I was welcomed to the city by a shy man on a public piano in Union Station bashing out an amazingly impassioned rendition of Moonlight Sonata, I somehow successfully directed my Uber driver to my friend’s house in Hollywood after a GPS fail (I do NOT know how I did that), I was asked for a drink recommendation by a Jack Nicholson doppelgänger (coulda been Jack - we may never know) and subsequently had a very interesting conversation about said drink, I got asked by a model couple to help name their baby, fanged around Sunset Boulevard and the canyons with the top popped blasting Sheryl Crow’s ‘Tuesday Night Music Club’, had pizza and sparkling pushed into my face by my sweetheart hosts, and most importantly, listened to and worked on some special songs by clever babe friends. ‘Til next time, LA - you are bananas and rad and beautiful. 🌴🌞🌵✨
