In Mesa, Arizona, above all else the strip mall reigns supreme. While all the adobe art would suggest otherwise, this is the land of fresh concrete, stucco and flawlessly hung drywall. Dotting the otherwise dusty negative space, facsimiled neighborhoods with near-identical houses provide shelter for an aging populous and, presumably, an incredibly limited youth subculture. On the way to the gig at Hollywood Alley, our host and guide Brighton pointed out a Safeway supermarket located directly across the street from yet another Safeway supermarket. From the look of it, there’s absolutely nothing to do around here. That is, unless you’re old and all you want to do is shop at stripmalls and golf
The landscape is incredibly flat. I’ve been told that the skate parks are legit (much to some city planner or youth advocate’s credit). But apart from skating, it seems there’s nothing for kids to do around here other than read the bible or, conversely, have sex and do drugs. (Actually, I guess those aren’t mutually exclusive).
The way I figure it, the rest of the country is pretty much filled up at this point. The only places that are still experiencing something of a population boom are the places that no one really wants to live; the icy northern Midwest and the deserts of the Southwest.
This place sucks turds.