If you read Monday's Los Angeles "By God" Times Business section (and why would you?), you might've choked on your French Roast when you came on C3's three-quarter page advert announcing the California Bear is missing from the state flag. The gloomy gray gus informed that the Grizzly "grew tired of special elections and old promises," that it "went into hibernation waiting for progress to alleviate high taxes and high business costs," that "changes were too few and too slow."
Make no mistake, B
Soft porn king Joe Francis, one of OC's scariest people, launched a PR offensive this week from his Washoe County Detention Facility cell near Reno. MeetJoeFrancis.com offers a 10-page retelling of his past and current legal woes, including the civil contempt and tax evasion charges that landed him in the clink in April.
In an 18-page bio/rant tracing a Horatio Alger tale that took advantage of a unique special talent ("I loved asking girls to show me their breasts," he says on the site), the
Bud Light No More, You Pick Again: My-Thuan Tran reports this morning that the “Starbucks generation” of Vietnamese Americans “couldn’t stand dingy” Little Saigon restaurants and is building “stylish and spotless . . . swank” restaurants in response. Bao Tran, 34, quit a job in insurance several years ago and opened two places I recommend to non-Vietnamese: Quan Hy and Quan Hop. Ton told the Times reporter, “We wanted a place that was clean and nice, not a place where they throw
I do not understand you festival audiences.
You have standing before you John Ratzenberger, comedic genius from CHEERS and every Pixar feature ever. He’s improvising hilarious off-the-cuff remarks, and undoubtedly has great stories to tell. And what do you do? Ignore him, and ask the director the same stupid questions that get asked at every festival Q&A ever.
“What did you shoot it on?”
“How long did it take?”
“Was it close to the script or was there improvising?”
“How long wa
AUDIO OVERLOAD BATTLE FINALS, 7:30 p.m.
We've got ourselves a spin off (the DJ kind, not the sitcom variety).
Chain Reaction
1652 W. Lincoln Ave.
Anaheim CA 92801
714-635-6067
LECTURE: COLE PORTER, 1 p.m.
I've got you under my skin.
Bowers Museum of Cultural Art
2002 N. Main St.
Santa Ana CA 92701
714-567-3600
LIZARDS AND SNAKES AND BUGS—OH MY!, 6 p.m.
George the critter guy brings his creepy, crawly friends
Shipley Nature Center in Huntington Beach Central Park
18381 Goldenwest St.
Huntingt
Better Than: Watching the Olympics.
Download: "Threshold Apprehension" from the official Black Francis Myspace page.
I would estimate that sixty percent of indie/alternative rock bands formed in the last ten years would directly cite The Pixies as an influence. Who can forget the closing credits of Fight Club with "Where's My Mind?" by the Pixies playing in the background. The enigmatic leader and voice of The Pixies stopped by the Detroit Bar with his alter ego, Black Francis for a rollickin
