Beat Non Stop

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It was the time the day slowly turned into evening and the purple wisteria got ready to turn in for the night, the grand Moorish fortress of Alhambra basked in the last of the sun’s light. My than husband and I walked down the hill finishing our visit to a magical place when the sound of the guitar pierced the warm flower filled air. As if under a spell, I turned and walked toward the sound. Sitting on an ancient stone, a longhaired man held a guitar close to his chest, moving his fingers with the speed of light creating a sound that was out of this world. He was surrounded by gypsies that began to sing and dance as he finished his solo. I was mesmerized by the sound, feeling of wholeness that I had never felt in my 20 years of existence. My feet were moving to the vibrations of the sound and at that moment I knew that the beat that was so powerful was the beat of life itself connecting everything in the universe.

Music became my inspiration, and many years later with the help of many creative souls, I was blessed to open a place dedicated to it. Beat Non Stop, as it was called, located on Melrose Ave. in the heart of Hollywood. Beat Non Stop established in 1992 became a candy store for DJs and clubbers from around the globe. It was a hub where new tracks found their homes in DJ crates and where magical musical vortexes were created.

Mear and his graffiti crew created a fantastical world full of futuristic landscapes from other realms. LA’s best underground DJs came together to fill the record bins with vinyl from known and unknown artists and places. If I was to put together a list of names of all that became the family of artists, customers, record producers, clothing companies, writers, people that shared good and bad times with me, the list would be so long I would have to buy more memory in my laptop. I thank them for teaching me the power of music. The way it can heal and uplift at the most difficult times. The way it can bestow wisdom on you while you are dancing, and the way you can become enlightened when connecting to the sound. For all the amazing experiences I had and continue having I thank my Beat Non Stop family for being the light on my adventure I call life.

XOXOXO NINA

Nina now sells designer vintage garments on Ebay and has a wonderful blog called unicorns and jam  I was lucky enough to receive her story before she posts this to her own blog. Thank you Nina.

 

Sunday with the guys

So I planned on taking a DJ lesson yesterday by the one and only ReMitch. It was all planned out, first Mitch (The reMitch) and I would venture out to the Beat Swap Meet dig for some records and go back to his place to begin some spinning sessions. Good plan right? Well except we got there to late and the place was closed down because it reached capacity. The Beat Swap Meet is a record swap meet that travels throughout the states. Its full of musicians, artists, break dancers, music lovers, its even a place to bring the family. Its a lot of fun and would have been my first one ever but the fire marshals were not having anything to do with letting us in. Some of Mitch’s friends had a booth inside for their radio station called Vibes and Stuff told us they would get us in through the Exit door but apparently the fire marshal decided to guard the door after seeing others sneak their way in. Usually when the Beat Swap Meet is in Los Angeles its held in Chinatown but this time they held it in a warehouse in the Arts District Los Angeles where the streets are covered with murals upon murals of graffiti art. Its one of my favorite places to be in Los Angeles. Since we weren’t able to get in to the Beat Swap Meet we opted to go to the famous Artform Studio on 3rd St. The Artform Studio is a place where you can buy records but also get your hair cut, get your makeup done all while being in the company of talented professionals who not only know how to make you look good but know their music too. The atmosphere is so unique and electrifying, they come equip with turntables, good music, and great energy. Not only is this place insanely cool but they’ve had a lot of musicians come down and have photo shoots inside. Daft Punk paid them a visit for a magazine article in Wax Poetics. If you decide to go, pay my friend Larry G a visit and tell him Little Tania sent you =) So after we walked around the studio we kept wandering the streets and found some crafty stores where I tried on fun hats, which can drastically change your outfit. (I was dressed in a black in honor of the recent police brutality that has recently occurred.)  We joined the remainder of our friends at Eighty Two Arcade, which is a bar loaded with fun arcade games. This place also has a DJ and has a lunch truck available if you’re hungry. Once everybody showed up we decided to go grub mmmm. We went to Manna Korean bbq. Now if you’ve never been, this is one spot you have to come to experience some authentic Korean bbq.

The 6th St. bridge
The 6th St. bridge

To be continued on the DJ session but at least my Sunday was definitely a funday =)

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The massive crowd hoping to get in.
The massive crowd hoping to get in.

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Remember watching him paint as a kid?!! Bob Ross the painter RIP.
Remember watching him paint as a kid?!! Bob Ross the painter RIP.
Poketo (Crafty store on 3rd St)
Poketo (Crafty store on 3rd St)
Jokey hat from Poketo.
Jokey hat from Poketo.
Hat from Alchemy Works on 3rd.
Hat from Alchemy Works on 3rd.
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82 Arcade
James Esteban from Durty LA.
James Esteban from Durty LA.
The Artform Studio.
The Artform Studio.

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A shot of the exact same spot Daft Punk stood for the Wax Poetics Cover.
A shot of the exact same spot Daft Punk stood for the Wax Poetics Cover.

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My obsession with turntables.
My obsession with turntables.
I like Baby Bubba's sweatshirt.
I like Baby Bubba’s sweatshirt.
Manna dinner mmm.
Manna dinner mmm.
Once you pop you just can't stop, pineapple j-e-l-l-o.
Once you pop you just can’t stop, pineapple j-e-l-l-o.