This entry might end up being a bit more emo cuz it’s late.
The valley kid is like an unfulfilled dream.
We often want to get out of the valley so maybe we’ll hang out in greater Los Angeles but end up hanging out at all the same spots that other valley kids hang at. It’s financially stupid to move because our backbone (the parents) is here. We are segregated demographically and fail to recognize it. Some of us resort to being semi-hipsters and actually think it’s cool. Others of us remain complacent and go on with our quotidian lives working at the mall or Starbucks. Still others of us emulate the Lohans, the Hiltons, and the Kardashians and think it’s cool to use phrases like “like” and “shut up” extensively while simultaneously having some jacked-up intonations inour sentences. It’s a funny sort of irony, really. Many of us go for the top of the trend or the “first” of something or the flashiest new accessory and it only succeeds to sink you that much deeper into the “UN-unique” pile of people.
Then I realize I am describing a lot of America, not justthe valley. Materialism, or whatever you want to call it, makes me want to puke. It’s always overrated and yet we are all always victims of it.
Sorry, LA. On to Brazil…
I miss walking in the oldest part of the city, downtown Salvador, on Tuesday nights, walking with just two or three friends, knowing you’ll run into 20 more later, and going from one free club to another. Not club, in the LA or Vegas sense of a club, but club as in open dance space and live band-type club. We’d start at reggae, then samba and make our way over to salsa. Always live, always heavy on the percussion. No BS, frou frou drinks, either. Solid drinkable beer or strong caipirinhas. That’s it. Thursdays were dub-reggae and I always partied with the same Brazilians at least twice a week. You just look at people, give them a nod of recognition, a high-five, an “Oi” (“hey”/”hi”), and there it was: instant human connection.
It’s hard to find that in LA. It’s nearly impossible to find that in LA, actually.