Grupo Latas
by EL CHAVO!
by edie
Friday, August 13, 7:30 to 9:00 pm
Classical Music Trio, Vincent Reyes on guitar, Lisa Grzanka on violin, and Mini Zabala on flute perform classical interpretations of contemporary pop hits.
Saturday, August 14, noon to 5pm
DJ Counterstryke hosts Three the Art Way (Live: Music, Poetry, Art)
Music by Prayers for Sale, Poetry by Mike the Poet, and Live Painting by Mear One
Sunday, August 15, 2:00 to 5:00 p.m.
Musical performances by The Shipl with roots in klezmer and branches extending into Balkan and Eastern European melodies.
All performances are free and open to the public.
Los Angeles Municipal Art Gallery
4800 Hollywood Boulevard
Los Angeles, CA 90027
(323) 644-6269
by edie
Marten, Piry, and Harry (three amazing Chicano indie rockers) have formed a band called Family Tree Analog.
For the past few years, they’ve been playing shredding shows around town and people say they sound like the next Nirvana/Smashing Pumpkins/Sonic Youth/At the Drive-In/Radiohead/???…
They are a mostly instrumental post-rock band from Lynwood, CA. Their music combines jazz style drums, distorted guitars and all with no use of a bass guitar. It’s amazing.
Family Tree Analog plays tonite, August 6, at 7:30
Where: Los Angeles Municipal Art Gallery, 4800 Hollywood, Blvd, Los Angeles, CA 90027 (323) 644-6269
Free
I know Chimatli mentioned this already on Botanitas, but I have to plug it up again. Why ? Because there is an amazing line for that night. Musically and in spoken word. This is one of those events that you don’t wanna miss out on because if you do, you’ll be sorry when everyone else is telling you how much they had and how dumb you feel for not going.
SATURDAY, JULY 10TH
6PM to 2AM
-LA CASA DEL MEXICANO-
2900 Calle Pedro Infante
Boyle Heights, CA 90063
Tickets $8 pre-sale at Corazon del Pueblo (available SAT 07/03) * $10 at the door
by donquixote

Photo courtesy of A Vanishing World
Yee Mee Loo Bar and Restaurant in Chinatown, Wow! What a loss to Los Angeles when they tore that great dive bar down. The little bar was always jumping, the drinks served by the legendary Richard Mau were nonpareil, the crowd and the booze, the cigarette smoke, and music from the old fashioned jukebox was reminiscent of a scene from a Raymond Chandler book, Humphrey Bogart, Claude Raines, Mary Astor, or Charlie Chan would be right at home there.
The place was a bookie joint and the regulars could always be depended on for a tip on a longshot at Santa Anita or Hollywood Park. And before drinking my first Mai Tai or Long Island Ice Tea I always laid a buck down on the counter so Richard would light a stick of incense and place it on the Buddha on the spectacular carved wooden altar on the wall, bowing and saying a prayer in Chinese.
The conversations overheard always seemed a bit shady and full of conspiracy, as dark as the joint, where somehow you were in a different time and the atmosphere was 1935 or 1945, Los Angeles.
by EL CHAVO!
Spotted at the parking lot of my local Big Saver, where the light poles double as an information exchange board. The sign and the marker linked website don’t have too much information on the situation, besides letting us know that Frankie Gamez, of Los Apson fame, needs some monetary help. Plus there’s a bank account number and an Arizona prison address in case you are inclined to write to Frankie. But the fact that someone took the time to hand make this sign hints that this aging 60′s rock group still has some caring fans.
Maybe this video will remind you of some of the hits by Los Apson.
by chimatli
The Arrivals-Drill Baby Drill
We’ve mentioned them before but one of the finest music publications in print at the moment is Razorcake Magazine published locally in Highland Park.
The Arrivals new 7″ is one of their latest releases and their song “Drill Baby Drill” is quite timely considering the infuriating news coming from the Gulf region these past weeks.
By the way, I wonder how that cap is working out?
by chimatli
Melinda Marx-The Eastside of Town
Hold up, I am here to right a wrong, inform you of a great historical overlook – this is a song about the Eastside and yet, has never been heard on any Chicano Oldies compilation. How did this happen? Please don’t tell me it’s cause the song is no good, that the chick can’t sing (or dance) or that the lyrics are insipid. This is a song about the Eastside! Thankfully, a random Youtube click lead me to uncover this early example of Eastside oldies. True, it has no soul but it’s catchy in it’s own way. Someone please inform Art Laboe…