jennifer86010 [YOU TUBE]
L.A., 1972, driving west on Sunset Blvd. toward the "strip" passing A&M Records on La Brea, seeing all the billboards advertising the latest movies and stars....this tune would last from Highland Blvd. in Hollywood, all the way into Beverly Hills. Our cars were big then, and when you'd pass the "Preview House" opposite the Screen Actors Guild, the hookers would hit on you in front of the original Guitar Center store, all the way up to Crescent Heights in front of the Director's Guild. Fifty bucks could put a smile on any guy's face in the same parking spot where Hugh Grant got busted with Velvet Brown, bobbing for "apples" in his passenger seat. Passing the Playboy Bldg., the Classic Cat strip club, Tower Records, Filthy McNasty's, the Whiskey A Go-Go and the Rainbow Bar & Grill, this song made your ride cruise slow and easy, to pick up chick groupies who were hitchhiking their way into the west side in hopes of snagging a big shot West L.A. millionaire who might get them into the movies. HIV didn't exist yet, but the "pill" did, which gave all the Hugh Hefner "wana-bees" a share of the pleasure pie. Once you reached Doheny Dr. you could stop and get a great hamburger at Hamburger Hamlet. A valet would park your car, and afterwards you'd head south on Rodeo Dr. to see stars shopping for things even THEY couldn't afford. If it was a warm day, you and your date could take Sunset Blvd. west all the way down to the Pacific Ocean, park free in Malibu and sit on the warm white sand while the soft cool mist of the gentle waves sprayed over your faces. In those days you didn't have to be rich to be able to enjoy L.A. All you had to be was aware and alive. Ah, those really were the days !
Great writing,Jennifer..A+...Nice, Slice, of, Am-Pie..to,perfectly,complement,La Musica
