Wednesday night, just after falling asleep we were awoken by a small jolt, and then a few seconds of our bedroom door creaking. There was a 2.7 earthquake just east of Hawthorne, which is just a few miles northeast us.
USGS site:
Description of the quake that woke us:
Friday, December 9, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Jazz at the A Frame
Lou found a Jazz venue called "Jazz at the A Frame". It's an individual's house in the hills above LA. Apparently about once a month the owner invites people into her home to listen to known names from the Jazz community play. This week she had The Jeff Hamilton Trio.
As we frequently do (Lou!), we got there a little late. The house is way up in the hills overlooking LA and don't really have any parking on the small, twisty little road. So we had to park about 1/4 mile away and walk up the steep hill. When we got there (out of breath) we took the only 2 remaining seats we could see as the trio started up. I was sitting with the back legs of my folding chair out the front door to the house.
We chatted briefly with the owner of the house during the break (see the link above). She's a charming older woman who clearly loves Jazz, and has been doing this for 11 years now. I was chatting with another guest and realized most of the attendees were enthusiasts. Further evidence: When the host or band mentioned another artist, everybody always recognized the names (except Lou and I, who tried to look nonchalant). We also quickly realized the average fan in attendance was significantly older than us.
I’m sure we’ll go back occasionally. The music was great and the setting was very attractive.
As we frequently do (Lou!), we got there a little late. The house is way up in the hills overlooking LA and don't really have any parking on the small, twisty little road. So we had to park about 1/4 mile away and walk up the steep hill. When we got there (out of breath) we took the only 2 remaining seats we could see as the trio started up. I was sitting with the back legs of my folding chair out the front door to the house.
We chatted briefly with the owner of the house during the break (see the link above). She's a charming older woman who clearly loves Jazz, and has been doing this for 11 years now. I was chatting with another guest and realized most of the attendees were enthusiasts. Further evidence: When the host or band mentioned another artist, everybody always recognized the names (except Lou and I, who tried to look nonchalant). We also quickly realized the average fan in attendance was significantly older than us.
I’m sure we’ll go back occasionally. The music was great and the setting was very attractive.
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| Our view from the doorway. |
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