Sushi Freakshow
February 14th, 2003
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Last night I went with housemate Dav to my new favorite restaurant: a crazy, cozy, wonderful sushi joint called Country Station. It was a bizarre meal, indeed.
A strange drunk woman told Dav she was entranced by his “look.” She immediately began photographing Dav, and she continued to snap shots and compliment him for about an hour, until we paid our bill and headed out. Then she stumbled along after Dav, babbling and snapping photos on the street.
Later we headed to a bar a few blocks away, and guess who was there? His new groupie lurched over and happily began a new photo session. Then I started photographing her photographing him.
Things became interesting as the other bar patrons tried to figure out who this celebrity was. A smarmy yuppie sidled up next to me and said, “Yo bruh. Who’s your friend? Oh come on bruh, tell me his name.”
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So I said, “Come on now, leave him alone. He never goes out anymore because people harass him like this wherever he goes. Do you know what I had to go through to drag him out tonight? I promised not to answer any questions about him; if you want his name you’ll have to ask him.”
“Fine. My girlfriend will know anyway,” he said. “She knows who all the celebrities are.”
Five minutes later, just as Groupie Number One wrapped up her final photo shoot, the girlfriend showed up and began interrogating Dav.
“I know you’re someone famous, who are you? Are you David Navarro? Seriously, you are David Navarro aren’t you?”
(Incidentally, who the hell is David Navarro?)
[UPDATE: She was thinking of Dave Navarro, guitarist for Jane’s Addiction and Red Hot Chili Peppers. Thanks commenter Adam for pointing that out.]
Dav — who emphasizes now that he did not adore the attention — had to escape eventually, so I hailed a cab and we headed to one of those oddball San Francisco parties where a naked woman lies on a table, and chefs carefully cover her body with freshly prepared sushi for the guests.
Yes indeed. Last night, sushi was the magic word.
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mmm, sushi. nice pictures. 🙂
I did not adore the attention. It was quite embarassing at the time, although it makes a funny story now.
That IS funny…but I’m not surprised! Maybe I should be Dav’s crazy groupie in Tokyo to instigate a mysterious hype…knowing how people jump on anything new and hip, maybe Dav WILL become a real celebrity just by all the commotion. That’ll be your second career, Dav.
hi there. i wondered if you would mind if i occasionally use the style that you’ve used in this post in my own photoblog? i would, of course, have a link back to you on the page. i just like the horizontal picture links…
thanks. please let me know.
http://www.chasingmoonlight.com/journal
*or*
http://www.chasignmoonlight.com/photo
Of course I don’t mind! I don’t think you need permission to copy a format for presenting thumbnails. Besides, I just copied it from sites like http://www.hunkabutta.com.
I think she was thought you were Dave Navarro, guitartist for Jane’s Addiction, former Red Hot Chili Peppers guitarist, and solo artist.
I actually thought you kinda looked like him when I saw the pics halfway through the article.
Odd nonetheless.
Oh, Country Station.
I just came across your post today while looking for something entirely different. We were in SF in 2000 and our dinner at Country Station was one of our favorite nights out. We sat at the bar and drank and ate our way through their menu. The little woman who seats you was also just the best.
I have very fond memories of that place.