Showing posts with label 92ytribeca. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 92ytribeca. Show all posts

Saturday, May 8, 2010

patrick watson at 92y tribeca

best remedy to not getting tickets for bss: patrick watson at 92y tribeca. dude!!! may 7th felt like a festival weekend. bss was at webster hall, sharon van etten was at bell house and local natives were at bowery. holy cannoli! shar's glad she saw pat tho. he ruled and i've been wanting to see him for months now after viewing this.

thomas bartlett (aka doveman) opened for him. i've only seen him play ditties from footloose, so was a treat to hear some of his own compositions. one he wrote about angel's share.


the entirety of mr. watson's set was intimately lit and he was full of cheer to be in nyc. he likes how 92y tribeca pours a mean whiskey in a pint glass. sweet! megaphones were used to full capacity. you might be wonder what the heck that first pic was. well friends it's the megaphone capacitator. what you say? it's a backpack with 5 megaphones attached to amplify in intimate spaces like the one last night. pat weaved himself into the middle of the crowd for max megaphoning. the one below was a more of a traditional use of megaphoning with plunger top.


pat likes to cross his legs when he is at the piano

i was lame and missed out on a hang out sesh with mr. watson. shar's a loser. mollie, how was pat? did he love my dollywood reference?

Friday, November 6, 2009

fltgc: team gallery, artist's space, deitch, 92ytribeca

belated fltgc: team gallery and artist's space. jac and i were sidetracked last week, so we hit up what we intended on last week. first up was team with mutean/rosenblum's untitled. both jac and i were interested when we saw the write up and pic in tony. we both were taken by the notes attached to the paintings.

when one's heart has been broken into, all sorts of weakness are free to enter, shame, anger, stupid indignation, stupid fears - stupid laughter, too
the best way to take people is to to take them for what they think they are. then leave them alone.

because there is no escape from what does not exist.

my fav was the later. the note and the image kinda suits how i'm feeling lately.

next up was marc camille chaimowicz's enough tiranny recalled, 1972-2009. this was our first venture back to the newly renovated artists space, which is now much more open. we dreamed of how awesome it would be to live in the space. chaimowicz has turned the space into a den of lights, found objects and pools of fishes.




we threw in a few more galleries for good measure. at deitch wooster, kristin baker has a vibrant exhibit up entitled splitting twilight. it just opened yesterday and going on until december 19.



last up was 92ytribeca, jac has been walking by the exhibit everyday. jessica dressner has an exhibit up on chinese astrology. dude, we had to support our people. her's her take on mine and jac's sign. isn't it cute?

she and denny renshaw collab with sufjan steven's ablum art and the BQE film.

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