Celebrating the Triforium in Verse

The Million Dollar Jukebox def. needs to be moved to some mountain top. Please get that contraption out of Downtown! How about the highest point in the city? That would be Mt. Lukens, nearly a mile high, above good ol’ Tujunga. ‘Close Encouters’ anyone? Late one night, before climbing into my sleeping bag up there, I put my lunch under a pile of rocks a few steps away. It was gone the next morning. Coyote dude smells the full spectrum.

not that my opinion counts, but I like it. It’s pretty and it does stuff.. It’s nice to have something pretty in a place that is surrounded by not so pretty things.. and it makes music. Sure it’s a little old, but just because something is old doesn’t mean it’s not worthwhile to keep and appreciate.

Guys, this has got to stop. The Triforium is complete and utter junk. It is not art. It is devoid of any aesthetic value. It can’t be defended as worthwhile on any theoretical or conceptual merits. It is not ironic, avant-garde or even kitsch. No, it is electronic and concrete crap. (Excuse my French.) Celebrating this thing only reveals you as cultural yahoos. (Look at the purdy lights!)

Recently, I recall reading in the Downtown News about the so-called creator of this, uh, thing. He was described as having a love-hate relationship with Los Angeles. Well, clearly, his hatred for L.A. won out and we are now saddled with this hideous object.

I’d also point out that councilmemeber Jan Perry has become this thing’s great municipal champion. Given her success as an urban planner in the downtown core (Remember that promised park on 2nd? Oops, now we get a police fortress instead!), she is now acting as an esteemed art critic. God help downtown with Ms. Perry leading the charge.

At minimum, where’s a tagger when you really need ‘em. Heck, this this needs a team of taggers to desecrate it real good. Only then could we possibly point to this thing with some kind of civic pride. But, even the local tagger crews have failed us here. The snickering and eye-rolling and snide contempt of New Yorkers and Parisians is, for once, well-deserved.

I know I’m sounding like a piece of code trapped in a loop. Dynamite, please

That does it: I’m voting for Kennedy..