What is Matt Z doing in San Francisco? Panning for gold? Seasonal farm labor? Grafting grape vines and testing soil quality in order to create the perfectly crisp autumn Chablis? Getting gay-married in an emotionally charged yet quietly elegant ceremony on the steps of City Hall? Your West Coast correspondent is here to answer all your questions.
MattZCaliforniaWatch Day 1:
Matt Z and I went to Atlas Cafe for dinner. Matt had a beets and kale sandwich, and a glass of water.
As you all know, Dante hasn’t sold a painting since the days when I used to roll around, feeling my tits and thought of the Delia’s catalogue. To help the “starving” artist out, I (from time to time) will spotlight some of his, um, art.
Wow! what a beaut! Really captures that vampirey mind-set of Dante’s. You know, that gothy, “I bet if I was the Sandman I’d have a girlfriend” vibe. This painting is perfect for fans of the movie “Dracula” and, well that’s it. Spooky!
Boy, lot’s of special memories. I remember one night in particular…
Me and Ann Talley were having an awkward talk at 306 Madison:
Meanwhile, Dante was finishing up a paper at the Fishbowl:
If I remember correctly, Trevor was just finishing up his show at the Michigan Theater (we were all so proud of him):
Neil was at home, eating hotdogs:
Dena was at a party:
and Don Johnson and Willie Nelson visited Amir at Mr. Greeks:
Ah memories!
sometimes it’s worthwhile to go to nightclubs just to get out of the standard bar or glasslands rut. studio b is about as far as i can actually get in to clubland. highlights from last nights show include a handful of new jersey club kids wearing wife-beaters, backpacks, and baseball hats with the brim tilted up doing that dance where they bob their head, and then at some undetermined moment, go totally apeshit with another dance where they cross their arms in the air really fast and jump up and down. five of these guys showed up at the same time in a white hummer. it was also funny smelling colognes i haven’t smelled since high school. i didn’t think they still made coolwater. that shit was the it cologne if you hung out in the parking lot a marvelous marvins in west bloomfield. let’s see, green velvet was ok. he did use his headphones as a microphone, shumaker style. juan atkins was good.
Pretty good odds for taking McCain, I think.
But I like those odds – I mean “bets” – for Barack too.