LA Song.

Been back from LA for about a week now. I guess the best way to describe the place is that it's HUGE.

The trip was a lotta fun, and it was the first time I'd gone anywhere completely by myself like this. I buzzed around town in a rental Toyota Yaris like the pimp that I am and tried to explore as much of the area as I could in a day and a half.

Saturday was spent getting there and going to MAYER at the Nokia Theater. I met up with several other fans beforehand, which was really cool, because I knew that none of them would get sick of how much I talked about his music, and it was great getting to meet people from all over the country. The show, which featured John playing "On His Own", was amazing, as always, and gave off a different vibe than the concerts I'd seen before. He pretty much played whatever he wanted, and cracked jokes throughout the performance. He admitted being nervous a few times, and forgot a few chords to some of his older songs, but overall he rocked it out. The best parts of the show came when he broke out HUMMINGBIRD and St. Patrick's day (his "holiday" song). Oh, and again, I heard Wheel and Gravity. He also played TWO encores, and closed with a CLARITY REMIX as his final song. I had no idea where he was going with it at first, but freaked out when he started singing the chorus. It was sick. Mayer XII was definitely worth flying across the country for. And hey, it was for a good cause: Charity.


I hit up several tourist spots on Sunday, such as Hollywood Blvd, and even drove past LA Ink, but didn't walk in, because I didn't want to be the guy who walks in and doesn't get any work done. Ah well.

The highlight of the day came at sunset when I ventured out to the Santa Monica Pier. As I drove up to the entrance, I caught my first look at the Pacific ocean, and it was BEAUTIFUL. I found a parking spot and walked out onto the pier as the sun disappeared under the horizon. There were people all around, and Christmas music was blasting from the speakers along the boardwalk. It was a great site, and while I felt overwhelmed in some parts of the city, I felt like a part of the group out here. I decided that if I ever lived in LA and felt like I needed to get away, the Santa Monica Pier at sunset would be my escape. Nobody out there was unhappy, and the place was full of the sounds of laughter and crashing waves.




I left LA early Monday afternoon and spent several hours in the air and at airports. Getting back to Charlotte Monday night was bittersweet, because it's always a downer when a trip is over, but it's also nice to be HOME (or nearby, at least). California was great, but it's good to be back while I continue to search for what's next.

Drew.