I stared across the room. Before The Brewery was The Brewery, it was LA’s; a dark, dingy nightclub with black walls and a sticky black floor. It got closed down in the end, because it was notorious for drugs, fights and never IDing anyone – even if they were obviously about ten. The only way … Read More
After the cider, we headed into town. The sky was a dark, inky blue, at the very last stage of twilight. It was a nice night, warm for late April, and we walked along smoking and chatting. There were a few stars out and I thought about the vastness of space and how remote everything … Read More
For me, back then, the weekend always began at around four-thirty on a Friday night, the moment I stepped through my front door after college. Things generally followed a similar pattern every week, but at the same time, no weekend was quite like any other. You always knew that something interesting and ridiculous was going … Read More