shimmer

There is, of course, no pleasing everyone, even with the sky a brilliant blue and the hills a shimmering green, thanks to a blessedly wet Northern California winter.

Inside Santa Ana’s Yost Theater last Saturday night, the thick bass of gritty reggaeton beats turned the crowd into one sweaty, shimmering mass of limbs.

The shimmering office towers of the downtown Los Angeles skyline conceal a hard truth — much of the space is empty.

In the blue room a pile of oyster shells lie on the floor, ready to be ground up and applied to the walls to give them an iridescent shimmer.

And as the night rolls on — voices rising, drinks flowing and silver tinsel shimmering under the lights — Buck reflects on the strange universality of country music.