No Age, No Concert, Great Evening!

Los Angeles is a conurbation, meaning a region comprising a number of cities, large towns, and other urban areas that, through population growth and physical expansion, have merged to form one continuous urban and industrially developed area.
Santa Monica is part of this conurbation. Of the old Spanish mission and fishing pueblo nothing remains. Santa Monica is only a rich suburb of LA built in the 20's by rich white people who saw in the Pacific beaches one of the the last frontiers of the ever-expanding America. Like in the rest of LA there are no squares or monuments to speak of in Santa Monica except some names in a plaque and a canon remembering the times when the white people thought emperor Hirohito would drop some souvenirs in their seaside paradise.
KCRW is my favorite radio station. A once government subsidized station,  KCRW broadcasts great talk radio and music and they are now organizing some summer concerts in the Santa Monica pier. 
Yesterday we went to a KCRW concert at the pier but first we grabbed some sandwiches at Bay Cities - a great Italian deli, and one of the few places in LA where you can get cheap good Portuguese wine (Grao Vasco bottle for 8 bucks!)- and then we picnicked in the beach and listened to the bands playing.
The opening act was called Tijuana Panthers and they were pretty decent. They are one of those hipster Hives wanna-be bands with base, guitar and drums. They aren't doing anything new or exciting but you can still listen and shake your butt to their music. But then came the main act, these two guys who call themselves "No Age" but in truth have really "No Music". I know I am beginning to sound like by grandmother when she said all young people hear is noise, and god knows I've always admired the balls of John Cage (since I couldn't admire his music) but these two sounded like they were playing at the bottom of an empty bottle. They produced the sound a garage band produces in their first demos, those demos who usually come with the note "it's like this but with bass."
I was in such great company, the sunset in Santa Monica was so beautiful I really didn't give a shit about the noise pollution "No Age" were trying to spread. It was a really great evening in Santa Monica, and showed that all you need to have fun is someone great by your side.

My beautiful finger and our picnic - Trader Joe's pie, Bay Cities sub and a gorgeous psychedelic blanket.