silver jews or gold part 3

Annie Gaia Azhari and i at Nick Maybury's Birthday
i brought vegan cupcakes.
November 16, 2012
sunset.
gorgeous marion belle was there with lavender lee.
of fatal jamz and bowery beasts.
good old nicholas nicklby nick maybury aka jimi

had the most amazing array of gorgeous friends from the past and future
swedish stefan dahlkvist whose name i always mis-spell despite my swedophilia was cracking jokes about why doesn't the Catholic Church let there be Woman Priests.
leave it to the swedish guy to try to fix sexist Italian Cults.
the Laura Pergolizzi (LP) showed up looking fine, as did the illustrious illusory dustin mosley whose tallness overwhelmed me, among other things.

i was in tears over the war that began that week.

i tried to invite shay raviv, for business reasons of course. he wrote back so i know he's alive, though i haven't seen him since 2010.
shay once wanted a melody of maybury's for a film.
shay is a musical genius. i met him in 2007.



i invited steve schwartz who regaled me over the telephone with his great fortune about his son at UCLA and a Middle East course he took at USC where his standpoint on Israel upset teacher.

steve was working on a not guilty by reason of insanity defense for a baseball bat murder and a defense for an innocent bystander of a drive by shooting who got scooped into a prosecution by way of association.
steve was the spirit of dead poet's society, the living walt whitman . . .
steve schwartz always quotes the rime of the ancient mariner

"water water everywhere and not a drop to drink"

the next day after this party i met lessig, for which i am still floored.
i first read lessig out of the beverly hills library in 2007.
FREE CULTURE.
oh boy.

shay came up to the counter to get a hot chocolate frequently, and eventually i asked him "do you like music?" on account of his diamond sparkling eyes.

he was in a band called cave man
http://us.myspace.com/cavemanband

which i saw, with his sweet friends from israel in town
sunset at the roxy maybe

it was then that his friend who was leaving for london to live there, explained that the war is so horrible in Israel, that the kids just bunker down with music and create heaven underground.

i was in the backseat of a white car on sunset, learning this

it was there, at two shows of caveman, the second show i saw
i got on a kiss on the cheek from shay

he explained to me
at lucky bar in los feliz, that's he's a celebrity in israel.

i hung out at his old house by LACMA.
he almost played piano for me, a little.

and then, one day i started sobbing, because i loved him so much like a sister, it overwhelmed me.

eva watler is giving her bone marrow to her brother who is fighting cancer in seattle.

i wouldn't have been in LA but for Keith Fink's party invitation.
the fateful moment had come.
i knew i would meet him again.
and so i came down to LA for November 14th through 21.
funny the war was on, and i was at a law party in this glorious art deco set, somehow working my way into the head table, possibly via three dozen white roses, on behalf of all the women who have been sexually harassed by american apparel.
for bringing too many guests, keith said mary, you're bad.
crushed with nerves i explained, "how do you you flirt with a sexual harassment attorney?"
"keith i'm in love with you"
which he brushed off with a now, now.

the headlights beaming in our faces as xx explained the stalking retaliation.
of course i got the inside scoop
sitting next to
mary nelson.
Mary Nelson v. American Apparel, Inc. Dov Charney, Does 1-100
her perspective is so big picture, so rich.
it's federal.

i tried to invite barry but you know, i'm still unworthy feeling, about that fine love at first sight goldberg.