Adam Kurtz

I'm listening to WMPG (maine community radio) streaming online since my friends are on their talking about their trip to SXSW in Austin. Nice to hear friends' voices coming from my computer, brings a tear of nostalgia to my eye, but it might just be sweat dripping down from my forehead (just finished a run in 80 degree hot sun).

Ah, but maine is far away.

So today is the day of my first LA gig - i'm not exactly sure what to expect from the gig tonight, but i'm looking forward to actually having a gig. it's my first one since i think my sprinkling of gigs in NYC last October. I'm looking forward to playing songs off each of my albums, as a sort of intro to LA. I think the venue, the acoustic lounge at the Viper Room, is a small room, which is good. It means my ten or so friends who i think are coming out will fill it up and make it look like i'm selling out MSG on a new years eve. that's my goal.

I just finished up my first freelance gig out here, doing the craft services for a pilot episode of a medical drama. an enjoyable experience being on set. The last two days were filmed at the haunted Linda Vista Hospital. That's correct, haunted. Ghosts. Spirits from beyond. Eerie happenings. Other worldly going-ons. During lunch, we went on a ghost hunting expedition to the 3rd and 4th floors. It was creepy, it smelled horrible, there were literally dead bird bodies and animal feces on the 4th floor. Windows were broken, ceilings crumbled, mattresses and chairs lying this way and that. However, there were no ghosts. That we could tell... My first expedition was with a group of about 8 or 9 people, with flashlights, and giggling. I tried to get everyone to turn their lights off because we're not gonna see anything if there are a half dozen flashlights flashing all over the place. I was not heeded. Later, at about 4am, i went up with just one other person. Now that was way scarier. All we had was her iPhone flashlight app, and no excessive giggling and noise. The creepiest part for me was looking down long dark hallways, knowing you're on the look out for spirits and ghosts. Nothing at all out of the ordinary happened, but there's a creepiness there. But i attribute it to the fact that it's a 20-years abandoned building falling apart. So of course it's creepy in the middle of the night in the pitch black.

The new chapter of LA life, the one where i'm no longer a nomad, is starting as soon as this week. Stay tuned!