When La La land lets pure love be its drug of choice and the vulnerable heart be its real beat, the song of the angels will have been reclaimed.
La la land is the craziest place on earth, yet it is my heart-song too. For only the money-nexus could make a foul-pit of what God-sent to heal mankind - the pure song of the heart in song, in acting, in stories that can move emotional mountains with ease. It needs a detox is all. A reminder of why the town exists and what it was always supposed to achieve.
Los Angeles, the city of fame-corrupted angels, none with a friend and all with ambition. Yet there was still plenty of heart out there, despite the heat... angels are what they are... and beneath the drugs, porn and corruption there was enough left to save and resurrect the dream.
"One of my earliest memories," said Angela, "is of my little brother calling me 'la la gel,' because he couldn't yet say my name. So I guess it was always my destiny to come in some way to these Hollywood hills, this 'La La land.' Fate is that way I guess, there are signposts if you are willing to see them."
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