Matthew and I took a sackful of CDs to Amoeba music on Sunset Bvd. There was a long queue of people bringing CDs and DVs for cash, pretty impressive operation – the place is huge on a scale I have not seen.… More...
Last Night at Taco Bells I chatted with a guy in charge of 20 people with learning difficulties, they were organising ‘the biggest firework display in the Western United States’. The man in charge was the sort of guy you could depend on, you know the kind, wearing a fishing waistcoat with all the pockets.,… More...
Another long day – late start.
First I got a call from Art Bell’s PA in response to the message I left on the station’s answering machine. “you, see we DO return all the calls” she told me importantly . I explained about my trip and would very much like to meet him maybe give me an impromptu interview – hah!… More...
The Mobil garage in Lee Vinery basks in cool sunshine, I am greeted by some pristine weekend bikers and feel ashamed at my dusty disheveled appearance but they are undeterred and we chat away. I am constantly impressed how friendly people are – I suppose in London you get this self protection system; it is normal to ignore fellow human beings.… More...
Down from San Fransisco up and down impossibly steep streets, already familiar from a previous trip and off down the freeway, past Stanford University and US Navy airbase where they have dirigible hangars so large that they have their own weather inside, along to tidy Mountain View, near Palo Alto.… More...
Its hard to know where I last left off. Only two days ago I was stranded with my bike in a Shell petrol station and that evening I took the cab over to Margaret and Paul’s place in Menlo Park, close to Stanford University.… More...
Margaret and Paul and I settled down to a delicious breakfast of sour dough pancakes after scanning over the declaration of independence on a printed silk scarf she had placed on the dining room table. The bike was fully laden and true to form I was escorted onto the winding road that led me to Pescadero beach, where we went the day before and on up highway one to god knows where.… More...
Woke to find the tent very damp. The toilets were full of yellow ochre coloured chewing gum, as if a whole pottery class had chucked away what they were doing and tried to conceal t with tissue paper. The old guy jumped out of his even older Oldsmobile and said “the water is on now” I told him it was nasty back there and packed my things to find a cleaner place to do what was necessary.… More...
music: Mendocino by the Sir Douglas Quintet
Note to studio at Resonancefm:
Just about to have breakfast – sorry a couple of the sound files had a typo – letter l not numeral 1 – I did them at 2-3am this morning… anyway thanks for having me on your show this morning….… More...
