Mae West once said, “I used to be Snow White, but I drifted.” The weather has me delirious, confused, and often stir crazy—more than normal, anyway. I’m operating with one arm, as I lost a battle with wet steps. The pain killers the hospital provided are some reward, but I am missing out on things. I am probably going to drift a little today, and I’m probably going to do it in Brooklynese, so if you live in Manhattan, you might not understand. It’s a new language to me, and I struggle sometimes, but I always enjoy it. Here are some happenings and some happeneds around town.
I would have liked to attend the Pendu Disco event last night. It was the one year anniversary of NYC’s premier “Dark Musick” dance party. It featured characters like Tense, GHXST, DJ Harrison, Frankie Teardrop of Revel Hotel, Todd Pendu, and Sean Ragon of Cult of Youth. Unfortunately, I was too medicated to traverse over to Kent and Metropolitan. I asked my bestest friend Rozi to tell you all about it, but she’s still M.I.A. this morning, so it must have been a raucous good time.
Medication permitting, I will attend the 30th anniversary of the Undead at the Delancey tonight. I used to manage the Undead for like 4 months, I think, way back in the day when the condition I am in now would have been more familiar to me. Bobby Steele, the main man of the Undead, is still limping around and still promoting his brand of fastfastfast Punk Rock. He was the second guitarist of the Misfits, whose Crimson Ghost skull logo I still see at least once a day on a T-shirt or as a tattoo. He was all the rage in that long-ago era, when I weighed in at a buck thirty five, wore my leather, a Ramones T-shirt, ripped jeans, and the pointiest of shoes. Hopefully no one has any photos of that hot mess. There are a bunch of opening acts, and a documentary film called Living the American Nightmare. You get to meet Myke Hideous, if you like. I might need to up my medication.
I am also going to try to catch the “Ge Ology presents Life On Mars” thing at subMercer tonight. Since I moved to BBurg I haven’t been visiting Gabby and the gang over there much. Still my favorite watering hole, and yes, that’s basically all I drink these days. subMercer is always cozy on inclement nights…I can’t go on, as I know I am just drifting and you deserve more. I’ll talk to you Monday.