Monthly Archives: February 2010

Countdown to Coachella: Gary Numan Edition

Welcome to the weekly Coachella Countdown (Coachella being the giant music festival in Indio, CA)… aka, a trip inside the mind of a majorly neurotic music fiend. Why a countdown to Coachella? Because I spent $300 on a pass, so I’m going to talk about it. Incessantly.

via Beggars UK

But for real– GARY NUMAN. 70′s synth god. Best known for “Cars” and “Are Friends Electric.” If I had my way, Coachella’s line-up would consist exclusively of Gary Numans, Iggy Pops, Adams and the Ants, T-Rexs, but – sigh – 1977 has come and gone. Now all we can hope is that Gary shows up in a pleather jumpsuit and rocks it like the Marc Bolan coke days.

Better know a [better] Coachella artist:: http://www.numan.co.uk/

-MM

Contact the author at mmthesmogger@gmail.com.

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Fafa…fafarazzi

September to February is a hard time for people who don’t like football. While all your friends talk about special teams, Tom Brady, and some quarterback with a pro-life ad, you sit back and try to make it through until Super Bowl Sunday,when all of those things magically go up in a poof of air for the year. Besides the games though, one of the hardest things to deal with is the feeling of inferiority from not understanding fantasy football.

True fact. But not the creepy dangling from the ceiling of the VMA's Lady Gaga version. via Flickr

Well, good news! Those days are gone, my pop-culturally minded, sports-averse readers! Welcome to Fafarazzi. Instead of creating fantasy football teams, you have the ability to draft celebrities and create a dream team of pop trainwrecks. Every nip slip, vag pop, and drunken slur will get you points. So, instead of just idly reading gossip blogs, why don’t you take a more active role in your trashy voyeurism? It’s actually harder than it looks. While football aficionados may have an injury to worry about ruining their team, we pop aficionados could potentially have a Michael Jackson happen in the middle of the season. And this sport is year-round, although if there could be a Super Bowl for celebrity gossip, it’d be a reason for one hell of  a party.

-MK

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Sex Addiction 101

via CNN

Best CNN headline ever. In a world of David Duchovnys and Tiger Woods, I guess we have to ask ourselves these pertinent questions about how much we’re — to steal a phrase from my 14-year-old cousin — “doing it.” My next bid for sex addict of the year: Joe Biden. You think you don’t wanna know… but you wanna know.

-MM

Contact the author at mmthesmogger@gmail.com.

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Grab some Grub: Agura

Since my return to LA in mid-2008, this town has been under the treacherous grip of the KKK. I don’t mean those racists in white hoods, I mean the holy trifecta of Japanese hot spots Koi, Katsuya, and Katana. Of course, Koi is long past its day of Entourage appearances and paparazzi stakeouts. Katana was never that great to start with. And Katsuya? Well, as much as I love it, it can now pretty much be classified as a chain.

via LA Times

That's a Big Buddha.

So, in the wake of this trinity’s fall from dominance, a bunch of new Japanese and pan-Asian restaurants have opened shop. One of these, Agura, seems to be making a run to be a LA must-visit spot. Located in a renovated church/antique shop, the restaurant consists of a huge main dining room with a side bar, outside patio overlooking La Cienega, and three private dining rooms. The food is excellent. From the yam fries that taste like tempura and honey, to the perfect black cod that melts in your mouth, every item we had was incredible. The Red Dragon roll was a particular favorite. And I’m not the only that feels this way.

The small private rooms looked like great venues for a small birthday or intimate night out with friends. Although it was too cold to enjoy this particular evening, the patio also looked like it could be an amazing summer watering hole. The best part? After 10PM nightly and all day Sunday, the patio and bar areas host happy hour with rolls under $5, edamame for a buck, and drinks at half price.

So, avoid the lameness of Koi, the reality star trashiness of Katana, and head to Agura instead. Did we mention the main dining room has a 13 foot tall Buddha overlooking you? If I wasn’t such an eating disordered freak, I’d end up leaving Agura with a belly like his. It’s that good. Even the LA Times agrees.

Also…don’t tell them I sent you, but if you do tell them Yelp did, you’ll receive a 10% discount.

Agura is located at 514 N. La Cienega Blvd. in West Hollywood.

-MK

Contact the author at mksmogger@gmail.com.

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How to Start a Blog

MK: I’m bored. What are you doing?

MM: Scientology book club. You?

MK: Heard that one of the people who didn’t make it onto Top Chef but who is rumored to have seen a Padma nip slip is opening a Mexican/Thai fusion restaurant in Santa Monica. Pad Thaiquitos? So excited.

MM: We should write a novel about this shit.

MK: Or a blog.

MM: …Or a blog.

MK: We can write about LA-ey stuff. Like restaurants, art, celebs, culture…

MM: And a Jeff Goldblum tracker.

MK: Why do you think they invented Twitter? Meet at El Compadre’s on Saturday to discuss?

MM: I’ll be 3 mojitos in, with 2 on the way.

MK: Perfect. I think we’ve got a real winner on our hands. Brb. Gotta pee.

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