Junior Ambassadors is that awesome little orange food cart on the grassy lot across the street from The Albina Press in North Portland. Best known for making outstanding ice cream in very bizarre flavors- my favorite is the Gingersnap & Basil or the Maple & Bacon. Don't let the unusual flavor combos scare you- they are all extremely delicious. How delicious? Well, delicious enough to win the best food cart award at the WW's Eat Mobile 2009 food cart festival a couple months ago.
Rudy, the madcap chef and purveyor of Jr. Ambassadors, asked me to put on a summer time show. Come sprawl out on the grassy hill and listen to some rad tunes and eat some delicious ice cream.
Welcome back, I'm Esther Einhorn. You haven't heard from me because I've been busy with my engagement to a butterfly and my impending move. I'm moving from the quiet, hot, stilted, gigantic strip mall that is the San Fernando Valley into the loud, hot, gritty funk of downtown Los Angeles. And I'm selling all my crap. In my reorganizing, I counted 70 t-shirts. Does that sound like a lot? I was able to get rid of maybe 20. Jeans are even harder. I had 16 pairs, I got rid of 4. Two more were snatched back from the Goodwill pile when I just got too emotional. Why is it so hard to let go of shit? Because everything in our hoarding pack rat mentality tells us that the more we have, the safer we are. And I think we are predisposed to that mentality even before corporate advertising digs their talons into our central nervous system.
I must say, getting rid of things feels wonderful. (But so does buying things.) Putting junk up on Craigslist has been way more fun that I thought it would. I like meeting random people at the nexus of when and why someone needs the exact thing I am getting rid of. There's a French lady coming by in an hour to buy a red desk. Happy Birthday to the guy who bought my old piano as a present from his mom. Call me, hot girl who bought the bar stools.
A big reason for the move is to have more community connection. Downtown LA is a hub of frenetic energy. It's about 40% homeless, 30% dogs and 30% smart, young people searching for meaning and inspiration. And the historic buildings are absolutely beautiful, probably because many of them are still in a sad state of decay. There are people everywhere- shouting, singing, barking, banging on buckets. The sleepy valley has lulled me into some kind of dream state where I never bump into anybody. I've lived in the same building for 6 years, and almost every day I see someone who lives here that I've never seen before. It's only a 3 story building. Plus, the old people in the building have started dying.
And when they die, the dumpsters fill up with SO MUCH CRAP. The two large dumpsters and three recycle bins spill over with broken and dusty smelly plastic junk. As everyone dies with so much junk I have horrific visions of the world filling up with trash. We're drowning in it. It's killing us. Time to move... to Mars.
Yes, every R&B and rapper are using Autotune. Yes, it TOTALLY played out and super cheesy, annoying, etc. Yes, this video is funny as hell! Thank you Casey D for making this!
This just in from "Friends We Love" YouTube Channel a video about a artist Poster Boy NYC doing shizzzle that is exactly inline with what we at SIAPS believe in!
"It's not really worth anything, art that is free of authorship, free of copyright... I don't want to bring them into a gallery, I don't want to bring them into any private collection"
Why? Because he seems like a total tool, no- he seems like a whole shed full of tools- a calculated ball of record industry goo that does not have one ounce of sincerity, originality, or intensity. I do understand why he's famous, I do understand that some people think he's great. I just don't see it. I probably never will... his eyes seems dead, there is no passion in his voice or dancing or movements- yes I am consciously imposing these judgements and limits on my perception (which is something I usually shy away from). Meh!
In any case, I used to feel that way about anything related to JT at all, but now due to the wonderful band I am in doing a cover of his song "Cry Me A River" at our last show, I can say I like that song- the melody, and what we were able to do with it. Please enjoy our rivers of tears! Let me know what ya think!
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Why? Because he seems like a total tool, no- he seems like a whole shed full of tools- a calculated ball of record industry goo that does not have one ounce of sincerity, originality, or intensity. I do understand why he's famous, I do understand that some people think he's great. I just don't see it. I probably never will... his eyes seems dead, there is no passion in his voice or dancing or movements- yes I am consciously imposing these judgements and limits on my perception (which is something I usually shy away from). Meh!
