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Over the Hills and Far Away

Over the Hills and Far Away

I have such an enormous penchant for rockumentary photography that I can distinctly remember when it all happened. The very first time I picked up a Rolling Stone magazine I was barely 12, it was June, I was stuck in a waiting room in the middle of Roseland, New Jersey and it was Issue 526 with Lisa Bonet on the cover. As I thumbed through those pages I was sucked in. Hardcore. Whether it was Tina’s legs, Pete’s bloody hand, or Jerry’s smile. I knew in an instance that I was born at the wrong time.

From that moment on I became obsessed with these photographs, this lifestyle. I had only seen them decorating the inside folds of my prized vinyl albums and I needed to know more about these people who were capturing the soul of these musicians. From toddler aged, I imagined packing up all of my stuff up in a fancy carpetbag and traveling with rock stars like a gypsy from place to place. I found the thoughts were romantic and magical, they knew a world the rest of us didn’t.

Does this remind any of you of a particular Cameron Crowe movie? Thought so. If not, here’s a clue…

The radio waves were starting to become infiltrated with keytars, synthesizers, skinny ties and neon. I don’t connect with 80s music the way others do and I’ve never been able to take it seriously. Yes, I know that’s a bold statement, I missed that gap and twenty-something years later in retrospect I can appreciate the nostalgia, but I still don’t get it. Maybe a song here, or a band there, but the ones I found a glimmer of hope in were high up on Casey Kasem’s Sunday Morning Top 40 and never reached mainstream radio. I was the kid who dreamt of somewhere far away playing dress-up in Stevie Nicks’s closet and touring as Blondie’s tambourine player. I wanted to run away in my Catholic school uniform, argyle socks and penny loafers to the Sunset Strip and all across Europe. And if I couldn’t get there, CBGBs or Max’s Kansas City would have to do.

While I never fulfilled the daydream of traveling with the band, I have spent much of my adult life around many talented musical legends. Whether it was for work or for play, I was right all these years, they might be human like the rest of us, but they all hold a special secret deep down inside their soul only a few can understand. Each one of them are who they are for a reason, they all had the same dreams like I did. That there was more out there.

This morning as I was searching for some new photographs to switch-up in my rock and roll gallery (i.e. hallway), and I came around this one. I felt my heart stopped. Led Zeppelin at Chateau Marmont.

This is the greatest rock band of all time inside my favorite place. I had to remind myself how to breathe as I studied this picture.  The best part? I’ve met both Robert Plant and John Paul Jones and the story never gets old. Ever.

I did eventually pack up like a gypsy and left home to find out what else is out there leaving everything in New Jersey behind. 3,400 miles and years later, I’ve enjoyed quite a few mornings, afternoons and evenings inside and out of the historical West Hollywood celeb-haunt and I will take many of these memories to the grave. I respectfully do not publicly share many details because there is an unspoken privacy code that is synonymous with Chateau and I feel obligated to honor it; however enough time has passed that if you find yourself in conversation with me passed last-call, or during a small gathering during GNO I may regale you with a story or two, or three… about the good-times I had inside the majestic walls of this iconic hotel with legends. Until then…

“If you’re going to get in trouble…do it at the Chateau Marmont.” Harry Cohn 1939

Who would you like to get in trouble with at Chateau Marmont?


– Nicole

A NJ transplant living in SoCal, Nicole Standley, digs pop culture, fancy-dancy hotels, cool shindigs, live shows, highfalutin restaurants, and all-things: music, fashion and events. You can also find her moonlighting as a contributor at, Lucky Magazine, and Burke Williams Spa. Twitter: @nicoledstandley

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Founder + Editor-In-Chief, Nicole is a NJ transplant living in SoCal, who digs pop culture, fancy-dancy hotels, cool shindigs, live shows, highfalutin restaurants, and all-things: music, fashion and events. Twitter: @nicoledstandley


  1. Count me in! Even though I was (barely) born in the 80’s I agree Zeppelin is the greatest rock band of all time. I needed a little motivation today, and you have inspired me to fire up my Zeppelin pandora station!

    • Thank you for commenting!

      I was turning five in 1980 and just starting Kindergarten. I started listening to adult music very young and always attracted to it. It’s undeniable that there is a better rock band than Led Zeppelin. I challenge anyone to say otherwise. Now go get the led out! – Nicole

  2. I’ve always wanted to go to Chateau Marmont! I fear it’s only crawling with the likes of Lindsay Lohan and Chris Brown these days and I have zero interest in stalking these people!
    Ahh…Robert Plant. So dreamy!

    • It’s nothing like that. Despite the history, there is something every serene and peaceful about the property. It’s very small, very quaint, very quiet and more fun than you can ever imagine when you are with the right company!

  3. First of all, love the Roseland shout out – you don’t see that every day! Second, I too was listening to music from the 50s/60s/70s when I was a kid. My dad just played the music he liked to listen to, and I loved it. My first tapes were Rolling Stones and Blondie, still two of my favorites. He used to buy me concert posters to hang in my room – Genesis, Blondie, etc – that I just worshipped. I remember going into middle school, and wondering what z100 was. I had no clue. Now, as an adult, I play the music I like for my kids, and they love it.

    • Thank you for your comment!

      I was just thinking the other day about Genesis and how I need to get on that this weekend.

      I was never allowed to hang anything in my room that didn’t go with the decor of my canopy bed and white eyelet bedding, but I made up for it the year Appetite for Destruction came out. I bought the poster, climbed up on the bed, nailed the four corners into the wall with a hammer and smiled. Not once did my parents acknowledged it. It was as if it was a portrait of Holly Hobbie.

  4. You! Next time I’m LA…girls night at Chateau…pass Last Call so I can hear more about these stories! Great piece Nic!

    • Done!! You and I would have such a ridiculously fun time there. I’m laughing out loud just thinking about it.

  5. Loved reading this piece Nicole and I love your true passion for music! I learned a lot about your true loves of music while reading this post. Chateau Marmont sounds amazing! Lucky you to experience it and have those memories!

    • Welcome back, Katy! Thank you for your comment. It’s a great place, you should really check it out if you are in town and have lunch. Sunday brunch is also a favorite of mine.


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