I feel like the entire world should be jealous!!!!
Had a gig in Santa Monica tonight.
Coming home... 405 North... Mulholland is my preference to the 101 across the Valley.
Late at night... and without incrimination...
Beautiful LA/Valley skyline far below, with only the deafening bellows of my open flat-six screaming "MORE!"
Windows down, sunroof open to an ironically dark sky, heat exchangers a comfort to the cold wonders.
Go wide.
Throw it out.
Heel-toe a thousand times.
Go straight.
Brights on.
Senses pulsing, yet...
Calm.
Relaxed.
Above the city.
Free.
It's something you have to experience to understand. Those who say Mulholland is dead... Mulholland is so passe... so wrong. It is not quantifiable by even pavement, or how many turns there are, or how "safe" it is.
The freedom is tangible.
It's still there.
For a while tonight, I felt alive!
(Did I wake you, Banning?)