As a young man, I moved to Los Angeles in the late 1990s. My first apartment was in the Los Feliz neighborhood a mere block from Sunset Boulevard close to the tail end as it snaked from the hills near Dodger Stadium to the sandy beaches along the surf of the Pacific Ocean.
At the time, I didn't know that there was a distinction between Sunset Strip and Sunset Boulevard (let alone Sunset Plaza). In hindsight, it was sort of like thinking a ring is just the polished gem sitting on top of the shank.
In my naivete, I decided to drive one Friday evening from my east side apartment to Sunset Strip to visit it. Once I started seeing big glossy billboards, I pulled over near Crescent Heights thinking I was in the middle of it all and that I could just walk Sunset Strip for a few blocks. I didn't realize it's a 1.7 mile stretch of Sunset Boulevard that passes through the city of West Hollywood and I was entirely at one end of it.
It took me a few hours to wander it's length and back. It ended up being the best way to experience the Strip - from the flashy lights, mixture of food and car exhaust smells, and revelers stumbling between the bars, clubs and restaurants. I walked along it's history and got to understand it's allure for the millions who had come before me.
A couple years later, I moved to be within few blocks from the Strip and have been in the vicinity ever since. It has definitely changed from a time when the police had to set up barricades on the weekends to prevent cruising by Angelinos to now encouraging tourists to visit the glistening glass high rise hotels and Time-Square-esque video billboards.
Tales from The Strip is one of the rare books that brings back memories of many of the places I visited that no longer exist (Spagos, Hamburger Hamlet, Tower Records, Standard), and the ones that cling on to this pedigreed asphalt address (Book Soup, Sunset Tower, Chateau Marmont).
And more importantly it reminds us of the era from the 1920 to 1970s of historic events and personalities that don't exist anymore like Rock Hudson at the Finlandia Baths, Russian actress Alla Nazimova's hedonistic Garden of Allah villas, and the most famous pharmacy in American history, Schwab's, where Chaplin, Bogart and Monroe hung out.
May those carrying on the memories of this iconic strip like Dimitri Dimitrov from Sunset Tower (and now San Vicente Inn) keep this lore alive.
This book caught my eye as it was promoted on a shelf at the WeHo Library in the main lobby. I ended up picking it up and checking it out. I enjoyed it so much that I will buy one for my personal library.
The authors - Sauter, Landau, Evenhuis - should be proud of preserving this incredible history with fascinating historic and modern stories.
Similar to what "Hollywood" means in people's mind, "Sunset Strip" transcends the tumble and grit of what it means to be a street. For example, the TV show "77 Sunset Strip" actually created the most famous address that never existed.
The is one of the best books I've read about the history of the Sunset Stip.