A performance of 'Ambassador of Toluca' from the Grand Central Nowhere CD Release Party on 6.20.09 at Viva Cantina.
I originally wrote this song on the mandolin that my missus bought me for my 26th birthday. I wasn't exactly sure what I was doing with the thing - 8 strings, tuned funny, tiny little frets. But I caught this simple chord progression and a few strums later I was on the way.
At the time we were living in Toluca Lake and around the corner from us was an apartment complex called The Toluca Embassy. Just to the east of that was Bob Hope's mansion. I used to joke that the city of Los Angeles must have awarded ole' Bob the municipality of Toluca Lake as a sovereign state in thanks for all of his USO work and that the Embassy was where he welcomed foreign diplomats.
The joke wore real thin real quick, but the term Ambassador of Toluca stuck with me and when I stumbled upon that chord progression, so did the song.