3.07.2013

Sort of a River Runs Through It


The only reference to the L.A. River I've ever heard is in Rabbit Fur Coat by musical genius Jenny Lewis. In a town full of rockers, why isn't the L.A. River sung about more often?

A lack of inspiration.

It's not so much a natural phenomenon as it is mountain runoff from insecticide-heavy Beverly Hills lawns and home car washes. Lord knows we don't have rain to fill up a river. Encased by concrete and resembling an open sewer, it's lined with graffiti, not fish. So imagine my surprise when I caught a rare glimpse of the river by a downtown bridge. First of all, the river actually had water in it. Second, there were hundreds of birds splashing, strolling and sleeping. They didn't die upon contact, and that's pretty inspirational.

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