Sunday Morning Soliloquy - Musings of an Urbanite

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Things That Made Smile and things that Made Me Laugh... at Lollapalooza 2015

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Lollapalooza 2015 has come and gone, the hashtag is no longer trending, you are finally sober, and now it is time for me to share my Lolla with you.

See what made me smile and what made me laugh, some of my favorite moments from the three-day music festival - but don't worry, this is merely intended to entertain and not educate.  

This dude in the shirt and tie - when it was 110 degrees in the shade!
He was my Lollapalooza 2015 HERO!

Before we go on...
I feel the need to make a statement for those of you who may not see the connection between Leyla and Lollapalooza, here is my response to your questions... Yes, I do go to Lollapalooza - In fact, I've only missed two since 1991 (see all my Lolla posts here). Yes, all three days. No, it doesn't make me crazy. Yes, I know it doesn't seem like I would be the type to attend Lollapalooza (unless you really know me). Believe it or not, I am one of the youngest of my friends who attends Lollapalooza. And, yes, every year I say it's my last year. 

Lollapalooza Chicago Skyline Friday 2015
Lollapalooza Day 1: Sunset at the Sprint Stage

I love music festival kids
You know the saying, "You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough" - that's Mae West. And I couldn't agree more. 

I started going to concerts when I was 11 years old, had it not been for my stupid next door neighbor, I would've attended my first concert at 9, but she told my parents that people smoke pot at concerts and I was forbidden from seeing The Cars in third grade! Most of my childhood summers were spent at an outdoor music venue in Illinois or Wisconsin, first accompanied by my mom or dad, then my friends and boyfriend. My favorite memories are from summer concerts I attended as a teen, and for that reason, I love watching young people enjoy it today as I once did -- back in the Roman times. 

I love it when I see the kids run towards the stage thinking that something amazing is about to happen - that feeling is seldom experienced yet it happens every time the lights go down just before your favorite band steps on stage. I never wish to go back and do it all over, except for maybe a few select moments, but I am eternally grateful that I did it up when I was young. 

Lollapalooza festival-goers
Here we are!! Look at us!! 
Someone, please notice us! 

I love like Perry's Stage 
Lollapalooza has changed a LOT over the years. Perry's Stage used to be this tiny spot where you could hear some great DJs and now it is a huge area where average Midwestern kids listen to average DJs. 

This year, Perry's Stage wasn't quite the same for me. Most of those "great DJs" from yesteryear have progressed onto larger stages leaving subpar acts to play for children in denim diapers and ill-fitting sports attire. The kids stomp their feet and shake their heads, like they didn't get their favorite toy for Christmas, and call it "dancing".

I had the opportunity to witness some of this musical wonderment on Sunday when The Chainsmokers played their set in what felt like a windstorm in the Sahara -- my direct response to their music, "I got dirt in my eye for NO good reason!" However, I think the kids were still having fun. I heard from some of my co-workers that they were pleased with The Chainsmokers, which doesn't surprise me, after all I can't say that I am in their target demographic. I'm probably not supposed to like it. 

I walked through the crowd and snapped a few photos, I was able to capture this lovely blonde gal prancing around with her arms in the air. I use Google Photos (formerly G+) and it automatically made this GIF of the blonde gal. I liked the motion pictures so much that I decided to make a better movie out of this dance... scroll down below to see more. 

dancing girl GIF
Prancing Girl GIF - Perry's Stage

Here is a slow-motion version of the GIF above, I made it iMovie and added some fun colors and stock music (probably better than what The Chainsmokers were playing). The movie you're about to watch below was made on my iPhone in a matter of minutes - the WHOLE thing! I hope you'll enjoy watching it as much as I enjoyed making it, and if you do enjoy it, be sure to say something!  

My Other Lollapalooza Posts: 

Friday, June 19, 2015

Knight Rider Time Out - Take an Internet Break with Michael Knight and KITT

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Stop what you're doing because it's time for an internet break with Knight Rider! 

I reference Michael Knight more often than most but the Knight Rider conversation volume escalated this week and I ended up with a collection of Knight Rider images begging to be shared.


Michael Knight looking handsome in his tuxedo.
Not bad for a guy who had facial reconstructive surgery.

He's so undercover, even his driver's license contains confidential information. 
Knowing the complexities that surround Michael Knight will help you understand his crusade of aiding the powerless. 

Michael Knight giving us provocative stare as he reflects on his past life as Michael Long, a Green Beret and Intelligence Officer, and his rebirth as Michael Knight, an atypical hero and Field Agent for FLAG.

The true star of the show KITT (Knight Industries Two Thousand), a black Pontiac TransAM, also the best friend and car a man could ever have. 

(Earlier this week I received an arbitrary KITT electronic vehicle "recommended purchase" email from Amazon, which contributed to the creation of this post)

KITT flying. Duh.

KITT flying again... and racing a Dodge Charger, an homage to the General Lee.

Michael Knight had a smart watch WAY before the Apple Watch.

Michael Knight with a great disguise, no one will ever recognize him... ever!

Michael Knight in that signature red turtleneck shirt and his leather jacket, just being chill and looking devilishly handsome.

Special thanks to The Rockfather who inspired this post and made me laugh with this awesome Instagram post.

Read Other Ridiculous Posts I've Written: 

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Why My Trips Are Better Than Yours... Because I'm (not) Chill Like That

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My vacations are better than most people's vacations because of one reason and one reason only. 

I vacation like a pro. I don't take travel lightly, it's a serious job and someone's got to do it. 

Hyperlapse of Kids Playing on Venice Beach

Why My Trips Are Better (or not)

I've been traveling for a LONG time. I think I mention it in my bio (somewhere on this blog) but I boarded my first international flight when I was 9 months old. I took my first solo trip when I was 18, I was with my high school and spent three weeks in living in France as an exchange student. And then I never stopped. 

I was born to travel, I knew I wanted to see every inch of this planet before I knew almost anything else about myself. I take travel very seriously, I don't mess around, and if we are traveling together, you're either with me or you're against me. This is also why I tend to travel alone almost all of the time. Let's face it, a trip wit me doesn't sound fun, I sound like a real jerk. 

My Travel Style 

1. I hate downtime. I would go insane in the membrane if someone forced me to take a relaxing beach vacation. In fact, I'm angry just typing the words on this page. Unless that beach has ancient ruins I can explore, rare fish and exotic birds I can watch, or some sort of mood altering cacti I can ingest, I'm not going. 

Surf Venice Beach

Early A.M. Surfer on Venice Beach

This past week I was in Los Angeles for work and then took a few extra days to explore Venice. On Friday morning, I was up by 5:30 a.m., I forced myself to stay in bed until 6:00 or 6:30 and then headed to the Venice Farmer's Market, ate breakfast and walked over to the beach to watch (and shoot) the surfers. On my way back, I went shopping on Abbott Kinney, snapped more photos along the way, and finally I walked home to shower and change for my evening festivities. There will always be evening festivities on my travels.

venice beach vw truck

I saw this awesome truck on my way down to Venice Beach (and I fell in love). 

2. I need culture. It is imperative that my destination has some component of culture and that I am exposed to this culture, whatever it may be - art, music, dance, food, fashion, history (preferably all of the above). I will not waste a moment, there is work to be done, places to see, people to meet and I must do, see and meet them all. 

I met this guy (South Side Slim) on Friday morning around 7:00 A.M.

He was just playing his guitar watching the waves come crashing in, we chatted, apparently he played with Paul McCartney once and it's on YouTube (I haven't looked yet). This was exactly the type of culture I was looking for in Venice, some dude who brings an electric guitar (with no amp) to the beach at 7AM. 

3. I need to coexist with the natives in their natural habitat. This is why I prefer Airbnb. I was able to rent a tiny apartment about a mile from the beach and in one of the best areas in Venice. I spoke to the locals as if I were one of them. I adapted to their habitat and they accepted me as their own. 

One of my favorite houses in my neighborhood. I picture a crotchety old gypsy living there, or ME, when I'm older. 
I make my husband sleep in the camper when I'm mad at him, or better yet, maybe that's where I go to paint!

4. I document every moment, in writing and photos. I started my first blog in 1999 (deleted it quickly) but prior to this electronic medium of web logging, or blogging, I recorded every trip detail in journals. I have travel journals, letters and photographs that go back decades. I still sometimes take a travel journal and write down notes, directions, or things to help me remember - I like paper and a good pen. I once had to draw a map for my tuk tuk driver to get back home to my hotel in Chiang Mai, thank god I had that journal, and thank god I still have that badly drawn map. P.S. I was drunk.

Take a photo of the art exhibit you visited so you won't forget.
Get a signed copy of her book too. 

Maybe I heard an awesome song and I want to remember it in relation to that moment, I write that down on paper, a screenshot is OK but it's not the same. Plus, I'm much more funny when no one is watching (or reading), my travel journals are really funny(ish). If no one read this blog, it would be really funny too, but for whatever reason, you all keep coming back. There are not a lot of you, but WAY MORE than I ever imagined. Like thousands of you.... who are you? Why do you read this? I'm grateful, because you are my people, yet confused.

Take a screenshot of the song you were listening to before bed so you won't forget how that day made you feel. 

Random photos of strangers who may have triggered a sense of emotion that you couldn't quite explain, make sure you get those too.

And don't forget this one, the one who stole your heart.... and your dreams.

This little boy carrying all his gear on the Venice Fishing Pier, trying to keep up with his dad as they go to work, don't forget to capture that or you might forget about it. It's an important piece of the story, don't forget Leyla, you can't forget that little boy! 

How about a screenshot of every spot on the map you visited, did you get those too? Oh good, because it would be terrible if an inch of land you covered were to go undocumented. 

5. I am a novelty seeker and I crave adventure. On this trip, I went paddleboarding in Marina del Rey, in South Africa I went paragliding, but it doesn't always have to be a sport - or sporty. Sometimes, I will just get in a car with a random local and head off to a whiskey distillery. 

May not sound too safe but that's a risk I am willing to take as a "novelty seeker" - someone who is always searching for the unfamiliar, the unconventional and the unusual. So far, so good. I've only had the best of luck by putting my trust in others, locals especially. However, I don't advise you do the same. After all, I am a professional and I've been doing this a long time! We wouldn't want you to end up in the back of some Eastern European man's Citroen... now would we? 

Enjoy Some More Of My Venice Photos 
And be sure to see more on Instagram: @leylaruinseverything    

Venice Canals

Venice Canals

Venice Skate Park 

Change is Mind Blowing - mural by Jules Muck a Venice-area local street and graffiti artist, she's kind of a big deal.

Not certain of the name of this mural but I love it. I tweeted a photo of it when I saw it and @seldomawake told me that the artist was Cannon Dill - a Bay Area street and graffiti artist. Check out this article with images of  work that he and another artist created as they traveled across the US making art and stuff.

Thanks for reading... please leave a comment, no one ever does anymore and it makes me sad. Now people just comment on Facebook but I like reading them here (below) in the context of the darn post!