April 29, 2008 at 4:36 am (le cinema)
Tags: film, hollywood, los angeles, min, Nova Express Cafe
I forgot to mention that after slitting our wrists over the closing of Nova Cafe, we went over to M Cafe on Melrose and saw Mr. Michael Cera being the George Michaeliest George Michael you ever did see. Hanging out at the counter all awkward and alone. Plus he was wearing royal blue skinny jeans. What a sweetheart. It almost made Arturo forget about dear old CBGB, I mean…Nova.
Tonight, Meagen and I went to a screening of Son of Rambow, courtesy of my friend Elizabeth who works for Paramount Vantage. We pull onto the Paramount lot and are greeted by 4 Paramount Vantage pals who check our names off their list. We park and go over to the theater. About 5 minutes after we sat down (about 7:10), the guy at the projector yells out something like “play movie” or “here we go” even though the screening was not supposed to start until 7:30. No one else was in the theater.
We kept thinking they were testing it, but no. For some reason, a film that has been hyped for months, that doesn’t even open until Friday, was screened for just me and Min at Paramount’s Theater.
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April 28, 2008 at 5:25 am (1)
Tags: Arturo, Cosmic pizza, dots, los angeles, Nova Express Cafe
Park on Rosewood Ave at Fairfax. Walk one block South on Fairfax on the East side of the street. Go past the kitschy bookstore, but stop before the turntable store. Don’t walk too fast. Look for remnants of neon paint and a charred marquis. This sad looking facade used to be Nova Express Cafe.
Nova may or may not be the place where Arturo and I had our first date, but nevertheless, we decided to visit this crazy cafe tonight for dinner. As we double-checked the address, poor Arturito’s face fell. NOOOOOOOOOOOOO, not Nova Express. We looked inside to find a completely vacant space.
This restaurant, full of bright purple and green, huge aliens and lava lamps, not to mention a menu of “intergalactic” food, had been completely destroyed.
Apparently Nova was well loved. Arturo and his friend George appreciated the…shall we say eclectic…crowd, the crazy atmosphere, and of course, IDM, the fancy word for music made with dots and loops. (yea, yea, I know, its intelligent:P)
Look at all the sad Angelenos who will miss Nova Express Cafe. Perhaps we will never know what happened to Nova. Perhaps I should check a secondary source aside from Yelp. I’ll tell you one thing. I could really go for a Spiral Galaxy pizza right now.
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