Rocky Mountain Way
Feb. 14th, 2011 10:00 amMirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.
I don’t know if this is going to make any sense, but Boulder, Colorado is the one place that’s not California that I had ever been that was the most like California.
The people, first of all, lots of brightly colored clothing and sun-bleached hair, guys slumped in surfer attitude, girls chipper in that L.A. way. Then, the food, bean sprouts and avocado and tofu everywhere (even at the steak and ale type pub where Chris and I would later eat). I wondered if there were a lot of Californians living here the way there were a lot of New Yorkers in Florida. And Dave wasn’t the only ultra-laid back person we met either.