Los Angeles: Jeranamo

I ran into geranamo a few days before recording him. He was hard to talk too. Always looking away, waiting for the next catch.

His music is as short as his attention span. Always thinking about money. “ well, I don’t care much about your cause, you see, I’m all about profit” I would find that a lot here in Venice.

The next time I saw him, he was standing with other performers, in a circle. They were arguing over “spots”. Pointing at empty spaces, they would shout out names. They were parceling off the boardwalk, yet, in the back of their minds, they knew something was wrong. “space doesn’t belong to anyone” they all nodded…