The film? A four-hour director’s cut of an indie thriller about a cellist. No one checked their phone for four hours. Afterward, the director argued with a studio exec about the ending while someone passed around a bowl of guacamole.
In this volume, we dissect the three pillars of the Angeleno existence: Part I: The Lifestyle – "The Hustle is the Meditation" If you have not spent time in LA recently, you might still believe the stereotype: that it is a city of lazy beach days and perpetual traffic. Vol.101 is here to correct that record. The modern LA lifestyle is defined by velocity . 4:30 AM: The Biology of Success In Manhattan, the day starts at 6:00 AM with a coffee and a scowl. In LA, the ambitious wake up at 4:30 AM. Why? To beat the traffic to a Barry’s Bootcamp class in West Hollywood, or to catch the sunrise hike at Runyon Canyon before the heat makes the dust unbearable. We spoke with Mia Torres, a talent manager and mother of two, who embodies the Vol.101 ethos. Red Hot Jam Vol.101 - in LA
"I used to think LA was about who you know," Torres says, adjusting her Aviator Nation hoodie. "Now, it’s about when you move. My calendar is color-coded by the color of the traffic on Google Maps. Red means you’ve lost." The film
is a love letter to the friction. The city is not easy. It is expensive, shallow, and traffic-logged. But it is also the only place on earth where you can ski in the morning, surf in the afternoon, and see the best live comedy of your life at 11 PM. Afterward, the director argued with a studio exec
We ended in Beverly Hills, at a new omakase spot where the chef is a former neuroscientist. The rice is aged in kelp. The tuna is flown in from a specific latitude in the Pacific. Cost: $350 per person. Vibe: Silent except for the pop of wasabi.
9.5/10 Mood: Caffeinated optimism with a dark tan. Red Jam Vol.101 is available in print (very limited) and via our Substack (very open). Follow us for the next exit.