I´m at the hush-hush security area of Van Nuy´s airport, waiting for my new employer V. S. I´m excited, bored to death and a bit nervous. Next level – here I fucking come. I have been hanging around this lounge for four days now and been getting hourly updates regarding my employer´s whereabouts. And finally. He’s arriving, through the glass doors I see this persona coming down the stairs from the small jet. Super tight yellow shorts, way too short leather jacket, long sweeping hair and boots. Small tote over his shoulder. I rest my case. This guy is an icon.
First thing he says: ”Howdy man. Have you got any coke?” My head spins and I do a double take. He is asking for coke now? It´s 3.30 am. How the heck am I going to get hold of anything stronger than coffee at this hour? I grab my phone and start flicking through my contacts for Doctor Emergency´s details. If I don´t get hold of this special order I might loose my job before I even started it. However, V.S chuckles. ”It´s all right son. I meant Coca Cola.”
He produces a brand new bottle of Jack Daniels from his bag and snaps it open. Relieved, I enter the lounge area and push the button of the vending machine for a soda. I return to V.S with the can of Coke and say: ”You want ice with that?” He has already enjoyed what must be an impressive exact amount of 33 cl while I was away fetching the drink. There is a moment of silence while he empties the soda into the liquor. ”No, son. But you can drop me off at the Rainbow ”
A celebration of the 80s when the rock scene ruled the strip in L.A. For all the groupies, the endless parties, the indulgence and the beautiful corpses.
davana, bergamot, cypress, warwood, cardamom, marine breeze, fresh basil, elemi, artemisia, grape seed, hints of Bourbon, nutmeg, clove, guaiac wood, vetiver, cedarwood, pimento seeds
Johan Bergelin and Dario Volpones