Room 1015

Room 1015

Stop and rewind to a time when the Continental Hyatt Hotel, aka the “Riot House,” was the place to be. The 70s was a decade of total delirium for any self-respecting rock group. And L.A. was an inevitable stop on the journey. The motorcycles in the hallways, the rooftop pool overflowing with bubbles, Jim Morrison dangling from a balcony, the epic battles of Keith Moon from The Who… Or, even more iconic, the Christ-like Robert Plant who took himself for a Golden God above the Sunset Trip with his angel’s hair, Nepalese bracelets and skimpy T-shirt, convinced that he had finally found the Stairway to Heaven. Today, Room 1015 remains a place of contemplation. The nostalgia of an era of absolute freedom, where the air still holds the lingering smells of sweat, leather, fur, alcohol, a burned patchouli leaf and an open flight case…
   
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