Mac Meda Destruction Company has their annual 4th of July bash along the beach in La Jolla.
Everyone who is anyone attends. Anyone who is noone also attends.
The teen age child whose parents live on the side of Soledad in a million dollar estate in the 70s,
which now sells for 8.7 million dollars on the open market drinks beers on the beach with the high school
classmate whose parents work day and night to rent an apartment in the village to house their three children.
The ocean knows no trappings of wealth. The Sea doesn't respect money.
The Titantic sinks as easily as the dingy.
You can live right on the beach
and get hooted out of the Water if you can not handle
yourself.
Of course, you can spend the
coin to court some friends who will drink your
wine and snort your blow,
or suck your ****** or let you suck therez if you are so inclined,
and if you are stupid enough,
shoot up the wild horses
----but when your money runs out, so do they--if they
are
still alive. Course you might
be dead first, but that's another story.
Mac Meda. To really understand where the name and disorganization came
from, you have to talk to Jack MacPherson
the Mac of the name. La Jolla
man, postman, beach volley ball player, bon vivant, bartender,
philospher---but that is
a future interview by B.A., the
accomplished journalist. I am only a writer of memories,
some accurate, others corrupted.
[ Read Los Angeles Times obituary of Jack 11/29/06]
I write of dreams past, some of
which may have come true while I was sleeping.
dedicated member of the destruction group
a card carrying member of the Mac Meda Party, Frank Sibbett,
takes part in the destruction of La Jolla High School in the 70s"
I will tell you what occurred in the movie. What went down in the Script.
Kim was in Europe. Bruce was in La Jolla. It was the summer of 79. That explains it all.
not even Black's Beach
You may have spent time in Biarritz, or Rio, or Bondi, or Ibizia---but
they pale in comparison
to the beaches of La Jolla. Those places
import their talent, whilst it grows in La Jolla.
Mac Meda touches every thing
dancing in the sand
67 was the summer of Love in San Francisco.
79 was the summer of __________ in La Jolla.
Fill in the blank. It was part of the Scene.
flower children
let the music play on
Did I mention that Andy Warhol came to town in the late 60's to film
a surf film?
That some of his crowd stayed on when they became
entranced by the beauty of the Place.
That my cousin Jas had a run-in with a crazy
New York Lady who stalked him for several years
because he had the poor judgment to spend one
night with her. I didn't tell you that story?
Later.
cousin Jas speaking with the
Italian, Mark Procopio
In the movie, Bruce goes to the party down at the beach. He enjoys himself.
He talks with his friends.
talking with friends
He listens to local musician Rob Crosby, play with his band Metropolis
future member of Ratt
His Lady in Europe, the prospect of working in hot, smoggy, third-world
city Los Angeles is
not inviting. Momma raised a beach boy, not a
fool. L.A. can wait.
No Surf, so a good time for a Party
chatting with the ladies is a favorite beach pasttime
all's quiet in the beach house -- for now
Everybody has a good time on the beach on the 4th of July throughout the
United States.
The beach can be on the East Coast, West Coast, Gulf
of Mexico, a beach on a lake in Minnesota,
or river in Colorado. The festivities abound with
the celebration of our declaration of Independence.
The founding of the country, a day that founds numerous
progeny.
the American Belly in 79---today, this belly is Up
The party moves slowly through the afternoon, and all enjoy themselves.
Friends and acquaintances and new friends and talent is everywhere. Hot
dogs
and burgers and fries and beer and [your favorite] abound, to be enjoyed
by all.
sweet young things congregate on the beach
Bruce continues the discussion---with another lady
Girls are everywhere, moving in small groups like terns along the sand.
Flighting from one place to another, ingenues waiting in the wings.
not by the end of the night
One can have too much fun, even on the 4th of July.
Some one is always alerting the local constabulary,
who is obligated to check for underage drinking.
4th of July, working overtime
the party winds down
the high school in disarray, having been mac meda-ed
Did I drop names of the Hollywood stars and starlets who lived in La Jolla
back then?
No? Then I won't do it now.
Did I tell you of the famous athletes who lived in La Jolla back then?
No? Then I won't do it now.
I will tell you about the daughter of the movie director who promised
the surfer a role
in his next movie if only he would take her to the senior
prom at the Bishop's School. Only
problem was that he came to the party with a little
too much liquor and he took out half of the
Young Lions who were escorting the other Fair Maids.
Didn't even earn a cameo in Big Wednesday.
Jerry Stirnrkorb salutes the Camera, as Jim McGrew smiles
This is the seventies. The scent of the sixties is still wafting in the
air.
You can run from it, but you can't hide. If you lived it,
it is still within.
And so, I show you . . . . . . .
The Constables break down and commune with the talent.
late 70s, the Pumphouse, La Jolla, California----nothing else need be said
The sun drops into the Sea as the Night promises Pleasure.
The Protagonist is no where to be seen.
But I still hear the hooting.
Forward to Part 8, Del Mar Train Station