The gal who has been cutting my hair for the past few years has never had regular hours and is now attending Chinese Medicine school. So, I’ve had to go from salon to barber, settling on mediocre cuts from SuperCuts and such.
Yesterday I went onto Yelp, determined to find a place between my home and UCLA. I found a place on the Sunset Strip: a guy who seems to cut hair for old punk-rockers from the 80s and 90s; there were wild, gawdy pictures on the walls. Looking at his cut, I feared that I would walk out looking like Ric Ocasek of the Cars (see above), but no — he did a great job, and I plan to stay with him.
I asked whether he is still cutting rockers’ hair: “I got a call to do someone’s hair yesterday and was driven out to the hotel where he was staying. James someone. I thought he was a soul artist. When I arrived I saw this guy, bald on top, not black. It was James Taylor (see below).”
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