Then, on to the post-show hustling. Los Angeles is a town which knows the hustle very well. Tonight's began with the professional variety: the character who simply walked into the dressing room with the line that my Sister had promised to introduce us - "where is she now?" Well, actually right in front of your eyes, dude, and actually she doesn't remember you & she doesn't promise to introduce her brother to anyone. The CDs in his hand were not, as my Sister assumed, for signing. They were being delivered by the artiste: this was a promotional hustle.
A different set list for a different night. Tuesday night was much more powerful than Monday, with band & audience meeting & matching. This is the kind of performance I associate with King Crimson.
Then, on the way out, the agressive & manipulative fan hustle. In this case, the characters who only lived to have their photograph taken with Fripp, who would also like his autograph & who had spent 14 hours on a 'plane from Switzerland to have this photograph taken. They claimed. My reply while fleeing down the hall: "I hope you enjoyed the music".
Today was critical & pivotal in connecting to the DGM & KC futures. Lunch with Patricia, David Singleton & Paddy Spinks. Paddy was an EG employee & handled The League of Gentlemen (1980) & then KC (1981-84). We had lunch soup & salad at the California Pizza Kitchen, Beverley Centre, & focused on future models for what is now the record industry. Then David, Sister & I went over to Starbucks & the vision future for DGM began unfolding in front of us.
Sister & I went off to the Bodhi Tree bookstore, & David to DGM LA. Paul Richards & his wife Stacey drew in as Sister & bRuVvEr were walking along La Cienaga en route to DGM for a meeting. They became our taxi. The synchronicity of this was remarkable.
Now Sister has just left after cutting my hair. Her barbering is second to none.
