David Byrne in Prospect Park for free!? Pretty exciting right? Wrong. Epic wrong! It was such a zoo, full of Babyland (aka Park Slope) old-timers hating on Sass Central (Billyburg-Bushwick-GP) but mostly hating that they're old-timing, and forgetting that young people with a snap for fashion are entitled to their own form of social sass, whether it involves fierce LA-face or silence, or catwalk posture. P.S. David still knows how to get funky.
The Goran Bregovic show was less stressful. We actually got to see the show this time and the crowd was full of amazing, friendly (equally sassy and kinda crazy, like an old man that was dressed like a neighborhood flasher) faces but what was most exciting was the amount of men that had voices like mountains and heights to match. The only word that left their mouth that I could understand was "vodka" and the man-mountain right in front of me had a profile like this:
and I thought, "shouldn't you be on some Ancient Greek pottery somewhere?" There were gangs of gentlemen with amazing profiles congregating like they were conducting some serious "family business" and that. I knew they looked dangerous, but I couldn't stop looking at them!! I'm pretty lucky I got out alive, right?
