CHARLES PHOENIX: ADDICTED TO AMERICANA
Live Stand-up Comedy Slide Show Performance Celebrating Classic and Kitschy American Life and Style
The Shannon Center
6760 Painter Ave
Prepare for your national pride to swell when Ambassador of Americana, Charles Phoenix, launches retro pop culture into the stratosphere. With his keen expertise and unbridled enthusiasm, Charles shares the stories and glories of his…Read More
CHARLES PHOENIX: ALOHALAND
Live Slide Show Performance Celebrating Hawaii in the 1950s & 60s
Palm Springs Art Museum
101 Museum Drive
Palm Springs, CA 92262
Be prepared for your Aloha spirit to soar when Ambassador of Americana, Charles Phoenix sweeps us away on a fun-filled midcentury Hawaiian slide show extravaganza. With his keen expertise, unbridled enthusiasm, and eagle-eye for oddball…Read More
Everybody loves it when a cow jumps over the moon. But we love it even more when it’s a neon cow jumping over a neon moon perched high-in-the-sky on an erector set platform on the roof of a ranch-style roadside restaurant. Looks like she might even be a tail wagger! I’m sure the ‘59 Chrysler, ’55 Mercury, ’57 Chevy and Ford pickup are enjoying the view from the front row.
According to the long and narrow signage, hamburgers, hot dogs, steaks and fried chicken may be on the menu here, but milk is definitely the main course. It’s all-you-can-drink for 10 cents. If you really like leche you can enter their famous “Who-can-drink-the-most” contest. Win or lose, don’t forget to smell your way back to the pasture to meet and marvel at the milk makers. Cows and restaurants go so well together!
The Milk Farm originated in 1928. In 1986 it closed after, according to the legend, the wind huffed and puffed and blew a big ‘ol hole in the roof. In 2000, what was left of the building was dismantled and put into storage with hopes that someday the Milk Farm would be resurrected.
Today, only the luna hoppin’ Holstein still stands on the property where it serves as an unofficial, yet beloved local landmark.
If the day ever comes when the Milk Farm moos again, I’ll be the first one in line for the milk-drinking contest. Unless your lactose intolerant, or even if you are, I hope you can be there when they plug in the neon cow so we can all be over the moon when she jumps the neon moon once again!
Here’s to the cow, the milk, the Milk Farm and YOU!
May 17, 2011
Los Angeles, CA
A gray-suited man is casually perched on the side steps of San Francisco’s iconic ride as it travels Nob Hill. Before him a ’60 Plymouth taxi follows the dovelike flight of a ’60 Ford Starliner as it blurs into a turn. Behind him, perspective plays games as the cable car heads up that oh-so fashionable hill past a little red side-mounted sign on which Fairmount Hotel Tonga Room is written in neon. It marks the entrance to San Francisco’s most deluxe and enduring tiki bar and restaurant.
Tucked away deep inside the famous Fairmont Hotel, the Tonga Room is the city’s kitschiest tourist attraction. The centerpiece and crowning touch is the pool where, to this day, the live band plays floating on a little stage. And if that’s not exotic enough for you, it fake rains every 20 minutes. And who doesn’t love fake rain while drinking and dining!
So if you are in mood for a Mai Tai and puu-puu platter this is the absolute perfect place for you and your tribe to belly up to the tiki bar and unleash a primal scream of pure joy. Rice-a-Roni isn’t the only San Francisco treat. So is the legendary Tonga Room.
BUT…BIG BUT… whatever you do…don’t dawdle get there ASAP. Developers have been threatening to demo the Tonga Room to build a mondo condo tower for years.
Speaking of SF, I’m deeee-lighted to be debuting my RETRO SLIDE SHOW there, a deep-fried and delicious live comedy performance celebrating classic and kitschy mid-century American life and style…tourist traps theme parks, space age suburbia, car culture and much much more!
Thursday night, April 14th, 8 p.m. at the Roxie Theater.
Here’s to San Francisco, the Tonga Room and YOU!
March 26, 2011
Los Angeles, CA
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Clotheslines and power lines pattern an overcast sky. A trio of gents poses with a ferocious lion, fortune teller, blue-eyed clown and barefoot monkey. They are in the backyard of a classic Van Nuys track home. One of the men, I don't know which one, owns a party store on Van Nuys Blvd. He rents these standees out. Each is a precious one-of-a-kind work of art as you can see...
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Going through other people's old slides I've seen a lot of cakes but this one is unexplainable. Yellow, orange, Chinese red, avocado green and black lumps of mystery matter on top of tan frosting. It's ANOTHER WEIRD CAKE - and the SLIDE-OF-THE-WEEK. Cake is special. It would be unfathomable to celebrate a wedding, anniversary or birthday without one.
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The 1960 Plymouth Fury is one of the most spectacular cars of the space age! First of all, the name, FURY! It's the only car ever named for violent anger or rage. How weird is that? That pointy front fender; the shape of the wheel wells and yes, just in case you didn't notice, those ravishing rooster tail fins! Cock-a-doodle-doo!
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