As an emotional investigator of concert culture, I’m fascinated by how location affects the way we dance.
In my bedroom, listening to “Glass z-13,” the dance is inward—unbothered and embodied.
At a live show, it turns outward: collective, charged, and perhaps performative. Definitely performative.
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t, at some point, trying to catch the eye of a hot guy nearby.
And apparently, on a rooftop in LA with a drone overhead, it’s… this.
I wanted to capture the paradox of @sts9 and how their music has the power to both transport and ground you, and yet, no matter where it’s heard, it leaves you glowing with gratitude.
It was a “Human Dream” to create this in collaboration with my longtime art director, Markefxs.
→ Link in bio to watch & boogie ←
STS9’s music has been a companion of mine for years, so when they released their latest album, my body responded before my mind could talk me out of it.
I think it’s because after receiving their art for so long, the inspiration built up and I felt the urge to give something back through my own creative expression. Like a circuit. A continuous exchange between artist and listener.
This video is my way of saying thank you for the decades they’ve spent making music that moves us, not just together inside a venue, but out in the world.
It was a “Human Dream” to make this on a rooftop in Koreatown in collaboration with my longtime art director, Markefx.
Link in bio to watch & boogie.
@sts9 💕🥰💕
Screen grabs from a superfan edit I made for the song, “Glass z-13” by one of my favorite bands, @sts9
They’ve been a constant in my creative life. When I need energy, when I need to get out of my own head, when I want to add a little spice to my night, when I want to return to the source, I put them on and FN.. dance!
So why not make a video that captures the feedback loop between artist and listener? The act of making becomes its own form of inspiration. It’s a creative relay.
This video is my link in the creative circuit their music sets off. Inspiration → Creation → Inspiration → Repeat.
It was a “Human Dream” to make this on a rooftop in Koreatown in collaboration with my longtime art director, Markefxs.
—> Link in bio to WaTch <—
For a city known for its traffic, you can’t say Los Angeles isn’t trying.
Sure, it took 65 years and billions of dollars in construction, but the D Line extension, basically the Wilshire Express, will inevitably create positive ripple effects across the environment and the community.
It was only proper to celebrate this historic milestone in my urban cowgirl fit and go for an inaugural ride.
There were DJs from @kcrwmusic spinning gold, plus free food and awesome vibes. Angelenos were out in style like it was one massive party, and I’d say a lot of the incredible energy came from the effort and creativity of the @metrolosangeles marketing team.
The decision to lean into innuendo says a lot about the city’s culture: fun, always pushing boundaries, and not afraid to lean into the joke. I love that.
Therefore, I am fully leaning into it, and I will be filling my metro card to ride more of the D. Why wouldn’t you? It’s fast and convenient.
Being among the first to ride the extension on opening day is something I’ll look back on fondly, especially when I’m as cruddy and worn down as the platform will eventually become.
But for now, hooray for LA, for human ingenuity, and for government helping people.
Experiencing mass transit at this scale really does feel like witnessing a modern wonder.
Go Metro! #lametro #ridethed
I can’t believe I’m admitting this, but my startup story started in bed. ☁️
Okay, not entirely. It is where a shocking amount of the synthesizing happens.
It’s where I process concert-going experiences, write scripts, edit episodes (shout out to my elite work pillow), and overthink every layer of strategy. Formal announcement coming soon.
It’s where I cry, dream, journal, and watch TV and movies to study the endless ways on-screen storytelling can inspire us, comfort us, and help us mentally check out for a minute.
Of course, I’ve put countless hours into this project at desks, in my car, on planes, in hotel rooms, and inside music venues, but through this journey, I realized the bed never gets enough credit in a startup story.
The hustle is always the headline. The grind gets romanticized.
But for this lifelong entrepreneur and live music storyteller, a lot of the breakthroughs happen under a blanket, staring at the ceiling, and I feel strangely liberated finally admitting that.
Rock ’n’ roll in the streets. Founder in the sheets. 💀
Who else does their best work before their feet even hit the floor? 🙋♀️
Link in bio for a peek at what I’ve been up to.
📷 @arclarkphoto
If someone asked me to do an interpretive dance of a night in the Gaslamp, this would be it 💀
<with my creaky knees as the soundtrack>
@neighborhoodsd@palisociety
#gaslampdistrict #gaslampsandiego #concertcast
Big night for indie venues!
The National Independent Venue Association party at The Troubadour during Pollstar Live! felt like a peak moment, especially with the Live Nation monopoly verdict.
Even bigger: NIVA’s partnership with Spotify launching the “Certified Live Independent” seal.
So cool to be in the room celebrating a group that came together during COVID to keep indie venues alive—and is now a driving force in the industry.
Support your local stage. The future of live music depends on it. 🎟️
@nivassoc@thetroubadour@pollstar_official@spotifynews
A dispatch from the balcony seat…
@herbiehancock has spent six decades playing every conceivable venue on the planet. Yet, at @waltdisneyconcerthall , he played with the restless curiosity of a man who had just discovered the future.
It was a rare match point where the venue and the visionary were perfectly aligned. The building’s radical geometry felt like a physical manifestation of Herbie’s own ethos: exploring the bounds of innovation.
He opened with a delicate piano solo—a cosmic, experimental “Sextant” pulling us to the source, welcoming us into his musical mind and into the sacred reciprocity we were all about to experience.
Link in bio to read my short essay on seeing Herbie live.🎹💫🥹
#concertcast #waltdisneyconcerthall #frankgehry #lamusicscene #herbiehancock
When the pioneer of Afro-Future Funk is still having more fun than anyone in the venue.
Link in bio to read my field note about seeing @herbiehancock at @waltdisneyconcerthall 🎹🫶
Checked a major item off the venue bucket list for my birthday! Finally went to Frank Gehry’s @waltdisneyconcerthall and saw the legendary @herbiehancock 🌎
And you know your girl had to write about it.
……
From the street, it is a literal neck-turner; I have nearly rear-ended cars while gawking at that shimmering exterior. For years, it remained just that, a structural masterpiece to admire from afar, leaving the interior to my imagination.
When I finally pulled open the door (surprisingly modest for such a monument) I stepped into a classic lobby, a familiar and safe harbor from the bizarre exterior.
But the more you ascended, the more the strangeness was revealed. It was a symphony of curves, every vantage point offering a new and seductive shape. It was upon entering the main hall, however, that I clutched my pearls.
Link in bio to read the rest 💫
I joined my girlfriend and her rock-climbing crew in the park for the day. She took the lead as navigator, and we went fully off-road. Climbers have their own way of finding trails, and it was so cool to be part of it.
Paper maps, guidebooks, little totems left by other climbers. Directions like “when you see the tree with the notch, go right.” Ha! It was fun to tag along and trust her experience to lead the way.
I was also blown away by the strength and courage it takes to scale those rocks. I did not attempt, I took the lead as the photographer.. that’s more of my jam. 😝
After a while, I headed off on my own and got a little lost. I drove deep into the desert, pulling off wherever a trail caught my eye so I could walk among the Joshua trees. They really are strange and beautiful, none of them alike.
No aliens spotted. But when I finally found my way back toward civilization, I felt both exhausted and a little let down. The park is so vast you realize you barely saw anything at all.
It leaves you with a strange mix of wonder and longing, like you only scratched the surface of this world we call home. 👽🌎
I finally made it to @pappyandharriets - the famous music venue in Pioneertown, an old Hollywood movie set built for cowboy films.
The place is known for its intimate shows with some of the world’s leading acts (Paul McCartney included), both on stage and just hanging around. I even heard whispers that Lana Del Rey had been there the day before I arrived, which gives you a sense of how much of a draw this spot is.
Inside was exactly what you’d expect: Old Western motif meets roadside BBQ joint. People crushing ribs and tall boys. It felt like the only thing missing was a pair of swinging saloon doors, can can girls and an upright piano.
The stage room was packed, barely any room to move or really form an opinion, so I ended up hanging near the front desk chatting with the cool chics working there and watching people roll in and out all night. Meanwhile the band Jackrabbit. played, led by Dermot Mulroney, heartthrob actor and honky-tonk hipster. Gosh I love show business.
The drive back to the motel was eerie, foggy, and dense. I half expected a haunted hitchhiking cowboy to appear on the road. A memorable lasting impression of my first visit.
Next time I’m coming back to catch a show outdoors. The stage area looked like it had a lot more room to dance. Yeehaw 🤠
