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  • hardie karges 10:37 pm on July 25, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: California, Girl in a Coma, , LACMA, , Nina Diaz, Omar Souleyman, Orquesta Charangoa, Pancho Sanchez, Pete Escovedo, Quetzal, Shelby Lynne   

    World Party LA, Very Be Patient: #Escovedo, #Sanchez, #Souleyman 

     

    Omar Souleyman

    Omar Souleyman

    Another week, another music festival to mix and match, tailor to your own designs, tweak to your own proclivities. Last week the best gigs for me were Orquesta Charangoa at LACMA’s Latin Sturdays, one of the village’s best-kept secrets, along with Jazz Fridays, featuring the best in jazz’s extended circles, everybody you hear on K-jazz’s all over the country playing right here sooner or later, most of them, anyway, since many, if not most, are based right here, getting work on film scores and TV jingles that they can’t get elsewhere.

    Then there was Quetzal’s 20th anniversary party at Grand Performances in downtown LA, another pleasure to behold, featuring guests from all friendly genres and many fellow travelers, including members of La Santa Cecilia. The band’s own stuff has progressed far beyond the son jarocho that inspired and informed their early efforts, now evolved into a signature sound that is both indie and trad, Americana and Mex, past and future pop for now people…

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    • Esther Fabbricante 11:34 pm on July 25, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Who else but you could describe so vividly the goings-on in your neck of the woods. I wish my great niece could meet you. She is a writer, storyteller, lecturer all over the world.

  • hardie karges 3:31 pm on July 22, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: coconut, , , , smoothies, Thai Town,   

    Thai Town: Coconut Smoothies, a Little Bit of Heaven 

     

    Coconut smoothies

    Coconut smoothies

    Thai Town has got the good stuff—coconut ice cream, that is, or at least a reasonable facsimile, more like a coconut smoothie, I guess. Works for me. It’s even presented in the same actual coconut shell that’s also becoming popular in Thailand now, franchised as a matter of fact. More often, though, it’s sold as ice cream by guys with pushcarts attached to a motorbike, around half a buck for a cone of the stuff and your choice of toppings, nuts and palm fruit and sticky rice and bread chunks, OR…

    You can put it into a REAL ice-cream sandwich, utilizing store-made dinner rolls bought especially for the purpose, find the carts especially around schools in the afternoon.  We kids like our ice cream, you know. Here in Thai Town it’s more like five bucks a pop, but in all fairness, that’s probably twice what you’d get there, so not so bad. Best coconut smoothie I ever had previously was in Battambang, Cambodia, BTW, stayed there a couple extra days just to indulge myself on the stuff. As the hash-seller in Tangier, Morocco said, “It gets you closer to God.” You can find it at Lacha Somtam at 5171 Hollywood Boulevard in East Hollywood (If you DO try ‘somtam’ papaya salad for the first time, remember to wear protection; it ain’t dessert).

     

     

     

     
    • Esther Fabbricante 3:51 pm on July 22, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Sounds divine. With my gluten-free diet, I can have smoothies!

  • hardie karges 2:46 pm on July 17, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , La Santa Cecilia, , Ricardo Lemvo, Richard Thompson   

    Summer in LA Ciudad, Another City of Angels… 

     

     

    Richard Thompson at McArthur Park

    Richard Thompson at McArthur Park

    I’m back; I’m rested. I’ve just submitted another book for publication. Hey, I’ve only been in eight countries in the last seven months and only five thousand miles on third-class trains, so that’s no big deal for a sixty-year old with prostate cancer—all in a day’s work. When do I get paid? Oh, yeah, I almost forgot: Welcome to the ‘Summer in LA’ version of my blog…

     

    Seems like no matter what I do my life still revolves around these two monster cities of angels—Bangkok and LA. Could be worse. People ask which part of Bangkok is the city and which part is the angel, usually with a little grin. No, the real Thai name is Krung Thep, City of Angels; impress a bar-girl with that nugget of knowledge…

    Loudon Wainwright

    Loudon Wainwright

    Say what you want about LA—I do: the sprawl, the crime, the traffic, el esmog, y los eslums. But the weather ain’t too bad, food either, and when summertime finally rolls in and it might just be a tad too warm inside, well you can bet there’ll be a party outside—mostly music, including world music, and mostly free.

    Sure you can fly to Europe on those expensive summer schedule flights or sell a body part in order to go to Womadelaide in Australia. OR… you can just stay home in LA and let it all come to you. Or if you’re from somewhere else, you could summer over in LA in some student’s summer sub-let and do the same.

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    • Esther Fabbricante 3:46 pm on July 17, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Welcome home!

    • hardie karges 6:20 pm on July 17, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Thanx, Esther

    • Esther Fabbricante 1:01 pm on July 21, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I have a great niece who lives in Los Angeles (Hollywood) – you can find her on Facebook or Google, Bobette Buster.

    • Thom Hickey 6:17 am on July 24, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Pleased to have discovered your blog and will explore further. Regards from Thom at the immortal jukebox (drop a nickel).

  • hardie karges 3:05 pm on July 15, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: border, Guatemala, refugee, , war   

    Cry for #Guatemala… whose failed government? 

    1983 selfie in Guatemala

    1983 selfie in Guatemala

    The irony of the child refugee situation is that much–if not most–of the gang activity they’re escaping was learned in the USA, or so goes the scuttlebutt.

    That was during the 80’s i suppose, when Central Americans were escaping civil war and right-wing death-squad violence down there.

    There wasn’t so much crime there then: the right-wing military governments kept a tighter grip than the current ‘democracies’.

    So they came up here and learned the gang techniques that they could use later when their fascist governments finally succumbed to more modern democracies that wouldn’t be able to stand up to them?

    That makes sense, I guess…

    Seems like democracy is the ‘failed government’ these days, in Central America, Thailand, and elsewhere; it takes education, sorely lacking in much of the world…

     

     
  • hardie karges 7:01 pm on July 13, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , ,   

    Lost in #Asia, Lost in #Babel 

    Sign in Asian hostel, maybe something lost in translation, not sure: “possible to keep your languages at front desk”. No, we don’t want them out in public, that’s for sure…

     
  • hardie karges 9:20 pm on July 8, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Bad Words, , , Jason Bateman, movies   

    Hyper-Travel Hardie’s In-Flight Movie Awards: and the winner is… 

    View from above

    View from above

    I also dabble in film, and am threatening to specialize in it, so welcome the opportunity to organize my own private little Oscars ceremony. For me as an inveterate and veteran traveler, that can only mean one thing (cue drum roll): the in-flight entertainment awards. I figure one long flight per year is just about enough to keep tabs on Hollywood’s finest.

    Now I don’t pretend to have the broad vision (pun) nor country smarts of the legendary Joe Bob Briggs of drive-in movie fame. Nor do I pretend for a minute that in-flight movies constitute the ad hoc genre that drive-in movies once did, creating its own star directors and actors in the process, e.g. Roger Corman et al.

    Nor will it ever, though tapes then DVD’s have been taking up the slack for the last decade or two, and the Web is certainly grist for the mill, so stay tuned. Car back seats aren’t what they used to be, anyway (been trying to get this crick out of my neck for forty years now, damn Volkswagen)…

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    • Esther Fabbricante 10:01 pm on July 8, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I showed my daughter, Fran, this post today- She and her husband are visiting from Woodstock, GA.
      When will you be home?

    • hardie karges 12:28 am on July 9, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Mississippi? Very possibly September. Want to meet up?

  • hardie karges 2:06 am on July 7, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: airport, ,   

    #Istanbul #airport: Nothing’s free in Istanbul, except laughs 

    Phone Chargers in Istanbul

    Phone Chargers in Istanbul

    There isn’t much to do at IST if you’ve got a 12 hour layover, and none of that is free–no water fountains, no electric sockets, no WiFi, nada nadita. The closest cheapest hotels are over $100. Yeow! There are some rather longish benches between the international and domestic terminals that are not bad, though. Xanax helps.

    So there’s this kid playing on one of the golf-cart-like shuttles, turning the wheel and pretending to honk the horn etc. Well, I’m always looking for a little fun, of course. Like a long-suffering tribe of trouble-makers lost in somebody else’s desert, it’s my sense of humor that keeps me going, after all. So I sneak up on him, sit down, and unload my luggage. “Gate 53, please, hurry.”

    Well, I was looking for a smile or two, maybe a laugh or a little harrumph in some mutually intelligible language, but that’s not what happened. The little kid was so startled that he jumped up and started running, didn’t stop until he was almost out of sight, though I protested loudly that I was only joking. I hope he’s okay…

     
  • hardie karges 7:07 pm on July 3, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , , , , Tokyo,   

    Thailand Trip: Slip Slidin’ Away 

    by Elizabeth Browne, continued from previous
    BKK check-in

    BKK check-in

    The nearer your destination, right?

    Right…
    I’ve just boarded the first of a series of planes that shall take me back home, but I find little or no true comfort in this knowledge. With weepy, red eyes I search for my seat and upon finally finding it, I discover that I’m seated next to someone I’d rather not be sharing space with for the next 8-10 hours. Hell, I don’t want to sit next to anyone for 8-10 minutes right now, much less Mr. Curious Stranger-Than-Strange Man… Fumbling my pack underneath my seat, I mumble something slightly polite (through my tears–who is the real wierdo here?) to the already unliked adjacent passenger and I proceed to fold up into origami-me, and virtually implode/meld with the scratchy grey polyester upholstered seat. Going through the motions, I engage my seat belt; going through the emotions, the real tears begin.

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  • hardie karges 12:56 pm on June 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , , , , ,   

    Who says you can’t go home? A large multi-national airline, that’s who… 

    part 1, by Elizabeth Browne

    Elizabeth Browne, cleared for take-off

    Elizabeth Browne, cleared for take-off

    Perhaps my state of mind is unfairly affected by the imbalance of my state of health, my judgement doesn’t feel as sure-footed as usual ~ Some cognitive dissonance at work here? Certainly. I may be prone to prattle on ad nauseum about the free choice paradigm in relation to cognitive dissonance but it all boils down to words, and words (in any language) are fast proving to be ineffectual tools with which to effect positive change in my current state which is personally, quite literally, ad nauseum.

    Our trip from Takhek back to Bangkok is relatively uneventful, despite an oily, somewhat suspiciously friendly border guard, some greatly over-reported accounts of civil unrest and martial law, and my omnipresent mal-de-tete et maux d’estomac. When we finally arrive in Bangkok, we are back to the exact spot where we began, just a very few, very short weeks ago– SO happy, full of hope, excitement and the tabula rasa of the future.

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    • Esther Fabbricante 3:50 pm on June 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Sincerely wishing you a safe trip back to the good ole USA & Brandon, MS
      AND a big welcome.

  • hardie karges 4:25 am on June 30, 2014 Permalink | Reply  

    #Insane guy here in #Sarajevo makes the rounds of the tourist restaurants, bashing his head twice with flat palm then extending it for contributions: for his condition, no doubt. He’s got a pretty good rhythm going, klunk klunk ka-ching, klunk klunk ka-ching. I’m not sure he’s so crazy, after all. He’s bringing in more money than the guy singing songs or the lady with the baby. Hmm, I bet I could do that. Klink klink ka-chung, klink klink ka-chung, gonna take some practice…

     
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