Babies, Lobster Balls, and Bands with Beards at the Silver Lake Jubilee
Daiana Feuer Mom says, "He takes his music very seriously"
So the world didn't end on Saturday. And from the looks of this kid in the picture, he would have been very disappointed if the Rapture had taken place and he never got his chance to play at the Silver Lake Jubilee in around 18 years. He thought the music selection was pretty good this weekend, as he paraded up and down Myra St. with the rest of the neighborhood, eating lobster balls and drinking O.N.E. coconut water. The adults stayed in the beer corrals and watched as bands wearing beards and sunglasses delivered gentle entertainment. It wasn't an overly exciting time, but it was a good time. Right, kid?
Despite the toughness of the toddlers, the audience was easily pleased. The band selection had people somewhat enthused but mostly confused. This was due in large part to the fact that no one knew who was playing at any particular time. The Jubilee provided a map of the street fair, but most folks had no trouble navigating from one end of Myra St. to the other without any help from a piece of paper. It would have been nice to know the set times. They were posted on one port-a-potty in the middle of the street and behind the Santa Monica stage, where no one but the bands were allowed. Nevertheless, the people walked back and forth all day long without any complaints.
Daiana Feuer I'm having fun. I have a mustache.
Afterall, you go to one of these things for the people watching. And there were many people to watch in funny outfits displaying peculiar behavior that became normal by being so prevalent.
The Jubilee organizers asked every tastemaker in town for their input on bands. Some of the suggestions were taken. Psychedelic rockers Crystal Antlers are infallible and they swung their hair around triumphantly. The percussion for Mia Doi Todd could be felt halfway down the street and it pulled bodies to her voice like a magnet for flowers. Jail Weddings and Dante VS Zombies each have frontmen that know what a crowd wants is to see them crawl on the ground and point to the sky, their eyeballs rolling up into their heads as the music boils between their lips like hot liquid. The tropical party with a whistle delivered by Rainbow Arabia and the leather clad dancing badasses of We Are The World have been lauded as some of the most innovative acts in town. But we knew about them two years ago. And Black Apples played last year, too ...