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Might as well set the bar high. Go for the gusto right from the jump, by placing a couple of '240P Youtube screenshots' on the cover, that are the irrefutable proof of the shape-shifting lizard man that works for the local news station.
You never know, it might just help open up people's eyes around the world.
Mine is blue.
More visually pleasing than the black background on the site
Originally posted by DAZ21
reply to post by Gazrok
There's always quality on this site.
If you've missed the Brentwood Bla-Bla, the current anniversary issue is a good introduction to a community journal that is anything but ordinary.
Published every two weeks from offices on San Vicente near Barrington, Bla-Bla is a controlled-circulation magazine with a decidedly neighborhood feel, "an instrument," according to its publisher, "to be used by its readers to document the community."
Its 40,000 copies are distributed in Brentwood, Bel-Air, Santa Monica, Pacific Palisades, Malibu and Westwood.
A typical issue might include profiles of Westside bank executives, a history of the Brentwood Library, or an interview with writer Susan Block on her falling out with psychologist and radio personality Toni Grant ("Who Wrote the 'Book of Love'?"). Mini-essays by neighborhood residents on travel, restaurants, investments, real estate, fashion, beauty, entertainment and the arts are accompanied by photographs and artworks by local artists. Inevitably, there is a community calendar.
Folksy and pretentious in about equal measure, the Bla-Bla presents writing that ranges from passable to excellent--building on the Westside's mix of artists and professionals--and page layouts that alternate between amateurish and ugly. Aside from the frequently classy covers, the magazine, reflecting a commitment to a "handmade" ethic by the staff, looks like it was laid out by a not-very-talented class of third-graders.