mood: happy panda
music: goapele (sometimes i open up this oakland singer's website just to enjoy music while i'm on the computer)
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the excuse: fpac
the real reason: to see my sister-friends
enjoyed a chill drive down to so cal, listening to "music that sounds like the hookah feels." (peace and blessings to babbs for letting me hitchhike down.)
as we drove into l.a., mica and i debated whether to go to this hip hop event babbs had a flyer for, to this performance eugene was at with some friends, or hit a club. of course babbs and eugene were talking about the same event: a bunch of l.a. groups performing an all ages show in the rec hall of a church.
the artwork blew me away: huge colorful murals lined the walls above, and i kept gawking in awe that youth painted such poignant images addressing drugs, suicide, violence, premarital sex. AND an artist painted a couple canvases live. music, dancing, art... fabulous. (except maybe for the shooting.)
you know, maybe i can live in l.a.
