Conveniently parked atop Canoe Studios in Manhattan’s Western Chelsea, was the totem Rolls Royce: The hot voluptuous car– around which everyone pranced in revelry–with Hennessy. A terrace abundant with prominent lights transformed concerns into dream. Revelry, with Hennessy… angelic caterers and bystanders, mostly dressed in black…(like the car)… pronounced agendas, relevant to steer. Peer-ing forward, […]
As I made my way through the darkly lit, cavernous rooms of the Stage48 venue, I was blinded by a variety of different sensations. Blue lights emanated from the lamps dangling from the ceiling; endless chatter could be heard amongst the masses that surrounded me, and signs abounded. Eventually, the sea of fellow humans adjourned […]
I had high hopes for this show. It was curated by none other than Kelly Cutrone, and one of the first people I saw upon arrival was Miss Jay Alexander. I was greeted by the noise of Garbage and Sonic Youth, also promising (though not the mood-setter I would’ve picked for such a high class […]
