All Fried Up In The Big Smoke

Less political. More fictional.

Of Reyner Banham and Charlie Mingus

Posted on August 13, 2026 by Day Walker

(We here at All Fried Up in the Big Smoke are doing our damnedest to adhere to a very strict American boycott policy. Since we don’t pay anyone for contributing to this site, technically speaking, we’re not purchasing a U.S. product with today’s post. And besides, our Los Angeles correspondent, Ned Teitelbaum, is one of the good ones. With the subject matter being public transit, a favourite topic of ours, look at it as endeavouring to build a bridge between two beefing allies, no tolls applied.)

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Charles Mingus gave free concerts on the Red Car. Reyner Banham missed it. Continue reading →

Into the Sunset

Posted on August 6, 2026 by "Brother" of Cityslikr

There are more than a few of you reading these words, I’m sure, of the few of you here reading these words, thinking, What the fuck is this site even? Old men ranting old men things. Old people reminiscing. Erratic politic opining. Continue reading →

The Odioussey

Posted on July 30, 2026 by Lord Brittlebrain of Shallow Harbour

Oh, how I wish good ol’ Bucks was still with us to bear witness to this our Hellenistic summer of 2026. He would’ve cackled his ghoulish yap of a guffaw at the very idea of it. Ancient Greece making a comeback amidst the ruins of the modernity he so despised to the bottomless pit of his patrician soul? Continue reading →