David Lynch, the Cop, the Cow, the Cow’s Handler, and the Keyboardist

I lived a block away from the old Tower Records on Sunset Blvd where this was taken.

Sometimes the really LA part of LA would collected in some slow moving eddy away from the faster, cleaner currents, curdling and fermenting to the point where shit like this would emerge. It is not a great shot, but I’m still convinced that God made film for moments like these.