Jamming on Hump Day with Michel Gondry @ Amoeba
It takes a certain je ne sais quoi to get the go-ahead to get your friends together to drink some beers and have a jam session right in the middle of Amoeba Music on a Wednesday summer night. Mind you, if you're Michel Gondry, you're just about clever and French enough to pull that off, and major bonus if you have a new DVD of music videos, shorts and other trippy ephemera to promote. Everybody wins! Particularly the gaggle of adoring young hipsters and film students (We counted at least three USC School of Cinema t-shirts and/or bags) who crowd tight up against the stage and wait so patiently even as the director runs late. (Then again, it's a pleasure simply to be inside Amoeba's relatively clean air space and not outside on Sunset in the arid, brushfire-enhanced funk. Nasty.)
Nicole Campos
Nicole Campos Gondry and Co. drop it like LA's on fire. (And it is!) 
Nicole Campos Things you notice at Amoeba when directors are running late: Best. Song title. Ever.
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