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Country Trip: A Talk With Gram Parsons

Fusion magazine, March 26 1969 {x} transcript ↓

Gram: "There's a very good music scene in L.A., a lot of good musicians have been playing together lately and getting together... but not so much at the whiskey and places like that, as in honky-tonks out in the valley - groups like Delanie and Bonnie, Taj Mahal, the Tulsa Rhythm Review... a lot of funky people coming from the south - Texas, Tennessee, and Tulsa - coming out to L.A. to make a little dough, and they find out that you can't really because there aren't many clubs in L.A. to play at, unless you're the Four Ragas...

Someone: "Actually, there's only one club that's left, you know, and that's the Whiskey. The city has clamped down on dancing - you can not dance in clubs anymore, which just kills the business. The Whiskey is on its last legs fighting to keep the wolf away."

Gram: "What was happening in L.A. was Snoopy's Opera House, Peacock Alley, the Laurel Room, the Prehade, the Palamino, the Ace's Club and the Red Volure, and the Hobo - clubs like that that nobody knows about that are like in the San Fernando Valley, the City of Industry, Orange County, I mean the clubs out in the Valley are really honky-tonks, and they're really funky, and they're nicer than like the honky-tonks in Nashville, because the people there are less liable to rap on you for having long hair - they see more of it - and you can go out there and Boogie all you want. So that's real nice - that's the most positive thing I can think of about L.A. - these places out in the Valley, like out on the Strip itself... with all the people addicted to carbon monoxide."

WH: "You were at Harvard-"

Gram: "Briefly - very briefly."

WH: "But up here with the International Submarine Band, and up here with country and western - and you thought you could do best with it out on the coast, rather than like going back to Nashville and playing around there...?"

Gram: "I wanted to go out where it was warm. I was really tired of the cold - here and in New York - and I wanted to go out to the coast for awhile - 'cause it was warm, and everybody was saying it was nice, and I hadn't been there yet. And in two years I sort of surmised what it was all about, and now I'm ready to go someplace else."

WH: "Is it the Bakersfield influence that comes down to people in the San Fernando Valley-"

Gram: "Yeah, it is."

Someone: "Not really, you know. Bakersfield is sort of its own little thing - Buck Owens, Merle Haggard - and southern California, from L.A. down, has always been a very big country and western thing: located in the little suburban communities like Norwalk, Downing, the Valley - all those places around L.A."

Gram: "But the Bakersfield thing is what really got me into it: like four years ago, I was digging Buck Owens, some of the people like that. I mean, I dug the older country artists before then - but I just got started getting into the real hot, electric thing they had. And I sat around and said it sure would be nice to like do a recording session and have Don Rich come down, and cats like that - that's ultimately what happened before we split there, we got together with all those guys, and we all dig each other. Maybe Liza Williams doesn't know who we are, best they do."

WH: "You yourself were in with Billy James in Laurel Canyon foe awhile, weren't you?"

Gram: "Yeah... enjoyed that you know - a nice thing to do. It's too bad that it couldn't be a little cooler - it couldn't be a little bit cooler... It's all like a great [illegible sentence] don't know who you're talking to... Mod Squad time... you don't know... chick comes on to everybody in the band... I'm beginning to wonder about Hippies in general... You can just tell by looking at a person's eyes... but they got all the gear, the blonde hair, everything, and they're so damn ready... but you don't know... When people on Sunset Strip ask you what your sign is, they're really asking if you're bisexual or not - because the chicks who ask you are the chicks who dig bisexual cats, sort of, and the guys who ask you are the guys who dig bisexual cats, sort of - and and they're asking you what your sign is, because they want to know if you're earthy or firey, or airy, or watery - you know, what are you. Nobody knows anything about astrology there, I mean very few people do. What your rising sign is doesn't mean anything."

WH: "Why not San Francisco?"

Gram: "I hate San Francisco. San Francisco is just the jivest town in the world. It's beautiful, and everyone loves its morning fog that fills the air and everything - but listen, when people start playing the 'Star Spangled Banner' by Kate Smith on the radio just to put down the United States - nothing good can come of it. And San Francisco is the home of the Onk."

Someone: "All the long hair and the Hippie freakery has filtered down no through the entire Establishment and has manifested itself in Onk."

Gram: "Both cities though, have their good and bad points, but they're due for a - I don't know - a lot of people say earthquake; I'd say that both cities are ready to pay a lot of dues, because old people and young people are jiving each other, and not getting together... It's time to get ourselves together. I mean, we can all be positive if we want to - but we've got to really love each other; we can't just do this to each other, you know, all the time. We've got to find a way and be consistent in it, or you're gonna meet with hysteria - and I think that both cities are going toward hysteria.

We're writing a song called 'The San Francisco Gold Rush' right now, and it's on the theory that San Francisco has done approximately the same thing to the music scene in the 60's that Philadelphia did to the 50's, you know, and this is really obvious to me the way that Philadelphia affected Elvis Presley with its satin shirts, and losing the real... I don't mean the clothes that he wore. I just use that to project an image of... Do you know what I mean? Well so there you go; San Francisco has made everyone want to be Ginger Baker, or Eric Clapton, and have ribbons hanging from your shirt and the whole thing. I'm using clothes because clothes are the most obvious thing you can point at... to see what a person is doing. And the other side uses clothes too; Richard Nixon and Governor Reagan see a bunch of little girls in peajackets and wearing Onks, and they think they're the enemies of educational wisdom, you know. Maybe everyone would be a lot safer wearing sequins. We're wearing them 'cause they're bullet proof."

WH: Has Bakersfield been coaslatent all the while?

Gram: "Not really, because country music is going through its fad so rapidly too. I mean, its being affected by the Nehru shirt scene, Glen Campbell, for instance, is a very, very good guitar player - one of the best, but he has been hyped, ruined - destroyed. So many of the country artists are just trying to pick up gimmicks. They always have but they're getting more and more into it - but the same thing with the spades, man, they're getting into a real jive protest scene. They're saying that we are where it's at - you can't have soul unless you're black; and country people are saying you can't have a soul unless you're white unless its one a [illegible word] in it, nothing [illegible word] unless it has a steel guitar. Now I don't go along with that, you see. I think horns are really great and everything, but I want to play with a steel guitar because it's where I'm at now. I love steel. But I'm perfectly willing to listen to B.B. King. The problem is that country radio stations are not playing the real country songs: they're playing "Gentle on My Mind" because they want pop people to get into country music. They think that's the way to do it, but it's not... Yeah, Glen Campbell sang tenor on the International Submarine Band record. He's funky you know."

WH: "What's (James) Burton doing?"

Someone: "Sessions - eighty zillion sessions, you know, work."

Gram: "We run into him a lot. I think he's on sort of the same level that we are, you know; he's eyeing the whole scene very skeptically, and he's a very funky cat-"

Chris Ethridge: "He's got real long hair now, and a beard..."

Gram: "And his brother calls him in the middle of - he called him in the middle of a session Chris and I did with him the other week, looking for a 64 Chevrolet engine in a 49 frame or something... James is really all right, you know, and he's just waiting, he's just waiting..."

Gram: "The Tulsa guys, the Memphis guys - ten years ago, they were playing with Buddy Holly, they were playing with the Crickets, they were playing with Little Richard, they were playing with guys like that; and now they're doing their brand new 1969 thing. It's the same with us. And Jerry Lee Lewis is back, Fats Domino is back - I couldn't be happier. Conway Twitty's back. He's got the hottest new country band around, and he's out of sight. In his own right, he's better than all of us new country groups - 'cause he's paid more dues, he's older. As soon as young kids start digging old funky white artists like they dig old funky black artists... Like they can listen to B.B. King but can they listen to George Jones, they can listen to George Jones, they can listen to Albert King and Ike and Tina Turner, and so on, but can they listen to Conway Twitty... You've got your Otis Redding, but you've also got your Merle Haggard. I suppose that we would correspond and parallel - we would be on the same level as the newest things that are happening in Rhythm & Blues, like down in Muscle Shoals that's our scene. It's a bunch of young white people who are starting to play white music.

You really can't put music in geographical places, because country music probably came out of the Midwest as opposed to the south. But I'd say Muscle Shoals is one of the hottest recording scenes in the United States, and it's one that we relate to more than we relate to Nashville or L.A. We try to make our recording sessions sort of like Muscles Shoals rather than Nashville. We didn't hire a bunch of X musicians, we all concentrated within ourselves on doing it. And we just hung out - and did it together.

Chris Ethridge: "You remember all of those cats that did 'Where Have You Been,' and a real good song, 'You Better Move On' - all of those tunes, remember those tunes? Those were some of the first ones cut down in Muscle Shoals, and that was like ten years ago, or eight years ago. Old Rick Hall, you know, he got himself a studio, and started getting the local cats from around there coming in. And Joe South and Tommy Roe would come in from Atlanta, and they'd cut some stuff, like 'Carol' - do you remember that record 'Carol'? there was a guy in the background going 'Ompah, ompah,' like that; well, that was a farmer from Dewy, Alabama who was a friend of Dan Penn's, and he came up to visit - so they put him on a record; and there he was, you know, he made it.

Gram: "On 'Hippie Boy' ...I mean, the album (The Gilded Palace of Sin) goes from like Everly Bros. cuts to more modern, polished things. But at the end of the album, there's like all of our friends there singing: the GTO's, Joel Scott Hill, Johnny Barbatoes, Henry Louie, Larry March, Bobby McMann - we're all like singing together, 'There'll be peace in the valley.' We had a real good time doing the album.

WH: "The thing is with that song ('Hippie Boy') - the talking kind of country song has the potential for being sentimental, and yet it doesn't become so."

Gram: "Yeah, well - that song - We had the idea from the very beginning; we kept saying, we got to do a song called 'Hippie Boy' about Chicago, and it's got to be a narrative song, and Chris Hillman has to do it; and he has to drink a fifth of scotch before he does it - just to really feel the whole thing; not smoke an ounce of grass - but drink a fifth of scotch and do a narrative. And let's see someone else do that - let's see McGuinn do it."

WH: "It seemed like the toughest challenge of the record."

Gram: "Right, it was. We went through 'Hot Burrito 1 & 2,' and we saw that we had the high polished musical thing by the nuts - we had it and we could do it. My piano playing and organ playing came back to where it used to be, before I was with the Byrds. I started getting funky again, and everybody started getting funky again; and it was time to do 'Hippie Boy' - It was time to end the album. And after we did it, it was time to beat it - it was time to get out of L.A. We would love to have our next album called 'Ray of Hope', you know. We'd like to find some place over in Europe where we're really happy and we write about all the funky nice farmers. We dig to do that; I mean, we are not a negative, put-down group, like people seem to think. They're so uptight about our sequined suits - I just can't believe it. Just because we wear sequined suits doesn't mean that we think we're great. It means we think sequins are great. We think sequins are good taste. Rolling Stone, the Free Press - they think that we're a bunch of... show offs, and we're trying to put everything down. We're merely reflecting everything, because real music is supposed to reflect reality. You can't build a reality in music, you have to reflect it. Like 'original' music was made to get people together - like religious music, to sort of form a bond between you and your ancestors, let's say. In church, you would have music that would make you nostalgic, and think of the oldies times and what the reality really was that has led you up to right now. That's where music's at You can't build your own reality - that's why psychedelic music is so jive; it's every a everybody's own bag. No, I'm sorry, you know, we're all in it together - like it or not.

To do the album in L.A., we had to close ourselves off. When the smog was heavy we had to wear tanks of oxygen, and luckily we were blessed with a fellow named Henry Louie who can just cool out. He's an engineer unlike any engineer I've ever worked with, and projected an attitude of; 'we're not in L.A. boys, we're together.'"

WH: "You had to go through three years of L.A. to do this - with the Submarine Band, and the Byrds."

Gram: "We paid a lot of dues, but we dug it. I mean, while everybody else was going to the Whiskey building up their egos, and everything, we were saying; 'Jesus Christ, man, nobody likes us. Jesus, what are we doing'. In the meantime, we were going out to places like all those clubs I mentioned, and to forget our troubles, we were getting smashed - and rocking 'n rolling every night, you know, just as hard as we could. And after three years, somebody finally bought country music, someone finally bought the Internal Submarine Band - and then they sold the name, and everything; we paid more dues - but country music was being accepted and we didn't care. And now, everybody wants to get on the bandwagon; everybody want to say they're country as Crawdaddy seems to think he is."

Someone: "I don't think he himself is trying to project that image, but that it's imposed-"

Gram: "Oh right, he's always been funky. People hated him when he started out. They said rotten things about him, but now they're trying to project the country scene onto him. And he isn't country. He's a poet-"

Someone: "He's and old fashioned minstrel."

Gram: - "a beautiful poet, but Columbia records does the same thing with him that they did with the Byrds; they hype him. And I don't know, you just can't believe that sort of stuff..."

WH: "Has A & M been good to you?"

Gram: "They have been real good. They've let us follow our concepts, so to speak. I mean, they're in it for the money like every other record company, and if people start buying out records, they'll let us run with the ball. That's all I can say. I don't know what will happen - otherwise, I don't even want to think about it. If I have to pay more dues I'm willing to because I dig honky-tonk, and rock and roll - and being on the street doesn't bug me at all. I don't need to have an image... So it doesn't matter, one record company or the other. When we got together there were a lot of record companies that were eager to sign us - and anything we wanted, they were willing to do - but we just happened to sign with A & M, mainly because of Mike Vosse, who came and got us. I mean, he was actually interested. He didn't set up appointments for us to come and see him; he came and saw us. Tom Wilkes, in the graphics department, was a friend of Chris', you know. So we had a personal contact and they took a personal interest in us. It's not the big executives - like Herb Alpert and everything did - but who cares about big executives? Who knows where they're at anyway? Herb Alpert's a nice cat, he's a brilliant cat, he's got a beautiful smile - and that's all I know."

#gram parsons #the byrds #the flying burrito brothers #the gilded palace of sin #country music #60s #let me know if you want me to transcribe this #edit: ahh !! he talks about bisexuality !!!! and calls everyone funky and cats #chris hillman and the hippie boy song #i typed out 3160 words and it was worth it

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labuenosairesfrancaise · 11 months

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Sans Souci Palace

Hi gouys! This is the Sans Souci Palace, located in Buenos Aires, Argentina.

This house is set to be in a 64x64 Lot. You will need all cc from The Jim, Felixandre, SYB, Marble Mortal, GSsims, etc. It is the usual content I use for my houses.

I made the third floor but it is not completed. In fact, the residence does not have this 3rd floor, but the roof looked weird w/o it.

Some history:

The Sans Souci Palace, located in Victoria, is undoubtedly one of the architectural landmarks not only of San Fernando but also of the northern region. This December marks 100 years since its official inauguration. Its history is intertwined with the history of the neighborhood, and its construction marked a turning point in the urban vision of the district's waterfront.

To briefly recount its history, we can go back to 1911 when the Alvear siblings, Carlos María, Josefina, and Elisa, married to Mercedes Elortondo, Matías Errázuriz, and Ernesto Bosch, respectively, traveled to Paris, France, in search of an architect to design their residences on the embankments of the area. The three couples chose the trendy architect of the time: René Sergent, considered the best in neoclassical and Versailles-style architecture.

The French architect also built the Bosch Palace in Buenos Aires, which serves as the official residence of the United States ambassador, and the Errázuriz Palace, now the Museum of Decorative Arts. The Sans Souci palace, owned by Carlos María de Alvear and his family, was the last of the three projects to be designed.

In 1914, the builders Eduardo Lanús and Pablo Hary laid the foundation stone of the Palace on the land inherited by Alvear's wife in Victoria, San Fernando. In December 1918, it was officially inaugurated.

Its four facades are made of imitation stone. The stairs are made of Paris marble, while the rest of the details and finishes, although they appear to be genuine, are imitations. The imitation marble was created by Swiss craftsmen from the Italian canton who were specialists in this technique. All the carpentry in the Sans Souci Palace was made of Slavonian oak. The doors were painted to imitate the wood grain, giving them identical marks.

The gardens, which initially covered 9 hectares, were designed by the French landscape architect Carlos Thays. During the construction of the Palace, Alvear tried to buy the neighboring property belonging to the Lanusse family with the intention of demolishing it and expanding his garden. However, the Lanusse family never agreed, so a huge wall was built. Thays not only organized the garden but also planted a group of trees to hide the large wall, making it appear as though the house extended further.

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mlobsters · 4 months

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supernatural s13e20 unfinished business (w. meredith glynn)

taking a second to reflect i'm just about a year into this spn first time watch. first screenshot i took was in s1e2 and that was feb 1, 2023. inching closer to the end but damn.

wtf is happening with gabriel fighting a werewolf-esque whatever with a singlestick type thing. and this music? so cheesy 70s whatever. i see you jay g (christopher is also guilty of it when there's A Theme though so)

aww he's got a list like arya. ok so, like kill bill. which i tried to finally watch here not long ago and i couldn't get past the first fight scene in the house. feel like i might have enjoyed it when it came out when i was 23, but my appetite for tarantino tanked somewhere along the line. also, we already did a reservoir dogs homage episode, did we need another one?

these massive motel rooms, what even

haven't made a dean loves the magic fingers reference in a long ass time. reunion tour of references too

so this is a directed by speight episode too. ok

the apocalypse is good for mary's hair apparently

GABRIEL I call that art. But yes, without me, you two chuckleheads never would've known how to throw Lucifer back in the Cage. DEAN But instead of giving us a hand, you ran. And you just did it again when you ditched us in the bunker. GABRIEL All right, Dean-- I have more important things to do than to join your little band of merry men. DEAN Hey, what you're doing? This? This is not important. GABRIEL Every day, Asmodeus tortured me. Every… day! He fed off my grace for years! He used me, he debased me until I was… What I went through… you don't forgive. Everyone who had a hand in it will die. Get me?

a) this weird explanation/retcon of loki actually being someone else and that's why gabriel was pretending to be him is... weird. b) i get the impassioned speech but talking to two dudes with many more years or torture under their belts, i think they get it

DEAN Not like I care about killing gods, okay? But this whole revenge kick? It's a waste of time. SAM What if it's not? DEAN You've seen it, Sam-- with me, with Dad. Revenge only ends one way-- ugly. SAM Well, maybe it doesn't have to. DEAN Okay, I think I know what this is. SAM Okay, what is this? DEAN You. You're you're so hopped up on this “Kill Bill” fantasy of his. SAM No, no, no. This has nothing to do with me. DEAN If you had a shot at Lucifer, you wouldn't take it? SAM Of course I would. But this is about Gabriel. He needs our help. [Dean rolls his eyes, but agrees to hear out Sam’s plan back in the room] SAM Gabriel, you agree to help us, we'll agree to help you.

and a throwback to revenge never pays. but like, why doesn't sam just go for the obvious, we need his help and maybe he'll do it if we help him quid pro quo. jay bringing the eye rolling music juice, wouldn't expect anything else

GABRIEL Well, Sleipnir's a lot of things, but mainly, he is a coward. I will bet all the personal lubricant in the S.F.V… that after we killed Narfi, he ran straight back to papa's skirts.

and throwback to references i don't understand, that used to be a regular occurrence in kripke-era seasons. per the wiki:

S.F.V. refers to the San Fernando Valley in California, the center of the adult entertainment industry.

wonder how many people caught that, seems awfully obscure

MARY I know you've been winning all these fights, and you want to take him on so bad. I was just like you, with hunting. But I learned the hard way-- thinking you can win all the time, running in blind into every fight? That's how you make mistakes. And the people here, they-- JACK I'm doing this for them. MARY You can't help them if you're dead. And I can't lose another boy.

i'm sorry mary but i snorted. we just haven't had enough time to really establish this, and it's been backburner at best when it's around. #boymom 🤪🤪🤪

LOKI Yes, you do. Little bit. Our treatment of your friend is payback for a slight of a more personal nature. The death of my father, Odin. DEAN Oh, that wasn't him. Lucifer did that. LOKI Ah. But why was my father there in the first place? To parlay, to deal with Gabriel's brothers. When we first made terms, I had only one condition-- I would give him my face, teach him to be me, the trickster, if he agreed to abandon the more… volatile affairs of his family. Forever. When he hit that hotel, he broke that promise, and it cost my father his life.

hokay. never gonna retain any of this. i thought odin died another way but i think i'm thinking of zeus. big ask for me to care/remember the nonsense plot going on from an episode in s5. i can only imagine if i watched this as it aired. perpetually lost

SAM That's not… I'm saying this has become a whole thing with you lately. DEAN A whole thing? SAM Yeah. DEAN Since when? SAM Since the last time we opened up a rift. Since you decided to sideline me and then head to Apocalypse World with Ketch. DEAN Okay, well… we talked about that. SAM Did we? Because I gotta be honest, after everything, you're treating me like I-I deserve to be back at the kid's table or something.

good on you, sam

DEAN Sam, I'm not gonna apologize for protecting you. SAM So that's what you think you're doing here? DEAN You remember what happened the last time we had front row tickets to the Lucifer/Michael show? 'Cause I do. You died… and went to Hell. But see, this time, the apocalypse isn't looking for us. We're actually looking for it. I don't care what happens to me. I never really have. But I do care about what happens to my brother. SAM Dean, we're going to that place, and we're gonna save Jack and Mom. Together. And if something happens, we will deal with it together. And if we die? We'll do that together, too.

on one hand it's like oh yeah, maybe dean is feeling the lingering trauma of what happened the last time michael and lucifer were in their lives. but also, they let so much of that slide it feels like it's just being used for convenience. but whatever. i'd rather this than no conversation at all

and damn straight, sam, everything together. dying is a little much, and you didn't get to follow through on that one anyway. read a fic the other day that was about dean being afraid once sam's blurry wife got to heaven, he'd want to leave to be with her. and they made the point that sam had almost the same amount of years with the blurry wife as he did with dean. and now i'm making myself sad again 🥲🫠 this is why i don't read much heaven fic

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 13x20 #jay gruska #meredith glynn #sam and dean mush

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beardedmrbean · 1 year

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Did you hear about the psycho that broke into Jenna Marbles house? Then, to compound it, TMZ found out and planned to report on it without even talking to them. Julian felt forced to post about it himself so their side would be heard even though they'd wanted to keep it private.

I can't even imagine the feeling of violation they'd felt from the break in and then having their privacy violated again by a rag mag that doesn't know the meaning of privacy.

She still in business, thought she dropped out a while back? She's still 'retired' it's odd that someone would do the break in thing.

Let's look

A woman allegedly stalking Jenna Marbles is accused of having twice gone to the former YouTube star’s home Monday.

Marbles, 36, and Julien Solomita, who tied the knot last month, had no knowledge of the woman before she came to their San Fernando Valley residence, authorities told TMZ.

Solomita and the suspect ultimately got into an altercation that ended with him pepper spraying her twice, according to the outlet.

Marbles remained upstairs at the time the ordeal occurred, insiders told TMZ.

Los Angeles Police found the woman while heading over to Marbles’ house and got an ambulance to take her to a nearby hospital after she was sprayed, the outlet was told.

Once released, sources said the woman would be taken into custody and booked for felony stalking. _____________________

They're counted as public figures, privacy situation is treated differently, be one of the reasons I don't actually disagree with musk changing the twitter ToS to include real time tracking as a thing that can get your account terminated.

People can still do it, but he's just not providing a platform for it.

Same thing with TMZ, they're within the law doing what they do even if it is scuzzy. We're a voyeuristic species too, so we keep looking.

and here's his version

The YouTuber's new husband, Julien Solomita, detailed a break-in involving a "complete stranger" at the couple's Los Angeles home that he says prompted him to jump into action and defend their family.

"Today someone broke into our house," the Twitch streamer wrote in an Instagram Story Jan. 2. "A woman, that we don't know, entered our home unannounced. Upon her entering our back door, I immediate subdued her with OC/pepper spray and was able to lock her out."

The 30-year-old said police were called to the scene, where the woman was "apprehended and arrested."

"Jenna, the dogs, and myself are safe," Julien continued, adding that while he does not know personally know the suspect, she has been "harassing me at my home throughout the last 2 months."

TMZ, citing law enforcement sources, reported on Jan. 3 that the woman is an alleged stalker. Per the outlet, she has been taken to a local hospital for treatment for pepper spray and will be booked on a felony stalking charge. ________________________

"Jenna Marbles husband" he has a name you know, lol.

This story was getting out one way or the other, glad he's not in any trouble, this is California after all. Gavin is probably chomping at the bit to try out that SAFE-T act thing they've got starting up in Illinois.

there's a rundown in here for that one, it's a mess

Nobody is going to be even handed talking about it either so, if you're super curious it'll take a lot of different sources on the ups and downs of it.

#goat yells at everything

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thislovintime · 1 year

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Content warning: mentions of alcoholism/addiction.

“‘I don't mean to paint such a bleak picture of [the 1960s],’ Tork said. ‘I still felt I was in the vanguard, along with a bunch of other people. I was pretty happy. I had a circle of friends, and it was a lot of fun. God knows, I went through a lot of scenes and found out what I needed to find out, which is, for instance, that orgies are nice, but they're only temporary and they're not fulfilling.’ Tork's infamous orgies were held at the Hollywood house he bought in 1968, previously the property of comedian Wally Cox. At the height of his fame, Tork could have paid for it in cash, but was advised against it. So he took out a huge loan and spent his money redecorating. In the master bedroom Tork's bed was eight feet by eight feet with a foam mattress six inches thick. He had a four-place bathtub put into the bathroom, along with a sauna. He had Mexican tiles laid. He carved his initials into the shower stall. There was red plush carpeting throughout the house, a wet bar in the foyer, six-by-nine-foot picture window in the living room overlooking the San Fernando Valley. The film room was a splendiferous workshop of sandblasted natural wood that housed Tork's resident filmmaker manqué. The screen covered the entire wall, offering a ten-by-twelve-foot platform for the flower of psychedelia's exploding visuals – viewed by exploding heads of all chemical persuasions, days on end. Just down the hall and across a bridge was another wing of the house. Downstairs was a cabana, leading to a fifty-foot pool. There were no houses behind his, so many people preferred to dive into the pool nude – straight out of his bathroom window. ‘I'd rather have nude swimming,’ reflected Tork; ‘it's much easier. There's a certain charge to bodies if they're covered up, and if you remove that, it takes a lot of that extra energy out of things.’ Originally, Tork brought a girl friend to live with him at the house. Then his filmmaker friend moved in. He was followed by a young woman and her son. Later a friend of his girl friend stayed there. When Tork quit the Monkees toward the end of 1968, his new group, Peter Tork and/or Release, moved in. Often, wandering downstairs of an early afternoon. Tork would come upon two or three strange bodies asleep in the walk-in fireplace. But that was all right. At the same time, it wasn't all right. ‘If you're fixed on the notion that an orgy is going to fulfill you, and one doesn't do it, you're going to try a hundred. If orgies don't do it, maybe drugs will. Like the fixated person I was then, I went from one thing to another. I had to try everything: flower power, dope, orgies, fast cars.’ His sternest nemesis was alcohol. ‘In the beginning drinking was a lot of fun,’ said Tork. ‘I have some memories of things that I did drunk that I never would have done sober, that I guess I always sort of wanted to do. But drinking isn't selective. It doesn't let you do exactly what you want to do and keep you from doing the things you don't want to do. Furthermore, at a certain point, and I think with certain personality types, it's addictive. You find you cannot drink moderately any longer. It finally reached a point with me where it was obvious that I was going to die if I kept up with it. I was never hospitalized, but I could see the path. I realized I was out of control.’”- When The Music Mattered (1984)

“During his comeback Tork discovered ‘too much chemistry' (drugs, not the high school course) was beginning to blur the faculties and waste the resources, financially, physically, spiritually, morally and emotionally. ‘Then a miracle happened. I found, “The Difference.” ‘I can’t name “The Difference” for a dozen reasons,’ Tork added, ‘one of which is that no name sounds the same to everybody. If I said, “God,” a lot of people — a previous self of mine included — would say, “Oh, spare me your sanctimonious bull.” If I say, “the cosmic patterning,” then it would be “Oh, spare me your hippie-dippy bull.”’ Okay. Call it ‘The Difference’ and be done with it. What difference did it make? ‘I was crazy,‘ Tork said. ‘I was behaving crazily. It wasn’t like I was a moral leper. I was just addictive and feeding my habit. Then one day I looked at the chemicals in my hand — in that case a bottle of beer — and I saw that I was not in charge. When I finally realized that, that’s when I began to recover. Since then I have been able to avoid the use and abuse of all chemicals, primarily and including alcohol.’” - The Cincinnati Enquirer, October 20, 1983

“I was very fortunate because I found myself to be an alcoholic and there is a community that is out to help and who will love you just because you’re an alcoholic who wants to get better. That was the beginning of my retrieval as a human being. Otherwise I’d be a bubbling pile of protoplasm in the gutter someplace.” - Peter Tork, Toxic Fame (1996)

“‘I have to say, I did anticipate it [what the interviewer called ‘Beatle-esque global mania’],’ shrugs Tork. ‘But what I never thought I’d see was us still being around 45 years later. ‘I didn’t even think I’d live to see 45.’” - Wales Online, May 13, 2011

“I didn’t know I’d ever be 50 years old.” - Peter Tork, ITN, September 2, 2015

“‘[Alcohol] that’s the one that nabbed me,’ Tork said. ‘Booze was my friend. The worries of the world sloughed off.’  One day Tork decided to start keeping a record of his drinking and soon found himself drinking in excess of 12 beers a day.   ‘But I wasn’t an alcoholic. Because when I was in jail, I couldn’t drink it and I was alright. When I was in the hospital, I couldn’t have it, and it didn’t bother me,’ Tork said.   The realization came one day while in New York when he found himself with a beer in his hand and suddenly realizing he had a problem. He talked to his wife and admitted to her that he had a problem and needed help. Tork praised the Drug Court system and other drug-recovery organizations.  ‘I could have died in agony or distress,’ Tork said. ‘But this, this is humbling. This stuff — Drug Court — this moment, standing in front of you — this is the other side.’” - visaliatimesdelta.com, October 29, 2010

“He's been sober for almost 30 years, and recently took time to address graduates of a drug court in California as part of his theory that recovery from any addiction is incomplete without service to others.  ‘I have been given a huge treasure: to not have to drink, which was my experience,’ he says. ‘It was obliged, it was mandatory. To be relieved of that imperative is an enormous gift, a jewel beyond price. There is no amount of money to make me give it up. What would I do with the money? ... And to keep this gift is to deny it to others.’” - Pittsburgh Tribune-Review, November 4, 2010

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Meeting Your Parents 💗

Part 3 - Picnic Date

(Fluff, slight smut)

- Shohei Ohtani Imagine

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- since we lost when shohei pitches and he looked frustrated/exhausted I’m posting this for my shobaes 💗. I know we feel bad for our showy. He’s overworking himself so much :(

SECOND PART OF PICNIC DATE WILL BE SMUT 😏

The day had went by fast and you had gone to town with your parents to go to the market. You bought a lot of snacks and ingredients to make some Japanese foods. You really wanted to go on a picnic with shohei so you went to the market while he rested. He has been really tired since the season ended. He overworks himself so much and feels like he doesn’t deserve breaks which makes you so sad. So you decided to let him rest and go to the store with your parents. You also visited their flower shop and chose some flowers to take on the picnic.

You had got home and you put the food and snacks in the extra fridge your parents had in the garage. You see shohei just in bed reading one of your books. He had the breakfast croissant you had made for him right next to him on the bed. You smiled at him and moved the croissant to the nightstand so you could lay down next to him.

“Did you like the croissant baby?” You asked him.

“Yes very delicious.” He smiled

He leaned in for a kiss and kissed you.

“Thank you.” He said.

You smiled at him and he continued reading while eating the other one since you had made him two. You scrolled through your phone and you both just talked and cuddled. Watched some stuff on your tv and then had dinner with your parents.

Shohei ate a lot and was stuffed. He watched some tv with your mom. Which was basically your mom making him watch a novela (soap opera) with her. You went to go check on him and he looked so into it which made you giggle.

He looked up at you. “Fernando cheated on her!” He said while shocked.

You laughed. “I am not surprised”

He went back to watching and you went into the garage to prepare the picnic basket. You added the chip bags and box of macrons into the basket. You looked at the ingredients in the fridge and made a mental note of what you were gonna make.

You went back into the house and shohei was headed towards you. But you basically ran into each other at the door.

“Where’d you go baby?” He asked.

“Oh just to the garage. I was looking for something I left last time and was trying to see if it was in the garage.” You replied

“Oh ok. Well I’m sleepy so I’m gonna get ready for bed. Will you join me?” He asked.

“Yeh in a bit baby just get ready okay?” You replied.

He nodded and went upstairs.

You went back to the garage and brought all the ingredients into the kitchen and put them into that fridge. You also brought the basket and you went upstairs and passed by shohei in the bathroom.

He was just brushing his teeth so you made eye contact and you smiled at him.

You went up into your room in search for your polaroid camera and extra polaroid film.

“What are you looking for baby?” Shohei asked.

“My polaroid camera.” You replied while still searching.

Shohei took off his shirt and shorts to get ready for bed.

“Found it!” You said with excitement.

“Aww it’s cute. Don’t you love that color?” Shohei asked.

You nodded at him.

He got into bed and patted the space next to him.

You got into top of him and kissed him.

“I’ve got some stuff to do baby so I’ll stay here until you fall asleep okay? I won’t be gone so long baby but I’ll join you soon okay?” You said.

He nodded and snuggled into the pillow.

You have him a kiss in the forehead and he smiled.

“I love you.” He said.

“And I love you more. No shhh it’s sleepy time baby boy” you said.

He smiled and closed his eyes.

You turned off the lights and five minutes later you heard soft snoring. You smiled and went downstairs to prepare for the picnic.

You made some tuna Mayo onigiri, and onigiri with grilled chicken. You were craving that and it sounded good so you made it into onigiri. You also made some Japanese style sandwiches such as egg sandwich, fruit sandwich, and spam onigirazu. You also made some sushi specifically California roll and salmon roll. You made half of them spicy. You also made a Japanese style salad and a fruit salad. Lastly for desert you made a small fluffy Japanese cheesecake. For drinks you made some strawberry lemonade and you put a jar of strawberry jam because you want to add it to the bottom of the wine glass for a strawberry Prosecco.

You added food in containers and added it to the picnic basket. You added the bottled up lemonade you made into the basket as well as the jam and the Prosecco. You went to go put the basket in the garage fridge. You grabbed a cute basket your mom had blankets in and added two pillows and a throw blanket as well as the picnic blanket. It kinda look like a baby carrier type of basket. You added some plates into that basket and some wine glasses plus utensils and wrapped them well under the blankets so they wouldn’t break. You set it down for you to grab in the morning and you finally got ready for bed. It only took you two hours to finish all the food. But you were very excited for your first date day with shohei. Finally you can both dedicate a whole day to being on a date.

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The next day you wake up and Shohei is still asleep. He definitely sleeps a lot when he can. It’s so adorable. He also sleeps like a rock. Literally nothing wakes him up. Well only if you shake him that wakes him up. But your kisses also work wonders on him

You started kissing Shohei’s face and he moved a bit.

“Showy. Wake. Up. I. Have. A. Surprise!” You said while pausing between each word to give him a kiss.

“Surprise?” Shohei asked sleepily.

He still had his eyes closed

You kept on kissing him to wake him up

“Okay I’m awake baby” he said.

He opened his eyes and smiled at you.

“Well good morning sleeping beauty” you said.

You both smiled at each other and kissed for awhile.

“Okay we have to get up baby. Let’s get ready and wear something comfortable okay?” You said.

Shohei nodded and rubbed his eyes while you went to the bathroom to get ready.

You were ready and waiting for shohei to come downstairs.

“Im ready baby” shohei said

He was wearing a white plain t shirt and some black angels shorts and some white crew socks with his black sneakers.

you were wearing a comfortable outfit (you imagine this part).

“Whats the surprise?” He asked.

You went into the garage and came back with the picnic basket.

“We are gonna have a picnic” you replied.

You handed him the basket and picked up the one with the blankets and dishes.

You both said bye to your parents and walked out the door towards a spot you enjoy hanging out at when you come visit your parents.

You walked past your parents farm animals and their flower fields. Their flowers still hadn’t bloomed and the workers who came to help had already left for the day. You went towards a field that was part of your parents property but they hadn’t done anything to it yet. It was just a field with before the woods started. There was some trees and you set the basket down.

“This is were I come have picnics by myself when I come visit my parents” you said.

“It’s beautiful. So peaceful” he said.

He helped you set up the blankets and the pillows. You took out the dishes and grabbed the basket with the food.

“Turn around i want it to be a surprise” you said.

He turned around as you added the food onto plates and kind of displayed them nicely.

“Okay you can turn around now” you said

He turned around and looked at the food. He had a big smile and he looked at you. He looked very happy and emotional.

“You made this for me?” He asked.

“Yeah. I wanted to make stuff you’re familiar with. I’ve seen pics where people have these foods for a Japanese picnic. I thought it would be exciting to have one together” you said.

Shohei grabbed your face softly with two hands and kissed you on the lips softly and passionately.

“Thank you my love. I love it. I love you” he said.

“Te amo más (i love you more”. You replied.

He smiled at you.

You handed him a plate and you both grabbed things you wanted to eat.

You grabbed your laptop out of your bag and your mini portable hotspot. You put on a Disney movie and you both sat next to each other and watched while enjoying the food.

“This sushi is so good baby. I love the spicy ones the most” shohei said.

“Im glad you love it babe”

You both had ate all the sushi and moved onto the onigiri.

You watched shohei take a bite of the onigiri.

He let out a moan.

You giggled. “That’s so sexy” you said.

“You’re so sexy. You’re beautiful and you’re an amazing cook. I need to buy a ring” he said.

You laughed. “Slow down big boy. That would be a dream come true but not yet baby” you said.

“I knowww” he whined

“You’re so cute” you said.

He gobbled up the onigiri and drank some of the lemonade.

“You made this?” He asked.

You nodded.

He looked at you shocked and clearly madly in love. He kissed your face all over.

You giggled at how much he loves your cooking. You’ve cooked for him before but never made any Japanese things.

After you both finished the onigiri you had some of the salad. You didn’t make much.

You both let your stomachs rest and watched the movie and then watched another movie.

Shohei grabbed the sandwiches and put half on your plate and half on his. He of course gobbled them up. It had only been about 3 hours since you’ve got here.

“Tamago sando and spam onigirazu… y/n im keeping you forever. These are heavenly” he said.

You smiled at him.

You both talked as you finished your sandwiches.

You were talking about an hobby you absolutely enjoy doing and shohei just was watching you.

“I love your smile and the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you are passionate about.” He said.

You blushed.

“You look beautiful when you blush.” He said.

You looked away because gosh you were blushing hard.

“Hey don’t hide that beautiful face from me. That smile and those eyes are the fuel I need to wake up everyday and do my best” he said.

You looked at him with soft eyes

“I love you shohei ohtani” you said.

“And I love you more y/n y/l/n” he said.

He leaned in and you both kissed.

The fruit salad and fruit sandwich were in the basket as well as the deserts so you moved the plates into the basket.

“Lay down with me” you said.

Shohei kissed you and laid you down.

You looked at him and looked into his eyes. You saw a look in his eyes that you’ve seen before but never understood what it meant.

He kissed you and he was practically on top of you. He was holding himself with his other hand so he wouldn’t crush you.

You both kissed and you bit his lip which caused him to open his mouth. You slipped your tongue into his mouth and his massaged yours.

He let out a moan.

He plushies you back and your head hit a pillow.

He started kissing your neck and shoulders.

Now you know what that look in his eyes means.

He started sucking on your neck and you let out a moan.

“Fuck” he moaned.

You could feel his hard on through his shorts as it was basically against your thigh.

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- haha now y’all have to wait until I release the second part 😏 sorry if there’s typos besties ! Hopefully you enjoyed this ! Let me know in my asks if you have any suggestions or just wanna tell me something.

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Gallavich Kinktober 2022 Day 16 - massages X “Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you.”

For @gallavichthings and the codependent couple we know and love

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They hadn't been separated for this long since Mickey had crossed the border into Mexico. It had only been two weeks, but to Ian it felt like forever. His siblings had ribbed him endlessly for staring wistfully at his wedding ring the last fourteen days.

"You're like an abandoned puppy." Carl pointed out when he came home from a shift at the station to find Ian sitting at the dinner table as Debbie prepared dinner.

"Shut the fuck up."

"He's right." Debbie agreed as she shook a bag of Shake 'n Bake.

"Fuck you too." Ian stood up and threw open the back door, making a dramatic exit Mickey would have been proud of.

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"He'll be back tomorrow." Lip reminded him. He had made his way two blocks over to his brother's house after leaving his childhood home.

"I know." Ian grumbled, stabbing at the food Tami had made and graciously shared with him after he showed up unannounced.

"He probably misses you just as bad." Tami said, like it would make Ian feel better to think Mickey felt just as lonely and empty as he did.

–

While putting Freddie to bed for Tami and Lip Mickey had called and Ian had to regretfully let it go to voicemail. He called him back on the train ride home.

"Don't bother leaving me a message I won't listen." He smiled at the sound of his husband's gruff, recorded voice, hanging up before the beep. Ian wasn't even an exception to the voicemail clause. He instead clicked on the contact right above Mickey's. It rang three times before connecting.

"Hey!"

"Hey." Ian sighed, happy to hear Mandy's voice.

"My husband around?"

"He went to bed about an hour ago. Early flight ya know?"

Ian sighed. He had known that and yet he hadn't been keeping track of the time when he took the Freddie bedtime task.

"Right. Guess I'll talk to him tomorrow." Ian heaved a sigh and shifted in his seat, trying to shake his downhearted mood.

"Thanks for lending him out to me." Mandy said, picking up on Ian's mood. "Couldn't have done a cross country move on my own."

"Only wish I could have helped too."

"Please, you would have kicked me out of the car so you two could fuck in every state from Illinois to California. The move would have taken twice as long." She joked, though there was definitely a hint of truth in that based on their road trip down to Mexico. Either Mickey told her about that or they were very predictable.

"Its bad enough I can hear your phone sex with my brother through the wall every night."

Ian apologized only for it to be waived off by his best friend. The conversation shifted to Mandy's new home in San Fernando, how she loved the weather and wanted Ian and Mickey to escape the Chicago winter to visit her over Christmas. They hang up just after Ian enters his empty apartment.

"Hey." Mandy adds after they say their goodbyes, keeping Ian's ear to the phone.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks for loving my brother. We talked a lot on the road and…he really loves you."

Ian's eyes swim with unshed tears, throat tight as he responds.

"I can't wait until he's home."

–

Once Ian had Mickey through the door he was wrapping the smaller man in his arms, burrowing into the crook of his neck and inhaling the scent that was pure Mickey, a scent Ian had only smelled on Mickey's pillow and a long sleeve shirt he'd worn but not washed before he left for two weeks.

"Missed you." Ian mumbled against his warm skin.

"Missed you too ya softie." Mickey stroked the back of his head, lulling Ian into a contentment he hadn't felt since Mickey left. Ian could have held him for two more weeks, but he let Mickey go after a few minutes.

"I gotta lay down, man. Mandy's spare mattress is too fuckin soft and my back in killing me."

Ian followed Mickey to the bedroom with his duffle bag of dirty clothes, tossing it into the corner. Mickey's face planted into their lumpy, old mattress and he sighed in relief.

"Want me to give you a massage?" Ian asked, already reaching for the lotion when Mickey nodded.

"Take off your shirt, baby."

Ian placed the pump bottle of lotion on the turned over crate he called a bedside table, squirting a few pumps into his palm. Once Mickey was shirtless he knee-walked across the mattress to straddle the smaller man.

Mickey hissed as the cool lotion made contact with his back, but Ian quickly warmed it up with his own body heat as he moved his hands in wide arcs across Mickey's back. Once the lotion was spread he worked his fingers deep into his husband's skin, massaging at the muscle below. He moved from shoulder blades to lower back, taking note of where Mickey sighed and hissed so he could return to those spots.

"Mandy told me you talked." Ian had been lost in the repetition of pressing his fingers into knots and kneading his palm into overworked muscles he startled when Mickeyspoke. He blinked and mentally ran through the conversation he had last night, wondering if Mickey was hinting toward anything.

"We did. I'm glad she likes California." Ian ended up saying to play it safe.

"She was all sappy when she dropped me off at the airport." Mickey explained, turning his head to the other side as his neck grew stiff, Ian rubbed at those muscles too making Mickey's eyes close.

"You really missed me that much, huh? To get Mandy all sappy on me."

Ian stopped his rub down and stared at the side of Mickey's face. His eyes were closed but his smirk sent a tingle down Ian's spine and right into his dick. The hardening length was quickly crowding the inside of his jeans and Ian wondered if Mickey's cock was doing the same. He glanced at the bowling pin clock on the wall: twenty-six minutes since Mickey came home. Yeah, it was time to get naked.

Ian shed his shirt, throwing it into the corner with Mickey's duffle before standing and shedding his pants. Once naked he lay on his side of the bed and indulgently stroked his growing erection.

“Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you.”

Mickey moved like a shot off the bed, clothes coming off in record time. Like Ian he was hard, and Ian's mouth watered.

"Let me rinse off this airplane stink. Don't you dare fucking move Gallagher."

Ian watched Mickey's full, pale ass jiggle away from him and into the bathroom. Glancing at the bowling pin clock again he decided to give Mickey three minutes before he just fucked him in the shower. He refused to wait any longer.

Mickey was out in two minutes and thirty seconds, body smelling sweet and clean. Ian beckoned him over, scooting down and removing the pillow from under his head.

"Bring me that ass, baby."

Mickey crawled up the bed from the bottom, hovering over Ian's lank legs, kissing the head of his cock and trailing his lips upward to his mouth where he stayed for a while. Their makeout was hurried, intense from the time spent apart. Lips swollen and breaths shallow Mickey finally sat up and knee-crawled up Ian's body until he was straddling a headful of copper hair. Ian took his cock into his mouth, movements shallow, an appetizer before the main course. Mickey sighed and cradled his husband's head, looking him in the eyes as the head of his cock disappeared and reappeared between Ian's lips.

With a parting kiss Ian moved down to Mickey's balls, using his nose and lips to fondle the soft sack briefly before shifting down the bed one more time. Tugging at Mickey's hips the man spread his knees that much further.

The second Ian's tongue laved at Mickey's hole the man let out a pent-up-for-two-weeks groan. Ian dug his fingers into the meaty ass above him, spreading the cheeks apart so he could get more, give more, taste more. Ian's lips lifted feeling his hair rustle with a familiar movement - Mickey jerking himself. His husband wasn't going to last long at all.

"Ian." His name was merely a breath on Mickey's lips as the man came, allowing Ian a few more licks before shuffling back down his body. Mickey planted another line of kisses to Ian's aching cock before engulfing it in the warm, wet heat of his mouth.

"Yeah, missed that mouth." Ian caressed his husband's cheek, watching Mickey expertly swallow his length. If Mickey lasted two minutes Ian would only last one. Throwing his head back he let go, shuddering at the feel of Mickey's throat swallowing his load. His eyes began to fill with tears as Mickey cleaned him with gentle licks. By the time his husband lay prone next to him Ian was ready for another long hug.

"Two weeks is too long to be without you." Ian sniffed.

"Any amount of time is too long." Mickey amended, wrapping himself around Ian. They don't let go for a long time.

#gallavich #mickey milkovich #ian gallagher #shameless #ian x mickey #chaos writes #gallavich fanfic #ao3 #gallavich kinktober 2022

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THE PREMIER LADIES OF THE SFV – PART 2 OF 2

Beverly Shaw (ca. 1910-May 26, 1990) was an American nightclub singer who made a name for herself performing at lesbian venues throughout California in the 1940s and 1950s. Originally from Los Angeles, she began her career in San Francisco singing torch songs at the lesbian bar Mona’s 440 and the Chi-Chi Club. During WWII, she drove a taxi by day to support herself and sang as Mona’s headliner at night.

Shaw moved back to Los Angeles in the early 1950s and began singing at such venues as the Flamingo Club in Hollywood and Larry Potter’s Supper Club in Studio City. In 1957, she and her wife, Betty, took over ownership of Club Laurel, a nightclub located at 12319 Ventura Blvd in Studio City. Featuring herself as the star attraction, Shaw transformed the club into a popular upscale gay night spot catering to the film community. She took her style cues from Marlene Dietrich, performing in tailor-made suits and wearing a bow tie. Patrons were greeted upon entrance with a photograph of herself captioned “Miss Beverly Shaw, Sir!” – a catchphrase she lifted from a Groucho Marx interview with Tallulah Bankhead in which he called her “sir.” The club’s matchbooks were similarly captioned.

In the late 1950s, Shaw recorded an album entitled “Songs Tailored To Your Taste,” which she released on her own label, “Club Laurel Records.” After divesting her interest in Club Laurel in 1971, she continued performing at venues throughout the San Fernando Valley and Los Angeles, including Club Bayou, Linda’s Little Log Cabin, Joani Presents, and the Oxford Inn. She died of cancer in 1990 at the age of 80.

And what became of Club Laurel? After Shaw’s departure, it continued under new ownership for a while as “Jay’s Club Laurel.” During this time it transitioned from a lesbian establishment to a gay male bar and remained as such through 1980, operating under such monikers as “Neworld” (1973-74), “The Frat House” (1974-75), “The Farm House” (1976), and “Boots” (1977-80). Many mainstream businesses have since occupied 12319 Ventura Blvd. Most recently it has served as a mattress store, a sweat lodge, and currently a pilates studio – all of which seem fitting uses for a space that originally opened as one of the San Fernando Valley’s first LGBTQ+ establishments!

Patrons of Club Laurel recall Beverly Shaw and the venue fondly:

“It was a real gay club – not just full of caricatures. It seemed out of its time and place to me. You saw a lot of movie stars and that made it seem even more unreal. I guess you could call Beverly Shaw a role model of sorts, but we didn’t have terms like that then. It gave me the first idea that gays could have a place like that.”

“We couldn’t believe the Club Laurel. It was fabulous. Here was this uptown club unlike anything in the way of a gay club that we had ever seen. You knew right then this was different. It was our first time except for Ptown that we had ever been totally at ease and comfortable in a gay place. You didn’t need to keep one ear checked for breaking glass in a place like Club Laurel. At the time, I remember wondering how she did it or what it cost her.”

#sfv pride #la pride #gay bar #lesbian bar #studio city #lgbtq history

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“It was a successful holiday. The kids had a good time and there were lots of presents. Zoltan got special treatment of course, as well as a robot, a bat, baseballs, a kickstand for his bike and plenty of other things. Jayne was happy to have Zoltan home and happy to have been on the front page for three weeks. She wasn’t callous about Zoltan’s injury. She was terribly upset, but it was natural for her to think of telling the press. She was accustomed to reading about herself and she knew the public would be interested. The news was made, and Jayne wasn’t going to suppress it. She had worked for years to become news and her reward was having the press cooperate with her. There were pictures of Jayne and Zoltan, Jayne, Sam and Jayne, Mickey and Jayne and Zoltan, Jayne and Zoltan on the front pages of newspapers all across the country. Jayne’s grief was transcontinental.”

/ From Jayne Mansfield and the American Fifties by Martha Saxton (1975) /

Pictured: Christmas day 1966 at the Pink Palace, Jayne Mansfield’s final Christmas. (Her fatal car crash was in June 1967). On 27 November 1966 Mansfield and her children were visiting Jungleland USA, a zoo and theme park in the San Fernando Valley, when in a freak accident her six-year-old son Zoltan was severely mauled by a lion. After surgery and weeks of recuperation, Zoltan was allowed home on Christmas morning to be greeted by a twenty-foot tree, a towering mound of gifts and – and perhaps inevitably – a houseful of photographers and journalists. As Mansfield’s most recent biographer Eve Golden recalls in The Girl Couldn’t Help It (2021), “A reporter asked him what he wanted to be when he grew up, and Zoltan – his mother’s son when it came to a good quip – told him, “A lion tamer.””

#zoltan hargitay #jayne mansfield #christmas #the pink palace #jayne mansfield and the american fifties #martha saxton #sex kitten gone berserk #lobotomy room #christmas morning

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Super Sal Market, 17630 Ventura Blvd, Los Angeles (Encino), CA 91316

Super Sal has been open for years. I think I went years ago. Recently, Tel Aviv Authentic Kitchen opened inside Super Sal, making it the only market in the country with a Tel Aviv. They even sell Tel Aviv’s dips and salads in their cold case near the meat/fish department. Whoa. You can probably tell that I love Tel Aviv (casual Israeli café).

Super Sal also looks better (I think they remodeled?) than I remember. It’s a fairly large kosher market – not as large as Vons or Ralph’s but more like a Sprouts size. They claim to carry the largest variety of grocery items from Israel in the San Fernando Valley. There’s also a deli, meat/fish department (they have seasoned meat like shawarma), kosher sushi, homemade salads and their own line of baked goods. The thick Israel pitas I picked up were still warm from the oven. And there are baked goods from Sam’s and Angel Bakery, including pita, sangak, buns, Jerusalem bagels, lavash, and more.

You can also get spices, produce, ice cream, dairy, cheese, frozen food, canned food, pasta, snacks, nuts, wine, household essentials, toiletries, candles, etc. There’s a parking lot behind the store. I think Western Kosher has a better selection of hummus and baked goods but they do not have a Tel Aviv inside.

My picks:

Super Sal pita (5 for $5.99): Super thick, Israeli style

Classic hummus, 17 oz, $6.99 -

Super Sal hummus, $7.83 - thick & smooth, Israeli style, made in-house

Don’t forget to save room to eat at Tel Aviv.

5 out of 5 stars

By Lolia S.

#Super Sal Market #kosher market #kosher grocer #kosher groceries #Israeli grocery store #Encino #fresh pita #kosher butcher #kosher sushi #Tel Aviv Authentic Kitchen #Israeli hummus

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