One day when I was living in the Venice neighborhood of Los Angeles in the hazy days of 1997 or 1998, my roommate M. exploded through the door of our apartment and declared to me and our other roommate W., “You have to hear this song.” It was “Screenwriter’s Blues” by Soul Coughing from theContinue reading ““Screenwriter’s Blues” and More Tales from Late ’90s Los Angeles”