Daddy, that wasn't my doing it was the link from hamsterpants.
I was feeling very nostalgic after looking at all that... esp. the East Village scene so I went down to walk around and daydream, and ran right into Maripol. Egads! There we were, staring at that new glass blob on Astor Place wondering who in hell could/would live there. The big old iron cube scultpure has not been replaced and we stared at the empty ragged spot there. She goes, "Zeez mozzefockers are just tearing New York apart!"
The opening for a Jean Michel Basquiat retrospective was last night at the Brooklyn Museum. Neither of us went! I wonder how it looks... The BM is going to screen Downtown 81 in May, she said...
(yeah I got all this info without havin' to blow the bitch again!)
Bobby we are so looking forward to new books!