After spending most of the day in bed, listening to the freak storm outside, I finally made it out later to play door bitch for Gualli and his band at The Spanish Club. A crazy little venue, with a suprisingly good bar, stage and dancefloor area, I am sure it won't be long before some cool local acts snap it up (especially after it has just changed hands, into private ownership).
The event was held in honour of visiting LA pianist Octavio Figueroa, who put some of the younger members of Del Barrio to shame with his energy and musical flair. Luckily there was only one creepy man who wouldn't leave me alone at the door. It's funny how some people just don't get the hint.
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