Straddling the Mohave and Colorado deserts, Joshua Tree in California is named so for it’s gorgeous, twisting Joshua Trees sprawling the landscape.
I took Pamela Des Barres rock tour of Hollyweird and Laurel Canyon on May 21 as part of my road trip through the American Southwest, and I’ve been mulling about how I should relay my experience ever since.
Venice was everything the hippie in me could have ever wanted. Rows upon rows of chic, one-of-a-kind shops and restaurants, incredibly laid-back people, and street-art galore.
I’m a dreamer. My head and heart are all to often up in the clouds. I try to hold fast to these dreams, but eventually reality sets in.
Gram Parsons, for those of you who aren’t privy, was an American musician who spent his life devoted to making Cosmic American Music (a term he coined himself); a mixture of country, blues, soul, folk, and rock.
When I came up with the idea, I admit I was naive enough to think that Route 66 would have been a completely nondescript road – that only those who were really made a point of finding it actually would. How wrong I was.
Part resonant tabernacle, part energy machine, and part geometric vortex, the Integratron was first created by George Van Tassel for three reasons: human cell rejuvenation, anti-gravity, and time travel.
Salem in Autumn is absolutely magical, and I say that in the most non-occult way possible.
Between the crisp air, beautiful fall colors, cobblestone streets, throngs of people in witches hats, and assorted monsters playing banjos on the street, you’ll think you’re in Halloweentown visiting Grandma (one of the first films, that is, before they switched out Marnie and it all went to hell).
Greenwich Village – my favorite neighborhood in all of Manhattan… and seemingly everyone else’s too. From the architecture, to the hole-in-the-wall cafes, to the history and the fab food, I have spent many days lazing around and taking in The Village’s many sites and smells.