The Los Angeles River flows into the Pacific Ocean from its source, and the entire venue is about fifty-one miles. The river channel within the planned area is thirty-two miles long. It is located in the center of the city, dividing the City of Angels into the east and west sides. The city center is located on the west side of the Los Angeles River. Although Los Angeles on the west side includes wealthy areas such as Hollywood and Beverly Hills, the order is chaotic and poor living in little Tokyo and Chinatown are also on this side.

Little Tokyo is one of the most chaotic areas in Los Angeles. After 8 o'clock in the evening, you must be vigilant when walking alone on the street. If an emergency occurs and you need to withdraw money from the ATM, it is definitely a wise choice to have more companions.

Just next to Little Tokyo, there is an area called skid.row, which is what Los Angeles calls a slum. Lucky Street does not refer to only one street, but also refers to the entire area between East Sixth Street and East Fourth Street, between Maple Avenue and Stanford Avenue.

Unlike other slums in cities, the poor street, which is commonly known as the "wandering area" by the city, is next to two streets in the city center. This is also because the characteristics of the city of Los Angeles determine that the surrounding counties and cities are far more prosperous than the development of the city center. The alleys here are dilapidated and crowded. Minorities such as blacks, Mexicans, and Spaniards live in a small space like clay pot houses, engaged in the physical labor of the lowest level of the city, hoping to maintain the livelihood of the family.

In recent years, there have been heavy metal rock bands called Poverty Street, but they have no relationship with this slum in Los Angeles. This band that began to rise in 1986 and was once very popular with the wave of metal rock. It was not a local band from Poverty Street in Los Angeles.

But Los Angeles' poor streets have become a paradise for many underground rock musicians. Just as the street hip-hop was born in the Bronx in New York, underground rock music lovers gathered on the poor streets and vented their inner emotions and dreams in a clear and rebellious manner. Al Bar is located here, located at the junction of East Fifth Street and San Pedro Street, and can be reached on foot from St. Julian Park.

Before seven o'clock in the evening, Hugo took the bus to his destination. Walking on the street, you can see all kinds of bright outfits, flamboyant black windbreakers, gloomy black eyeliners, and hot red hair. They ignited one color ball after another in sight, releasing infinite charm.

In the late 1980s and early 1990s, the unemployment crisis in the United States rose again, which was one of the reasons for the outbreak of the Rodney King incident. Heavy metal rock and grunge began to cause strong responses, and the popular punk music in the 1970s was also slowly recovering. At the beginning, these music seemed particularly maverick in the mainstream market. Large record companies, professional music magazines, and top music studios could not accept such alternative and trendy things, which made underground rock grow vigorously.

But then, grunge, led by Nirvana, unexpectedly set off a frenzy, drowning out all other music, and made huge breakthroughs in both early reputation and market, which also made grunge included in the mainstream American culture. After 1992, this craze not only did not weaken, but was in a state of continuous heating. Since 1977, another rock frenzy era seems to be coming.

Looking at the scene in front of you, Hugo seemed to have walked into Harry Potter's magical world. Although there were no wands or spells in this world, the musical notes flowing from the fingertips of the instrument were the most beautiful spells in the world, with breathtaking energy. Every figure in front of you, the familiar strangers, the ostentatious and restrained, and the instruments dressed strangely, it seemed to be notes, arranged and combined into different shapes in sight, and then played a beautiful melody in the navy blue sky.

Although Hugo told himself more than once that this time travel was a God-given opportunity, Hugo still sighed again today that life is really beautiful. Thanks to him for coming to Los Angeles in 1992, which not only gave him the opportunity to become an outstanding actor, but also gave him the honor to witness the most glorious era of rock.

Hugo stood in surprise, feeling a little overwhelmed. He wanted to go forward and chat with the cool girl with more than twenty earrings on her ears. He also wanted to join the unknown bands on the street corner who sat on the ground and started playing. He also wanted to surround the lead singer of Green Sun Billie Joe Armstrong (lier llie.joe.armstrong) like a star chaser... This is like a Disneyland for rock lovers, which makes people happy but look around and lose sight of each other.

"Hey, Hugo!" A shout came from behind, which made Hugo, who had been trained to conditioned reflex recently, looked back and walked over with a handsome blonde long hair, strode over with his long legs, "You are Hugo, right? I didn't recognize the wrong person!" The handsome guy in front of him combed his long hair into a ponytail, revealing his clean and cold face. His blue-green eyes were deep and distant under the soft street lights.

Hugo recognized this face very familiar. He could even remember where he had seen it. The guitarist he met with Charlize during the last time he performed on the streets of the Avenue of Stars, but Hugo couldn't remember the other person's name. With his talent in this regard, Hugo was really weak, just a little better than the sense of direction.

Looking at Hugo's entangled expression, the handsome guy smiled twice, "I am Neil Anderson, last time..."

"Yes, Neil!" Hugo's eyes immediately burst out with bright colors, and his eyes completed the long crescent moon because of the bright smile on his lips. "The Avenue of Stars..." Hugo hurriedly said, proving that his memory had not been wrong. But looking at Neil's pause smile in front of him, Hugo's ending voice couldn't help but rise, "...right?"

Neil chuckled and nodded, "Yes, Avenue of Stars. I didn't expect to meet so soon." Neil's eyes flashed with bright light. Last time he wanted to communicate more with Hugo, but unfortunately, because he had something to do that day, which made Neil feel very sorry.

Neil did not ask Hugo for contact information that day. In the United States in the early 1990s, apart from landlines, pagers were the most reliable means of contact. If neither was there, then finding another stranger in a metropolis like Los Angeles would undoubtedly be like finding a needle in a haystack.

But Hugo said one thing right. Both of them have common hobbies. As long as they can find the same circle, it is not so difficult to meet again. So today's second encounter.

"Do you have a performance task tonight?" Hugo saw the guitar on Neil's shoulder, so he pointed to the Al Bar on the corner of the street and asked.

"Oh, no, it's just a habit." Neil shook his head, "Where are you?" Hugo also came with his guitar today. He chose a white T-shirt with a crow pattern, paired it with light blue jeans, and finally took a jacket with a white Superman icon pattern. Compared to the afternoon, this outfit seems much more fusion.

Hugo laughed and smiled in Neil's eyes. Hugo said, "So too. I don't have a band now, I'm just a music lover."

"So too, I am alone for the time being, and usually make a living by performing on the street." Neil said simply that when it comes to rock, there are actually relatively fewer single-rock singers, and it is not that easy to make a career like David Bowie. "So, last time you performed a jazz song, have you created some rock recently?"

Neil seemed a little impatient, and without saying a few words, he just got to the point, but Hugo didn't mind at all, "Oh, of course, I can write more or less when I write, but there are not so many suitable guitar performances. You know, many times the instruments must be complete."

"You have researched on other instruments as well? Wow, I thought your guitar is enough for such a good one." Neil looked around and sat down next to the street.

"Oh, no, no, I'm not good at anything other than guitar, and the keyboard is just a basic thing." Hugo also sat on the ground and said honestly, "It's just that I like to create myself, so other instruments are involved."

"It is impossible that there is no guitar solo in a rock band in recent years. Most excellent guitarists will increase the quality of the entire band to a higher level. So, guitar is enough." Neil said with a smile, and the flying eloquence between his eyebrows could clearly see his excitement, "By the way, how did you set the chords last time you wrote that song?"

Hugo and Neil started chatting here, and at this time, there were also people around. People were everywhere in their sight. Everyone stood or sat together in groups of three or three, discussing enthusiastically. Almost everyone was discussing music, and many people even started playing on the spot. This scene was like the scene of a grand rock music festival, but most of these music lovers had two brushes, which made the atmosphere full of the scent of gunpowder that made people's blood boil.
Chapter completed!