love my new vaio!! its fast:>)
Genesis P-Orridge, instigator of "industrial music" and a true techno-pagan avatar, has a visual art show opening this Saturday, February 10, at Team Gallery.
Be there, or be oblong.
Speaking of parrot(head)s...
again in the french vein, everything i and others have tried has been taste-e and now five locations** Le Pain Quotidien ** 833 Lexington Avenue (between 63rd and 64th street,1131 Madison Avenue (between 84th and 85th street), 100 Grand Street (near corner of Mercer Street), 1336 First Avenue (between East 71st and 72nd), 50 West 72nd Street (between Colombus & Central park West)--bring home a bag of granola!!
sunday pundits?? no, another kind of squawkbox.
linked off a drat fink post SMILE
The new trend in New York area galleries and museums is claiming a show is "digital" whether it is or not. "Glee," a slightly-above-average abstract painting show that closed January 7 at the Aldrich Museum, began its press release with paeans to the Internet, Y2K, and the "digital revolution," then waited until paragraph 2 to mention that the show was about "artists' renewed confidence in painting in the face of new visual technologies." (The strategy worked--it led Tim Griffin, art editor of _Time Out New York_ to inattentively include "Glee" in his fall roundup of digital shows.) Griffin himself then curated "Compression," (which also closed in January) at Feigen Contemporary, including Michelle Grabner (painter), Diti Almog (painter), Dike Blair (sculptor/installation artist), and some artists who use computers, all tied together with dialogue about "image compression technology," "flagship stores," and "economic mainframe(s)." Now we have "Jello," curated by artnet columnist Max Henry (through Feb. 17 at Frederieke Taylor, 535 W 22, NYC), which claims to be based on a "coalescing digital zeitgeist," even though only 3 out of 11 artists work with digital media. The show's highlight, digitally speaking, is Daren Kendall's video, in which strategically cropped and Rorschached footage of a high school wrestling match yields a very funny post-human blob of multiplying heads and arms--equal parts Paul Pfeiffer, Jerry Uelsmann, and H. P. Lovecraft. Unfortunately, the "digital zeitgeist" simply isn't big enough to include Charles Long's orange-extension-cord-with-elephantiasis, a Dan Flavin light bulb (!), and all the weak paintings Henry packed into the show.

--Hector Pitts

monsters of christian rock
all the kidz on kapital hill luv the tickle me W doll.
a lot cheaper but maybe not as much fun
Axiomatic, and coming soon, to a cathedral near you.
The Giants win the pennant! The Giants win the pennant! The Giants win the pennant!
err...no, they don't.
need very impressive dessert's or other snack's french--la bergamote 169 9th ave near 20th
The NY Post reports that Conde Nast is flip-flopping: first delaying, and now green-lighting, plans for websites for its magazines, including the New Yorker. I thought they were just afraid of losing newsstand sales, but I guess it's bureaucracy. I've been reading the New Yorker since I was a kid, or at least looking at the cartoons, but the current issue has a poem I quite like. I don't really keep up with contemporary poetry, but this one was close to my heart; expressing a particular nostalgia that makes me think the author is around my age. Since there's no site, I've transcribed it, and added a few links.
After watching the news last night I was left with a minor realization concerning Cali's energy problems. The old notion of placing value in land where there is water somewhere on the property (either underground or running through it) comes to mind. Otherwise your indebted to someone with the water you need (Chinatown). Now it's each state which must have a sufficent domestic energy supply or have to purchase it from out of state. They pointed out Florida and lower New York state (amoung others) as hot spots of energy deficit. They went further to point out that it isn't even a peak use time of year and that we may be "in for it" this summer.

Funny Caifornia breaks down right at the time of the inauguration. Funny that W's Texas boys have shitloads of energy (to sell). And funny Alaska has shitloads of untapped oil and that all we need is enough *fear* to scare it up out of the ground.

1/30/01 : As promised, a NYT link (from today).
Ted Nugent Sued Over Dinner And A Show Jan 23, 2001, 10:15 am PT

A Lincoln, Neb. couple is suing Ted Nugent in Lancaster County, Neb. Court for allegedly dropping the ball on an Internet auction in which they paid $1,535 for dinner with the rocker and front-row seats to one of his concerts, according to the Associated Press.

Ron and Krishelle Bennett won an eBay Internet auction which allegedly gave them unrestricted backstage passes and front-row seats to Nugent's Aug. 25, 2000 concert at Sandstone Amphitheater in Bonner Springs, Kan., as well as a sit-down dinner with the singer-guitarist. ,br>
In the lawsuit, filed Monday (Jan. 22), the couple has alleged that they only received limited access backstage passes, seats that were 30 rows back from the front row, and that Nugent did not join them for dinner but rather only spoke briefly with the couple before the show.

"This guy was my hero," said Ron Bennett, as quoted by the Associated Press. "I was thrilled to see him, and he basically destroyed my entire belief in rock and roll."

The Bennetts are suing for fraud and breach of contract, seeking an unspecified amount in damages.
Take me to the river.
a maze ing
Could mike w pls e.mail me with a little info about barges / my brothers interested / cant find your e.address - sorry and thanks -b
I'm having a hell of a time getting around the net today, so no link, But. In todays NYT Dining out section za article by Amanda Hesser "So you think your kitchen is small?" on vest pocket restaurants featuring Caviar Russe, Prune, Tasting Room and 71 Clinton FF. lotza pics (including Wylie) and tips (learn to use a whisp, they use less counter space than a mixer) for your own small kitchenz. Also a wine article called "The Rinse Cycle".

Ok, fuckit, a link.