We rang in the holidays watching the “Rockettes Christmas Extravaganza”. I don’t know how I went this long without cultivating a love/hate relationship with the Rockettes. It was everything you’d want it to be –toe-tapping family-orientated sex, bright lights, with a little religion thrown in to round it off. The first number, when they came out as reindeer, with those long reindeer-legs gyrating just for me, I knew it was going to be a good show. During the Santa number I had something of an epiphany. Santa was explaining how he could be in so many places at once. It started out as one Santa, and with the use of cleverly hidden partitions on the stage that one Santa pulled out a 2nd from nowhere, and those two multiplied into four, etc, until there was a whole chorus line of them. Rockettes dressed as Santas everywhere, singing and dancing. Whoever orchestrated this is a goddamn bonafide genius. I can’t remember what my epiphany was, but it felt pretty earth shattering at the time.
We had a wedding party at Yoshi’s and are having another one at none other than Anarchy Pony’s house in a few days (we're serving 'whore pasta'). It turns out she owns half of Brooklyn and saw a rapper’s bodyguard shot dead outside her door. How cool is that? We have one more wedding party in Hong Kong on Feb 27, 2008; and then I think the “Wedding Tour” must sadly end, and make way for some other gimmick.
New Year’s eve will be spent at what might now be the greatest show on earth – Gogol Bordello. Good goddamn. I hope the new year crushes me in the sheer magnitude of its magnificence. 2008, ‘bring it on’ (George Bush II, what a fucking asshole).
We had a wedding party at Yoshi’s and are having another one at none other than Anarchy Pony’s house in a few days (we're serving 'whore pasta'). It turns out she owns half of Brooklyn and saw a rapper’s bodyguard shot dead outside her door. How cool is that? We have one more wedding party in Hong Kong on Feb 27, 2008; and then I think the “Wedding Tour” must sadly end, and make way for some other gimmick.
New Year’s eve will be spent at what might now be the greatest show on earth – Gogol Bordello. Good goddamn. I hope the new year crushes me in the sheer magnitude of its magnificence. 2008, ‘bring it on’ (George Bush II, what a fucking asshole).
3 comments:
Ooo. I'm in your post. Neat-o. Have a great time at Gogol Bordello (soo jealous)! I'm looking forward to running in freezing temps at midnight with my lunatic friends but sad that you and Baby won't be there. And looking forward to the second to last party of your wedding tour! I really like your idea to run porn on the corner TV. Discreet. Classy. I can provide this, if you're serious.
PS. I really am kind of like the Queen of Bklyn, owning half of it and all, aren't I?
Happy New Year All!
Happy New year to you as well!
I hope your Gogol-filled evening was fabulous and that you're kicking NYC's ass.
Pony - I think you should age really quickly and wear grotesque make-up, then insist everyone calls you "the Dutchess". Actually, I may try that myself.
WM, it was truly amazing. Gogol Bordello rocks my world.
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