Terraza Jimay…I just Googled it and it looks to still be in existence. This is where I saw Bikini Kill play my one and only time at some obscure Latin dance hall in an area on the outskirts of Los Angeles called Montebello, I want to say Nov. ’95. And what a brilliant and amazing show it was. I’m not exactly sure when I discovered the music of Bikini Kill, perhaps in ’93 or ’94, but I do know it still receives heavy rotation to my ears to this day, only now courtesy of an iPod (which in concept would have utterly nauseated the early nineties version of myself). I think I had been reading about the band in Melody Maker and NME and then finally heard Rebel Girl and I was hooked. My love for the band may have been further fueled by an on and off-again girlfriend at the time who also held them near and dear, but I had never had a chance to see them live in LA (not even at the legendary, beloved and sorely missed Jabberjaw where if my memory serves me, they must have played at least once), until they played that sweat-soaked show at Terraza Jimay. I’ve lived in LA most of my life since and that still counts as the one time I visited Montebello, and thanks to that lasting occasion, I wouldn’t have it any other way.