I love living in Southern California. The weather’s great, it’s beautiful, and there’s lots to do. Last week we went down to Oxnard, where a lot of the country’s fruits and vegetables are grown, to a totally unlikely car museum.
The museum is called The Mullin Automotive Museum, and it features French cars from the 20’s, 30’s, and 40’s. The cars are Bugattis, Talbot-Lagos, Delahayes, and others. They are mostly art- deco, rounded, curvy, and gorgeous.
Because they are so rare, many of them exceed one million dollars per car. This place is so unique and so well done, it should be on everyone’s list, who appreciate beauty and style.
Also last weekend we saw Nashville song-writer Matraca Berg in Santa Barbara in a singer-songwriter series called “Sings Like Hell,” which my old friend Hale Milgrim, former president of Capitol Records, is very much involved.
Matraca, whom I have loved for years, is not a household word, but she’s written a bunch of hit songs for other people, and has been nominated for two Grammy’s. She got on stage and said she hadn’t played a full set by herself in a year and that she had been to a party before the concert, but she “hadn’t gotten trashed.”
She said she was nervous, so that was the reason she carried a glass of wine on stage with her, which she finished. She forgot the lyrics to four songs and had to restart each of those songs. At first it was amusing, but after awhile I thought it quite unprofessional.
Artists have a responsibility to their audience. They need be rehearsed and ready to perform, when they hit the stage. I paid my hard earned money to see a concert, not a rehearsal. If they aren’t performers, don’t perform. By the way, I still loved her, but I’m a sucker for cute girls with good voices.

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