Through a series of events I’m not going to reveal just yet, I stopped in Des Moines to buy one of Josh Rand’s personal collection, limited run, Ibanez J Custom guitars. This was his guitar. I’ll be using it to record the solo on my coming single.
Last week I was staying at a hotel where Matthew McConaughey was staying and he came back raving about ‘Broken Bit.’ I figured I’d go check it out.
I got a 24 ounce Cowboy Ribeye, with my choice of cut. Bill was $131, with tip.
My three word review: Alright Alright Alright!
This story is the stuff of legends, how this interview happened. The interview was for my TV show I was making, which was later solicited by Cartoon Network’s Adult Swim.
As the story goes, I picked up a real movie camera for the first time in February of 2011, and eight months later, I got my first major cable network solicitation.
Went on tour with Jordan and Rod Morgenstein from Winger to make a music video for their Rudess Moregenstein Project tour. While I was filming the video, I snapped the following photo.
Check out the video, if you’re interested.
This one is sad, because Scott – vocalist for Stone Pilots and Velvet Revolver – died a year later. This is Scott’s wall of gold records and I was surprised to learn that Scott had written songs for everyone from Limp Bizkit to Puddle of Mudd. He must have had fifty gold records. Now that Scott has passed on, his studio, which was located in Burbank, is now closed. I’m glad I got to experience this little piece of rock n roll history before it ended.
My friend, John Duvall, is actors Robert and Shelley Duvall’s cousin. John recommended the Ashby Inn, in Paris, Virginia, an amazing five course, or one of the best meals I’ve ever had.
While we were there, the waiter asked, “Might I ask who recommended our restaurant to you?” I said, “John Duvall.” Suddenly, we had three waiters. Each course, from the opening potato soup, to a spoon of something I’m apparently not refined enough to know what it was, was unbelievable.
The closing course was a piece of the most amazing 60 day dry aged cuts of meat I ever ate in my life. It might not seem like much food, but by the end of this little journey, you end up stuffed with food.
The next day, I texted John and said, “Holy shit dude, that was the best thing I ever ate,” and he responded, “Never doubt a Duvall when they give you a dinner recommendation.”
Driving north out of LA this morning, from Hollywood, and found myself smack dab in the middle of the fires that have devastated a thousand houses. The smoke from the fire blotted out the sun.
This is the first time I’ve ever had them all together in the same city…. and it’s the last time, because off I go.
All custom. Chesterfield 9’ couch, custom chairs, Pacific Coast lamps, custom cow hide and other rugs, custom iron works – the gears inside the coffee table turn – my wall of Metallica in my white table cloth dining room. It’s a work in progress
No dice. The deal is done, though.
To celebrate I bought myself some cheesecake, chocolate cake, vanilla milkshake, and two cups of hot chocolate.