Archive for February, 2010

The NAMM Foundation is an organization which promotes music by providing a variety of musical instruments and equipment to people in hopes of encouraging support and musical education.  One of the divisions of this foundation is located in Carlsbad, California.  This is the Museum of Music Making.   When traveling to Carlsbad, many people come searching for a great beach hotel, and a little bit of fun and sun on the beach and in the water of the Pacific.  The beaches in Carlsbad are wonderful, however for music lovers of all ages, a stop into this museum is a must.  And should you be staying in either Los Angeles or San Diego, this trip to Carlsbad is just an hour and a half from LA, and about an hour from San Diego–a short trip that is well worth it.

There is a music history that lies within the instruments and products themselves.  That history is outlined at the museum, from the beginnings of the 1890′s through the current world of music today.  There are also exhibitions with illustrate the dedication the hard work, the challanges and the inspiration that lie within music making and within the industry.  Innovations in products over the years is included in the history, as well as lectures and shows that are designed to illuminate the audience to the fact that the world of music is a global collective.

The relationship between the old and the new, and the musicians themselves is one that is and always has been a symbiotic one.  Ever changing, but always important.  There are many unique products and instruments that most people are not aware of and their unknown stories are told at the museum.  Over the year they present many concerts, workshops, discussion and films and they have a program for disadvantaged young people, giving them the chance at a world they were unable to enter, or had no idea even existed at all.  This is a marvelous place, just a great look at the world of music, and the ways in which we can all find inspiration when traveling in that world and spending time with it.



Have you ever put a person from California and a person from Florida in the same room together? It is a sight to see. There is some serious rivalry going on there and I wonder if it has something to do with the need to be the best, warm state out there. I mean, when you look at a Florida map and a map of california it is easy to tell right off the bat which will be more consistantly warm if only because so much of California is not all that close to the equator. For the most part it is actually in the middle of the country and has a lot more space inland than Florida does. Now, this doesn’t make either one better than the other, but my two best friends seem to think so.

I have never really lived in either one, I live somewhere in the middle, but I went to school in each state, which is why I have a best friend from each. I don’t know why I thought it would be a good idea to try to get all three of us together, but here it is the night before my wedding and my two friends have been having a debate about the best and worst qualities of either state. Truth be told I don’t see the problems in either state, they both have great beaches and great weather as long as you are in the right area, and if you aren’t in the right area then they each have their fair share of terrible weather. Hurricanes and rainstorms splatter Florida constantly among other problems with it.

I personally think the best part of either state is the consistently sunny days full of great weather of sitting outside and studying, or for catching a beach party when you can’t study any longer. I don’t know if I could concentrate enough in either one to hold down a serious job though. I would always want to be out and about doing one of any number of things in one of the large cities. I think this is why there are so many people in each state, they are both truly great states and generally for many of the same reasons, just don’t let either of my friends know I think so.



Singapore Borges

Author: Moniker
02 24th, 2010

The room was open, a large open-air space where the librarians all stood waiting.  It was a beginning ceremony for my session there, and I was not used to such things, where a big commotion was to be made over my own very humble work.  I wanted nothing more than to be left unbothered, and I saw immediately that this was not in the cards for this evening, or for the entire month.  I am not given to make complaints about the good fortune of being able to do work that I love, and for a small compensation that allows me to continue.  It is one of the luckier positions, I feel, and particularly in this day and age.  While it’s true that I would have to get used to the same room, and the same hotel, I was free to eat wonderfully at any place I chose.

India is as far from my home as I could get, so in Singapore I was resigned to eating Indian food, which was no punishment at all but would make my days open up for at least those 35 minutes when I was eating dinner and my lunch.  Other than that, I was on assignment and every minute was accounted for, and so I would go through the library and make a study of their card catalog.  There were going to be changes in the world’s library, and they wanted to make careful notes on the ones they deemed important.

I wanted to make my special post something less ambitious and more austere, such as reviewing minor errors in the decimal system.  But instead they insisted that I look for philosophical incompatibilities.  This was not so that glitches in the universe could be removed, but so that they could be enhanced, and used for our own purposes.  I would argue that eventually allowing a glitch will only open doors for more chaos, as like attracts like.  They said that indeed this is what they were hoping for, because olive oil and oil are interesting together.  I didn’t know what this would mean, until I found a napkin covered with oil from lunch, and some notes at the bottom that were a certain clue.



02 22nd, 2010

For many years, the way people disposed of old tires is by lighting them on fire. This is the way much of the trash over the centuries has been disposed of. In modern times however, the damage that was caused to the environment by this kind of method has wreaked havoc on the wildlife, on the ozone layer, in the oceans and on the health of all the living creatures on the planet. When a simple fire in a fire place during winter may be banned due to the particulates on any given day, just imagine what is done when a field of tires is set to blaze.  But, no matter the brand, be they the high quality Falken tires , the high performance Toyo tires , or a no name discount brand, the fact is that one day the will wear out, and then what to do with them must be decided. Along with it being illegal in most cities to burn tires, it may be difficult to find somewhere to take them. Municipal junkyard and landfills will no longer take in used tires. One reason is out of concern for the environment and another reason is that in refusing to accept them, they are created the need for consumers and companies to come up with creative ways to reuse them. This can be done at home or through collection sites that do take used tires and send them to the proper companies, companies who use them to build roads or parking lots. This information about locations that will take the tires, as well as the local recycling programs can be found by looking on line for the city Chamber of Commerce website, or by simply searching for general recycling programs for the neighborhood. Some community parks and playgrounds will use the tires to create obstacle courses or just simply thingsfor kids to climb on. Many people find that they can develop their own recycling program in the home. They find new and creative ways to reuse their old tires, by making tires swings or planters for flowers. In some cases it is possible to find tire retailers who will offer a discount on new tires when old tires are turned over to them. There are many ways these days to find somewhere for the tires to go, somewhere other than into the atmosphere and in the air that is breathed.



Golden Miami

Author: Moniker
02 21st, 2010

There was something homey and comforting to sit around with my Grandma Marie and watching the Golden Girls. As have been planning a trip to Miami and looking at all the hospitable hotels in Miami Florida it came to me how much fun we would have together. We would grab some dinner and then share some ice cream or a box of cookies while watching the television series, Golden Girls. My grandmother has now passed on and so have some of the great actresses that were starring in the show but a few live on.

The show centered around four older ladies who lived in Miami and share a home. They were Blanche Devereaux played by Rue McClanahan, Rose Nylund played by Betty White, Dorthy Zbornack played by Bea Arthur and Sophia Petrillo played by Estelle Getty. It started with the owner of the house Blanche taking in her friend Rose after she was widowed. Then came long Dorothy who responded to a room for rent add after a divorce. Then Dorothy’s mother moved in when the retirement home burned down.

It was just an everyday comedy that kept you laughing. The writers Kathy Speer and Terry Grossman, first four years and Marc Sotkin for later years, did a great job with the one liners and silly twists. It won some awards in the entertainment and television arenas. All the ladies won an Emmy Award for there characters played on the show. The writers also won Emmy Awards for Outstanding Comedy Series. There were a few Golden Globes for Best TV series and Best performance by an actress in a TV series for Estelle Getty. This are only a few awards the show was given or nominated for. If your going to go hang out with the old folks in Florida than brush up on your Golden Girls trivia.



An Aviary in Salt Lake City

Author: Moniker
02 19th, 2010

I’ve traveled to Salt Lake City a few times in my life, but usually to head straight from the airport, into a van, and off to the mountains and Park City.  I’m beginning to believe, though, that I’ve missed out on a few attractions in town, such as the Tracy Aviary, which has been in the center of the city for seventy-two years, opening up to the public in 1938.  For the true bird lover, it’s well worth a stop in the city itself.  Find a hotel at www.hotelsaltlake.com, stay the night and really see this place which hopes it is in the act of becoming the Aviary of the Americas.

A banker, Russel Lord Tracy, donated his collection of private birds to Salt Lake City in the early part of the Twentieth Century, and the aviary grew from there.  It now has a collection of about four hundred birds and one hundred and thirty-five species.  Many birds here are considered endangered or rare.  You’ll find within this free-standing aviary an Andean Condor, a Black-crowned Night Heron, and a Chilean Flamingo.  You can see an American White Pelican, a King Vulture, a Sand Hill Crane, and a Scarlet Ibis.   You’ll also find a Sun Conure, a Peacock, and other wild birds.

You can learn, too, about migration, tracing the path that birds take from Argentina to Alaska and back.  Utah plays an important part of these long-ranging, traveling birds.  This fascinating world of birds is explored in an exhibit called Destination Argentina!  It’s a terrific place for the whole family.  For those with an interest in local history, you may also find the Chase Mill on the Aviary grounds.  This is Utah’s oldest industrial building, opened in December of 2006 for events.  It’s considered a kind of historic monument, partly because it bears the original initials of Brigham Young.  Next time you’re in Utah, it may pay off to stay a day or two in Salt Lake City and see some birds you’d never see anywhere else, before heading up to the slopes of Park City.



A Drive in New York City

Author: Moniker
02 17th, 2010

Anyone who knows me knows I’m a fan of public transportation, not particularly buses, but of subway systems.  In London, we have Tube or Underground; in Paris and Washington, D.C., and even Los Angeles, it’s the Metro.  In the older, European cities, these underground trains enable you to see much of the city, without any of the trouble of driving; however, even I admit that there are times when public transportation is not the best choice available, especially when traveling.  The conveniences of renting a car, even in a city which boasts great mass transportation, such as New York City, is undeniable.  With a car, you’re truly free to explore in a way that completely unfetters your time.  And today, it’s easier than ever to obtain a car.  You can do it now, just by renting here.

In New York, much of the transportation routes link together the various airports, such as JFK, La Guardia and Newark, with Manhattan.  But there are five boroughs of New York City, such as The Bronx, which is the only one actually on the mainland of the U.S.; the other four exist on different islands, such as Queens and Brooklyn, on Long Island, Staten Island, and Manhattan.  While most of the usual tourist sites are accessible with mass transportation, some are not, such as the woodlands in Staten Island or the Bronx parkways.

Some people might be a bit nervous about driving in a major city, but they needn’t worry too much.  There are a few simple rules to remember: one is that you can’t turn right on a red light in Manhattan (made famous by a line in a Woody Allen’s Annie Hall, where he makes states that the only cultural advantage Los Angeles has over New York is the ability to make a right turn on a red light).  Also, be careful of gridlock.  If you’re stuck in an intersection, you may find yourself with a hundred dollar fine.  But that’s easy to control, just don’t enter an intersection if you’re not absolutely certain you can make it all the way to the other side.  With a car in New York, you’ll easily be able to make it to other areas in New York, and even to other nearby states, such as Connecticut.  So, as a general rule, while I prefer mass transit, every once in a while, pick up a car and explore.



Moving to Los Angeles

Author: Moniker
02 14th, 2010

Twelve years ago today, or sometime this month anyway, my best friend Julie finally talked me into moving to Los Angeles with her. She had been wanting to for quite a while but the last six months she would talk about it almost non stop. It really started to bother me but in a weird way. On one hand I was incredibly interested in the idea and her excitement and insistence really inspired me, yet on the other hand I couldn’t really get away from it and she just wouldn’t shut up about it or let me have time and peace of mind to really give it some thought. So, when I say she talked me into it, I really meant it. One night we were out having pizza and were going to go to a movie and I guess I just simply had enough. I couldn’t hear about it anymore and didn’t want her to whisper about it during the movie. “Fine, I’ll go.” And it was out. I said it and we both knew there was no taking it back. In fact, there was about a minute of silence between us before she threw up her arms, hugged me and said, “than it’s final, we’re going!”

Of course that didn’t stop her from talking about it, though she was quiet during the movie, and instead of trying to talk me into it, she began talking about how much fun we were going to have and how exciting this move was going to be. In a desperate attempt to get her to shut up I suggested we move as soon as possible and that weekend we took a road trip to LA to pick out an apartment. We found a great little place to stay and our first morning in town we found a little two bedroom bungalow in West Hollywood. We decided we could afford it if we both found jobs quickly. As it turns out Julie got a job in a restaurant that weekend and I quickly landed a courier position with a small company our first week in town. I’m a singer songwriter, which is now how I make my living I’m proud to say, but at the time, and for a few years, I needed the income. We spent a lot of time at the beach that week and did things like go to the La Brea Tar Pits and that kind of stuff. Oh, and moving to LA did nothing to shut Julie up. I’ll never forget her words the first night in our apartment. “We’re here, we’re actually here! We’re going to have so much fun in Los Angeles, I can’t wait to . . .”



02 11th, 2010

In Austin, there’s a movement by the locals called ‘Keeping Austin Weird’, apparently, there’s another movement wanting to gentrify the city, I do hope Austin stays just as it is. It was my 2nd day in this city and I had a wonderful, interesting and hilarious experiences.

I started out the day at the Sunset Valley Farmers Market; it’s located on the Western part of Austin and close to Hill Country and also close to the industrial, rural side of Austin. I took a few missed turns, before I happened upon a giant football stadium, I was surprised it was only a high school stadium and not a professional stadium. Texas really does take its football seriously, the parking lot of this football stadium is were the Farmers Market is located. There were about 30 to 40 pop-up tents, honestly, I would have thought the market to be bigger.

As I approached, I noted how unusual and yet refreshing it was to see all kinds of people there, yuppies, hippies, goths, senior citizens and everyone in between all mingling and enjoying each others company, and they were all happy and laughing. I would bet if these people met anywhere else, they wouldn’t be so open and friendly, but I guess that’s one quality a good Farmers Market has, it brings people with different points of view about life together; a small eclectic community.

The Sunset Valley Farmers Market had an overwhelming supply of local produce, and all of it was picked that morning. I saw a few grass fed lamb, chicken, beef and bison, but by the time I arrived, most of the meat was sold-out, not that I’d bring any beef back with me to my hotel in Austin, but I bet the meat would have been very tasty when cooked. It was really great to talk to all the vendors. They all were there own producers, there was no middleman there, so each vendor could tell me exactly how they made there products or how farmings been this season. The only thing missing at the market was actual cooked food, something to eat, like a sandwich or soup. So, seeing all this fresh un-cooked produce made me very hungry. I had to leave an find a restaurant quick.

I found this great little sandwich shop across the street and ordered the grilled cheese with bacon, onion and a bag of chips on the side. What was the best part, was my sandwich had all the products sold at the market! Wonderful!



Venice Beach in Los Angels

Author: Moniker
02 9th, 2010

Kelly couldn’t wait for last summer to arrive. Well, actually she couldn’t wait for any summer to arrive though last summer was certainly destined to be one of a kind and there was a major and special reason that she was looking forward to it. She and her family were planning a two week vacation in Los Angels where she was going to visit her cousin Monique and explore the city. One of the fundamental aspects of the trip was that she was going to get to stay with Monique’s family at their beachfront condo. They had only been living there for about nine months when they invited Kelly and her family to come and visit. Her parents insisted on staying in one of Los Angeles’ best beach hotels but Monique’s parents insisted they stay with them.

However, two weeks was a long time to impose on anyone so they decided to make a compromise, which actually became a dual vacation aspect. They would spend a week in Los Angeles and a week in San Diego. Kelly and Monique had always been close and would have looked forward to seeing each other no matter where it occurred, but Kelly was particularly fascinated by Los Angeles and couldn’t wait to see all of the stars. From the moment she arrived in town she was on cloud nine and full of energy and excitement. She and Monique took a walk down Venice Beach and Kelly was amazed at how many people were there.

There were tons of sidewalk artists and Monique told her she should have her picture painted. The girls decided to get a double portrait and Kelly could take it as a memento of her trip. There were also plenty of performers and Kelly couldn’t believe all the people that were out there. She was fascinated by a particular fiddle player and could have stood there for hours listening and watching the sites. Pretty soon is was time for the girls to get back to Monique’s house as they were all going to go out to dinner. Monique promised to bring Kelly back the next day and show her Muscle Beach, which she thought would really impress her.