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Late into the Late Night

I was kicking around late into the late night, last night. Which is something that I tend to do. In times gone past, I used to spend the late nights at nightclubs. I did that way longer than I probably should have. I was deep into my forties when I finally let them go. Now, currently, with all the COVID-19 stuff going on and all that, and everything being closed by order of the powers-that-be, I tend to spend the late nights flipping channels on TV when I’m not in the creative mode of doing something.

Speaking of those days of yore, a friend of mine sent me the link to a 2015 article written about one of my late night haunts of way back in the way back when the other day. They place was called, Zero Zero.

My buddy Venchinzo and I would hit there after slam dancing at the Starwood or the Whiskey or playing a gig at Madam Wong’s or the Hong Kong Café in Chinatown. We would grab a bottle of Jack on the way that I would stash into the pocket of my sport coat and we would sit back in the darkness of the club and let the evening roll on drinking the nasty, junkyard beer they passed out for free, intermingled with taking hits off of the bottle. We would generally leave as dawn was approaching. I would drop Venchinzo off at his place in Hollywood and I would head back to my place in Hermosa, usually arriving just as the sun was coming up. I could tell you all kinds of stories of the goings on of that place, in fact, I probably have in some forgotten piece of poetry or prose, but a paragraph from the aforementioned article by Greg Renoff probably says it best, “Out of these conversations came one of Hollywood’s most underappreciated cultural landmarks, the Zero Zero Club. Within weeks of its summer 1980 debut, the Zero Zero became the late-night destination for everyone who was anyone on the city’s wide-ranging punk scene. As the club’s reputation grew in the Hollywood underground, celebrities came to haunt the Zero Zero as well, making for late night scenes where upstart punkers and aspiring artists rubbed elbows with stars like actor John Belushi and Van Halen frontman David Lee Roth. This kind of social leveling produced gatherings where the coolest, rather than the most famous, people in town could come together to carouse and network until dawn. As former Zero Zero bartender Pleasant Gehman explains, ‘It was like going to Studio 54, without the velvet ropes. If you knew about a place like this, it meant that you were hip enough to go to it, and so it didn’t matter if you were a celebrity or not a celebrity.’”

I just checked and found that there are a couple of good online articles about the place. Search ‘em out if you feel like it…

Anyway, that was then this is now…

Flipping channels last night, I came upon the James Bond flick, License to Kill. Though not one of the stand out James Bond films, by my appraisal, it did feature by Roller Blade Seven costar, Don Stroud. For that reason alone I was drawn into re-watching it.

You know, it kind of made me think… Don Stroud, a GREAT, very respected actor, did that film in 1989. Well, they probably shot it a year earlier in 1988, as it usually takes about a year for an A-Film to be released after it is shot. The next year, in 1990, I got to meet Don Stroud on the set of one of the first films I worked on, The Confessional, which later was released as, Divine Enforcer. The next year, I got to work with him on, The Roller Blade Seven.

Stroud was always one of my favorite actors, from my youth forward. Why he stepped down from his plateau to work on such low budget films, I can only guess. But, I'm glad and thankful that he did and that I got to met him and work with him. Truly, one of the high points of my acting career. Great guy!

The point being, in all of our lives, one thing leads to another. What you do now will equal what you will be allowed to do in the future. If your vision for your destiny is clear, you can make things happen. Hell, if your vision is unclear, things still can happen but they are just far less likely to bring you to moments of intersective perfection.

I have known people from the Midwest that have come to L.A., with no true idea about the Hollywood system, yet they moved forward and made movies with some of their idols. They had the focus that made it happen. More often than not, however, I have known people who have come to Hollywood with a wild dream but were never willing to take the steps to make that dream a reality. They either did not allow their dream to materialize because of ego, being holier than thou, thinking they were too good to be humble and do jobs that were below their envisioned reality, or they bite the hand that could feed them. All of that leads to a life not fully actualized by not allowing the perfection of living the perfect moment that can happen if you are in alignment with the cosmic forces of the universe where unexpected dreams can become a reality.

Sure, most of us are not going to co-star in a James Bond film. Though most, including myself, wish that we could. But, if we allow ourselves to flow into the process of perfect evolution we then may get to work with that person that we always held a lot of respect for who was a co-star in a James Bond film. You get what I’m saying… All we have to be is receptive to the process that can place us in a position of receiving.

So, know your dream. Take the steps to make it a reality. And, even if you never climb to the pinnacle of the plateau that you hoped to inhabit, if you embrace your path with knowing humbleness than maybe, just maybe, you can scratch the surface of that dream you hold and live just a little bit of what you hoped to achieve.