I had another Hollywood moment the other night. What is that you might ask? Well to me, a Hollywood moment is when something in real life happens that could have taken place in a movie or on a TV show while you’re hanging out in Hollywoodland.
I used to get them a lot when I first moved here 12 years ago, like that time I saw Kelly Osbourne walk into Star Shoes, when I know she was only 19, or when I sat next to Taryn Manning at Prizzi’s and we had a conversation about how she didn’t know there wasn’t any sauce on a margherita pizza, or when I drove past the house in Burbank that was Kevin Arnold’s residence on The Wonder Years, or one that time Keanu Reeves asked me where the bathroom was, and then told ME I looked familiar.
Funny Keanu, I was thinking the same thing.
I wasn’t starstruck any time it happened…. instead I logged each moment in the back of my head as a topic of conversation for one day, and used them as proof to myself that I was on the right track because something “magical” in my eyes had just occurred and that’s all I needed at that point to keep me going.
I was young, I was impressionable, and these moments made me feel like it was only a matter of time before something “great” happened.
Years went by, and as I started to slowly loathe living here in L.A. I noticed these Hollywood moments stopped happening as much. When I did see some famous spot, or some famous person I started thinking how much uglier that liquor store from Superbad looks in real life, or how much of an asshole Ke$ha is (as if I would think any more of her in the first place. )
My reality was reflecting how I felt about this town, and I wasn’t surprised at all that these moments had turned on me.
I hadn’t had a good Hollywood moment in about 3 years until the other night, but this one was different from all the rest. There was no celebrity spotting, there was no awkward conversation at dinner, and there was no recognizable locations. It was just a bar full of women who just attended a concert, until they all broke out into song.
There I was with my co-workers having a drink after work at the Well when someone put on the song “Hello” by Adele.
I hadn’t noticed the song was on until the chorus when almost every woman at the bar in unison just started bellowing out the line…
“Hello from the other side!”
It felt like they rehearsed it, but I know that was impossible. It was just like being at a live show. It was startling in the best way, and as I sipped my Don Julio and sprite, I immediately turned around and watched as these women sang every word of the chorus. It put a smile on my face because I could feel the power that song had over them, and I thought to myself how cathartic that moment in Hollywood was for me to witness.
I wanted to get out my phone and record what was happening, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop enjoying the moment long enough to do that. I found myself starstruck, when not one star or celebrity was in the building. That had never happened to me before.
I’m sure signing along to ANY song at a bar probably happens in this country on a daily basis, so why was this moment so magical for me? I guess because it made me think back to a time when I really enjoyed living here and I was motivated and driven. I guess because it caused me to remember back when things were going so well, I just figured that they would always be that way.
I guess because it hadn’t happened in awhile.
I have one foot out the door here in L.A., and aside from the Adele sing a long the other night, I have witnessed a couple more of those Hollywood moments lately like when Skrillex appeared unannounced on stage the other night at my work during the GTA show, or when I served Teri Hatcher a red wine and I could swear she was flirting with me.
At first I thought that these moments meant I should stay because things are starting to happen but then I realized, they aren’t happening to me, they are happening around me. Maybe it means the opposite of what I thought so many years ago.
Maybe it means it’s time to go.
Things are starting to fall into place for me but they only started to recently when I decided that I would be happier if I moved to Seattle, managed a bar, and started writing my book. It’s almost like the universe is telling me this is the right path because my plan is making sense to other people who want to be a part of it, and it’s very possible that this grand idea of mine could manifest in the next few months.
So why are these “Hollywood moments” starting to happen again when I have finally decided it’s time to leave? Should I second guess myself? Should I stay and see what happens next? Is my acting/writing career about to take off and maybe this is a bad time to leave southern California? The answer to those questions are all the same. They begin with “No,” and end with “fucking way.”
Ever notice at the end of some movie, they use a location or repeat dialogue or bring back some scenario from an earlier act to tie it all together? Like in Swingers, the first and last scene are about Mikey (played by Jon Favreau) complaining about his broken heart, but then 78 minutes later he is trying to explain why it happened as they sit in the same booth in the101 coffee shop at the end of the film, as they did in the beginning of the film.
I think that’s what happening in my life. I’m experiencing these Hollywood moments again because the movie is about to end. I’m being reminded of how powerful these last 12 years have been to me, but I’m also being reminded that whatever I have been creating the last few weeks might be the right course of action, and I should just sit back and watch it all happen until the credits start to roll.
I know it may be silly to try and appropriate a moment in time when a group of women at a bar singing along to a top 40 hit could have some relevance in my life, but I really feel like for some reason, it did.
I know it’s about someone who is far away from someone else who they haven’t talked to in awhile. I know they are sorry for breaking someone’s heart, and I know that even though those lyrics don’t necessarily relate to a person in my life, perhaps they relate to a situation.
Maybe it’s me from L.A. saying I’m sorry to Seattle for leaving it 13 years ago. Maybe I broke the Emerald City’s heart, but maybe I have a chance now to mend that wound if they would only pick up the phone.
Tonight another Hollywood moment may happen, but tomorrow I still feel like I’m going to wake up and keep going on the path out of L.A that I apparently have chosen. I know what’s best for me, and I know that I have had moments in my life when I feel like I’m in a movie or a TV show, but I know now that I don’t necessarily have to be in Hollywood land to have it all make sense.
Perhaps one day I will be listening to that song and I will be saying “Hello to the other side” as I face south from my balcony in Seattle and wave to Los Angeles and remember that time a few years ago when I was moved by a bunch of women belting out the lyrics to a song at a bar one night after work.
What an amazing Hollywood moment that will be when it happens.