Moby finds stranger in his Los Feliz home who 'decided to pay an acid inspired visit'

Here's an odd little anecdote that Moby posted on his website on Sunday that recounts the surprise visitor he found standing next to the couch in his living room that morning. The musician and producer moved to Los Angeles last year and has apparently become accustomed to looser security measures than in New York.

Wrote Moby:

ha. ha?

this morning i woke up and there was a complete stranger sitting in my living room. robbie.

i wake up at 7 a.m. i walk in to my living room. i freeze. there's someone standing next to my couch.

me: 'uh, who are you??'
him: 'robbie'
me: 'what are you doing here?'
him: 'i'm here'
me: 'i think you should probably leave'
him: 'ok'. then he sat down.
me: 'i think you should leave'
him: 'ok'. continues sitting.
me: 'is everything ok?'
him: 'i might still be on acid'

 

so i gave him a sweatshirt (it's chilly up in the hills) and some money for breakfast and sent him on his way. apparently he had taken a lot of acid the night before, had seen my house from the street, and decided to pay an acid inspired visit.

i guess he and i are both lucky. he's lucky that i didn't have guns and that i didn't call the police and that i gave him some breakfast money. i'm lucky that he wasn't a violent crazy person and that he didn't stab me in my sleep. i've also decided that locking my doors might be a good thing. i know, who doesn't lock their doors? well, i don't. or didn't . i mean, my neighbors these days are coyotes and frogs, and i just kind of assumed that a closed door was a good enough deterrent for a coyote or a frog. but i guess i'll err on the side of security and actually lock my doors at night from now on.

i hope robbie's ok, he seemed a bit lost. although i guess doing a ton of acid and wandering around griffith park in the middle of the night might be disorienting. i'm glad he didn't get eaten by coyotes or mountain lions.

how was your weekend? did you have any strangers on acid in your living room when you woke up?

moby

To answer his final question: no, we didn't have any strangers on acid in our living room when we woke up. (Hat tip: LA Weekly)

-- Randall Roberts

Photo: Moby DJing in downtown L.A. in 2009. Credit: Ringo H.W. Chiu/For the Times

 

Comments

[Martin]

Thank God that Moby is okay. As for Robbie, he is rotten.

[Michael]

Well, it ain't Noo Yawk, but even in the hills of Los Felize, more than coyotes and frogs live there. It is, after all, Cali-darned-fornia! Lock the doors, Moby-san, and may this be the last LA Times Entertainment, non-music related article about you.

[Natalie]

HAHAHAHA. Oh my goodness. Moby is such a GEM. Giving him money and a sweatshirt. I wonder if that guy Robbie realized who he was?

[laffnmyazzoff]

MOBY doesn't lock his doors! Free for all!

[jacqueline Tellalian]

that what he gets for moving to L.A.. oh yeah, and he thought unlocked doors were ok? idiot -

[diana]

My friend and I met a "Robbie" last night at a bar, who apparently was from australia and was just taking the bus around L.A and going where ever. Curious to know if it's the same "Robbie". He wanted to tell us all about Kangaroos LMAO!

[michael miner]

Moby is certainly a musical genius, and clearly one of the better souls we have on this planet. His lives the way he speaks.

[Mark]

good to see Moby is still doing his thing. Forgot the dude existed for awhile.