Conforming to the Counter Culture: Costa Mesa's SoBeCa District
Maybe it's the rusted metal bars intersecting dangerously overhead, or the graffiti that covers the walls on either side, but something about this place leaves you feeling like you've just walked into the wrong side of town. And you're not really sure you want to leave.
It's 6 p.m. and the lights have finally come on in this small, post-apocalyptic alleyway, spilling over the enormous slabs of concrete and broken tile that scatter the ground. Each of the buildings that line the edges is distinct in its own respect, causing the place to look almost like an abandoned art gallery. First there's Arth, a hat store with a devotion to combining art and fashion; then there's Blends with its refrigerated shoe and clothing selection. The two lime-green shipping containers to the left come together to form the Artery (a portmanteau of the words "art" and "gallery") and tonight's performers can be heard tuning up all the way from the