THE ULTIMATE PARTY CRASHER

If you live in Los Angeles, eventually you will have an “Only in LA” moment.  I’ve had a few, but nothing quite as cool as what happened to a friend of MeHubs Sunday night.

His friend, whom I am not going to name per his request, lives in the Pacific Palisades. For those of you who do not live in SOCAL, it’s a very wealthy community in the hills above Pacific Coast Highway.  

He and his wife went out to dinner Sunday evening only to come home to a huge party taking place at a neighbor’s home a few doors down.  But it wasn’t just any party—  playing live in the backyard was some of the biggest names in Rock ‘N’ Roll.

This is how MeHubs friend describes what happened that night:

I came home from dinner with my wife and heard ”Who are you” coming from a neighbors yard.   We laughed that it sounded just like Roger Daltry….then  a few minutes later we heard Dave Grohl do a 45 min solo acoustic set.  

could not resist going over there when I heard the unmistakeable voice of Robert Plant playing Zeppelin songs.  I grabbed my flip video camera and tried to crash the party.  Security was tight, but you could see the stage from the street about 20 feet away.  I tried the side entrance and then the back entrance-it was not happening.  When I went to the front entrance again I saw my friend coming out of the show, he handed me a wristband and I  WAS IN!

I cruised right up to the tequila bar and had a chilled Patron on the rocks while Robert Plant and his Band of Joy rocked for an hour. I filmed the attached video and it was a night to remember and share with all of you.

((***OKAY, IF YOU HAVEN’T YET, NOW IS THE TIME TO CLICK THE VIDEO LINK ABOVE*****))

When the show was over, I walked back stage and met Robert Plant.  I asked him to sign the lyrics from Black Dog (that I took from the stage).

 As he was signing it,  I said, ”Hey Robert, I just want you to know that I am a neighbor and I crashed this party tonight!”

He said with a smile, ”Thats Excellent!”  

He then shook my hand and that was it.  Pretty cool huh?

Turns out these legends in rock were playing his neighbor’s backyard for a fundraiser for the teenage cancer trust charity.  And yes, for the record, he plans on making a donation to the charity.



Let’s Play 5 Questions

I’m going to start a new thing on Tara’s Take- “Let’s Play 5 Questions!”   Once a week, I will ask five simple questions and then give my answers.  Now, I know tons of you read this blog, so I’m hoping y’all will play along and tell me your answers.

Today the theme is music!  Here we go:

1) Nirvana or Pearl Jam?

Being from Seattle and coming of age during “Grunge”…  this one is tough.  But I have to say “Pearl Jam”— only because Eddie Vedder is on my top five list.  And my husband has given his consent to go ahead if the situation ever arises.  Enough said. 

2) Steel Dragon or Stillwater?

Steel Dragon, hands down.  ”YEAAAAAAAHHHHHH!  STANDUP and SHOUT!  STANDUP!”   Now if you don’t know what the hell I’m talking about…  Google.. and then Netflix it.

3) Pina Colada Song or Margaritaville?

 I grew up listening to AM radio, wishing I was the lovely lady who liked Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain.  I didn’t know what the fuck Yoga was at the time, but I wanted to plan my escape every time that song came on.

4)  Tupac or Biggie?

Neither.  I choose Eazy Mother F’n E!  I can do that cause I’m making up this game. .   The album “Eazy Duz It” rocked my white world in 1988.  And for several years after, I was known in some circles as  ”Tareeka”.  

5) Neil Diamond or Tom Jones?

I choose Neil Diamond only because I was introduced to his music at a young age from the family of my childhood friend Kristi.  I’ve had a life long love affair with Neil, I’ve seen him play live four times and I was lucky enough to watch him rehearse for the Tonight Show a few years back (one of 5 people in the studio).   However, I have never thrown my underwear at Neil.  And yes, I did that with Tom Jones.  That was a special night… Good times.

Bonus question:  John, Paul, George, or Ringo?

My husband thinks we named our son Harrison after his father (Harry).  However, the truth is finally revealed right here, right now.  George is my favorite Beatle.



WASH, RINSE, REPEAT…. MOST DAYS

Most days are pretty much the same ol’ routine.   But some days I get to do really cool things.  On this this particular day in June I hung out backstage at the Johnny Cash Music Festival in Ventura, California.  

My husband was asked to produce/direct the festivals official video.  I have a little experience interviewing people, so me hubs usually lets me tag along to talk with the musicians.  This is the second year we’ve worked together on the project.  But this year, the legendary  Kris Kristofferson played.  And man, he is the real deal.   Tons of cool bands played that day, but Mr. Kristofferson stole my heart.

A little more of what I do, or I should say,  what I can do.  I don’t do it often, but I do it just to enough to help a brother out (my hubby actually).

2010 Johnny Cash Music Festival - Ventura, Ca (by TheJCMF)

Somedays I wish I could answer my kids in the form of a song.  Not just any song:  Rage Against the Machine’s “Bulls on Parade”.  And I’d sell the shit out of it like Zach De la Rocha.
3YO Son:  Mom, Mom I gots to tell you something
Me:  Come wit it now! Come wit it now!
3YO Son:  I gotta poop, help me go potty.
Me:  Either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode
3YO Son: Mom, Mom, I want a juice box too
Me: Drop an don’t copy yo, don’t call this a co-op
3YO Son:  Mom, Mom, listen, Listen
Me: Son… Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells

Somedays I wish I could answer my kids in the form of a song.  Not just any song:  Rage Against the Machine’s “Bulls on Parade”.  And I’d sell the shit out of it like Zach De la Rocha.

3YO Son:  Mom, Mom I gots to tell you something

Me:  Come wit it now! Come wit it now!

3YO Son:  I gotta poop, help me go potty.

Me:  Either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode

3YO Son: Mom, Mom, I want a juice box too

Me: Drop an don’t copy yo, don’t call this a co-op

3YO Son:  Mom, Mom, listen, Listen

Me: Son… Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells


It’s been almost a year to the day since I was working on a story called  ”The Rock N Roll Treasure.“ 

It was a series of reports that centered around a woman named Patti Daley who shared with me her incredible personal photo albums and scrapbooks.  But these weren’t just any scrapbooks.  Inside the pages of her albums was  a treasure trove of rare Polaroids and photos of icons in rock, plus letters from members of the Beatles, and  even John Lennon lyrics.  

I got an email from Patti yesterday because I had contacted her to find out what had become of her collection.  While there is nothing to report there, Patti reminded me about several acetates that she owns.  An acetate is the prototype and test model of a recording.   Basically before a record is mass produced, it is tested to see if it meets both artistic and technical approval.  

The most unique and perhaps the most desirable of Daley’s acetates is one that includes two songs from legendary alternative-country singer/songwriter Gram Parsons.

Daley’s boyfriend at the time was a man named Jesse Ed Davis.  In the 1960s and 1970s, Davis was the go to guitarist for legends in rock.  He played with members of the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, Bob Dylan, The Faces, and he also played with Parsons in the Flying Burrito Brothers.

Daley said the couple often partied and played music with Parsons.   In one studio session they recorded two songs, a Parson’s original called,  “Ain’t no Beatle, Ain’t No Rolling Stone”  and a cover of Wilbert Harrison’s  ”Kansas City”.

Daley doesn’t remember much about the recording sessions, but believes they took place shortly before Parsons death in 1973.

“Jesse was the producer,” said Daley.  ”I don’t even know if this was released, I really don’t”.

I did a little research and the only place I can find “Ain’t No Beatle, Ain’t No Rolling Stone” is on an album released in 2003 called “Lost Recordings by Gram Parsons”. The album is a collection of demos and rehearsals recorded while Parsons was putting together his first solo album.   I can’t find Parson’s rendition of “Kansas City” anywhere on the internet.  

Perhaps if someone reads this blog post, they can give us all more information on these recordings.   And I of course will let you all know what becomes of Daley’s “Rock ‘N’ Roll Treasure”.

((THE ABOVE PHOTOS OF THE ACETATE I SHOT WITH MY IPHONE.  THE BLACK AND WHITE PHOTO IS FROM THE COLLECTION OF PATTI DALEY, USED WITH HER PERMISSION)).

You may have watched Gaga at the VMA- I watched the crowd.  #Priceless

It’s only Rock N Roll and it’s also the reason why I’ve won a few awards this year. 

(Source: youtube.com)