Chip Jacobs

Go Further Squeeze was the sound I’d been waiting for from the black hole left by John Lennon’s murder and the shallow onslaught of hair-metal...Speedy guitar paired with mordant…

South Pasadena Review Square-jawed and persuasive, developer E.C. Webster, it was said, could’ve sold plots on Mars for a profit. Luckily there was Pasadena of the late-1880s

Medium It was the faces that slayed you that year, when the only reason for a belly-laugh was a Robin Williams standup act. The expressions remain amber in memory ...

The Los Angeles Review of Books WHEN MY CITY EDITOR yelled out that she needed someone to help cover a shooting at the County General Hospital in East Los Angeles, I sunk low…

CrimeReads During the late-1960s, with Los Angeles’ skies still blotted by poisonous smog, an angry mother fastened a sign in her station wagon ... “This GM" ... “is a killing…

It wasn’t until one day in 1998, strolling along Hollywood Boulevard, that I got stopped on the sidewalk by a guy named Jerry Schneiderman who had been both a source for stories…

The argument that erupted between us that evening felt like the climax of a John Hughes coming-of-age movie. Suddenly, a 100+ people listening to a speaker up front swiveled their…

If you're a fan of Quentin Tarantino movies or Elmore Leonard books, you'll love this darkly humorous, true crime thriller set in late-seventies Southern California ...

It was the faces that slayed you that year, when the only reason for a belly-laugh was a Robin Williams standup act.

Not all monsters are born that way. Sometimes, a freak accident changes their fate, and others down the line.