Monday , November 16, 2009
The store where the creatures meet
Last night before meeting some cats for Valentine's drinks I went to Laurel Canyon Country Store to buy a turkey-and-avocado sandwich and a bottle of wine. The Canyon Store's not anywhere near my house, but I'd been down the hill at Book Soup earlier in the evening, and anyway I'm all obsessy about Laurel Canyon lately. It's mostly 'cause I read Michael Walker's book Laurel Canyon: The Inside Story of Rock and Roll's Legendary Neighborhood a little while back, and it's made me do things like develop deeply anachronistic crushes on Graham Nash and Netflix Woodstock and purchase severely battered/vandalized copies of Neil Young's biography from the bookstand dude at the farmers market. Oh, and every time I go clothes-shopping now I try to find shirts that somehow involve macrame. Life feels different, in a good way.
Anyway, the book is so grand and really dream-come-true for anyone who's a total rock dork and mega-infatuated with anything pertaining to Southern California pop history and/or the 1970s and/or just famous people in general. (That is me. That's exactly what I'm like.) Now sometimes I get sad because I don't reside in Laurel Canyon and it's unlikely that I'll end up moving there anytime soon, but generally I'm okay with living vicariously through Michael Walker's lovely blog (lotsa neat photos of Canyon inhabitants and goings-on, including but not limited to coyote sightings and wildfires) and occasionally dropping by the Canyon Store on my way to bars or the movies. They've got so much British candy and weirdo health-nut stuff and good wine, plus the treats shown above. (The book and the violet candies anyway, as you probably can't buy Graham Nash and Joni Mitchell at the store. But you can download an mp3 of Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young's "Helplessly Hoping" right here, and that's a beautiful thing indeed.)
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