind and just let it take me. So much freaking fun. Hadn't done that in years. And then the music stopped. I hadn't really taken a moment to think of how this group was going to take that. Yeah. Apparently they were all worried that I was going to be the wall flower of the evening and not enjoy myself. Instead I have no idea what they thought. Hopefully I'm still in the in and not outside but then I don't think I was in the in before so hopefully this hasn't blown my chance of getting in the in.

Anyways Basment Jaxx was awesome and I highly recommend seeing them. Roysopp too. If you get the chance, go.