I found out earlier this week that one of my favorite musicians, Eric Hutchinson, was in town opening for Blind Melon at a venue called El Rey. I'm a big fan of his and really didn't want to miss the opportunity to see him live but I am also heading into teach a two day Out of Your Mind Immersion this weekend. It's going to be wonderfuly intense so I was a little conflicted about whether or not to go.
"I'm young. I've got stamina. I'm going to push through my hesitation and head out!" I thought to myself.
"But wait a second, I don't have anyone to go with" my mind thought. "Are you really going to go out in big bad LA all by yourself?"
Yes I am.
So I cruised over to the spot (solo) just before Eric hit the stage. Nice. Perfect timing.
As I danced and sang to my favorite songs, I suddenly became uncomfortable as I realized that the entire place was standing dead still. Was I the only shaking it?
Ummm....yes I was.
I did catch the occasional head bob, but it was usually quickly followed by an uncomfortable "did anyone see that" look in their eye.
Hmmmmm....ok, maybe this just isn't their type of music. Fair enough. So I made the shift and went back to enjoying myself, singing and dancing to my own beat.
Once Eric finished, I decided to stick around for a bit and check out Blind Melon. As I stood there observing the crowd, I noticed a couple of interesting things.
1) people in LA can drink...a lot and very quickly.
2) people in LA don't like to talk to other people in LA.
3) people in LA have good clothes and bad posture.
Interesting....right?
From the time I parked in my spot on the floor, I caught the eye of this cute brunette. After exchanging a few smiles, she came over to say hi. We chatted for a bit and as expected (in LA), she asked me what I do. I told her that I teach meditation and am in LA to make it cool. It was after that sentence that she paused, stepped back, and said:
"What are you on?"
"Excuse me?" I said as I chuckled.
"What are you on?" she repeated in a dead serious tone. "Are you trippin', high, what?"
I looked her square in the eye and with a smile on my face, said "life."
That was too much for her. I could tell from the look in her eye that me being sober and that naturally comfortable was making her downright uncomfortable. So she decided to head back to her friends to take a shot of Jager, soon followed by her dropping her drink on the floor.
Blind Melon came on a few moments later and because angry music isn't really my thing, I took off. But I'm glad I went out. I got to hear some great music, I got a good hit of where a part of the world is still at, and I came home with some excellent material for a blog. All good.
Disclaimer: I totally recognize that my observations about the people in LA don't apply to everyone in LA. It only applies to the people in Hollywood. HAHA!! Lighten up people.....