Okay, RAD!! Thanks to TSpinks for alerting everyone to Prince Harry's monumental (goose-)misstep! The third in line for the British throne wore a Nazi desert costume, complete with swastika armband, to a fancy dress party. (FYI, "fancy dress" is Queen's English for "costume.") The ginger-haired young scion must've smoked a bit o' crack after his third pint. The best part? It's a mere two weeks until a British delegation is set to attend ceremonies in Auschwitz to commemorate the 60th anniversary of the infamous death camp's liberation. Nice timing, my liege! So is Harry a gobbing young punker of the old school? A rising star in the exciting world of Neo-Fascism? A Dadaist? A fucking idiot? Wait and see.
The management urges all to attend See Something/Say Something, an upcoming group show at LeffertsSpace in Clinton Hill, Brooklyn. The opening reception is January 22 at 8:00. Good friend and excellent artist Alexandra Olson is among the 30 New York artists featured. It should be a great opportunity to check out some new talent, have a cup of bad white wine, and even buy some art.
Okay, I don't usually talk about work here, but this is just too cool. I've been asked to review a Morrissey biography for Publishers Weekly. Actually, I have done a lot of reviews for them, but this is only the second music-related book. The last one, a truly by-the-numbers Psychedelic Furs bio, was among the most boring things I've ever read. The same can't possibly be true this time. How can The Moz be boring??
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