Last Outpost of Bohemia
Living With Legends: Hotel Chelsea Blog
The Hotel Chelsea, since it was built, has contained most of the heart of the really signifi-cult art movements of the hardcore rads.
I, Vaspers the Grate, lived there once, for a short period, back in 1988 or so. If records are kept of all guest registrations, my name, Steven Streight, will be discovered radiating in the record.
My dream was to perform music at the Chelsea Hotel, record it, and release it to the public:
(or: The Swimming Skeleton Keys, or: Str8 Sounds Mind Removal, or: Chuck Hickey and the Love Bites, or: Purple Potato Pie, or: The Yellow Microscopes, or: The Ceilings and Floors of Tomorrow)
"Live" at the Chelsea Hotel, NYC
I will do so someday. Until then, while I'm physically half a continent away, I can be digitally present via...
Living With Legends: Hotel Chelsea Blog
--Last outpost of bohemia--
Doesn't it just figure that the hippest spot in the visible universe also has a perfect New Super Blog, already carving out its niche in the grand and glorious Blogosphere 4.0?
There is nothing to criticize in this blog. And believe me, out of love and respect, I tried my damnedest. I shook this blog, threw it up in the air, stomped on it, kicked it around, dumped a pail of cold creek water on it. Nothing happened. It remained intact, warm, and friendly. It's invincible.
You think you'd like to jump in and start your own blog, you should have a few blogs that you like and are also high quality. Good writing, smart thinking, nice design, right intentions, usable functions, memorable title, meaningful tagline, correct methodology, comments-enabled, web-friendly text, and relevant topics.
You'll find all this and more at Living With Legends: Hotel Chelsea Blog. This art/historic/lifestyle blog does what basically all blogs, from teen diary to CEO blogs, should do.
7 Statutes of Blogging:
Let's look at a few of these statutes and see how well this fine blog does at them.
INFORM: Brief descriptions of events at, or related to, the Chelsea Hotel and its residents, are presented with finesse at the Living With Legends blog.
All Tomorrow's Parties -- Nov 28 - Dec 4
Monday, Nov. 28 5:30 & 7:30 p.m.
Seamless, the latest feature documentary by fashion photographer/filmmaker Douglas Keeve ("Unzipped") revolves around competition for an award established by Vogue and the Council of Fashion Designers of America (CFDA) to help up and coming young designers. Resident Hotel Chelsea fashionista Sally Singer plays herself.
Monday, Nov. 28, 7:00 p.m.
The Half King reading series will feature defense attorney M. Chris Fabricant. Fabricant's book BUSTED! Drug War Survival Skills, contains illustrations by former Hotel Chelsea resident R. Crumb.
The Half King, 502 West 23rd St., NY NY
Tuesday, Nov. 29, 8:00 p.m.
Andrea Geyer: Thoughts on Spiral Land. A projection, a work-in-progress.
Hotel Chelsea, Grand Ball Room -- FREE
Tuesday, Nov. 29, 7:00 PM
Clayton Presents will be showing mid 80's Pyramid Club- Drag nights and Whispers. Dressing Room, Eichelberger, Ethyl (1945-1990), International Crysis (1951-1990), Hapi Phase, Adora Van Davonport, Tabboo, Wendy Wild (R.I.P.), Olympia, and others.
Pioneer Theater, 155 East 3rd Street, NY NY
Wednesday, Nov. 30, 9:00 p.m.
Discoteca Flaming Star & special guest Mahalchick. Glamour and glitter, anxiety and depression. Berlin-based DFS mix it up in a new performance for the people of NYC. And Mahalchick reinvents music’s avant-garde, like, every time he performs.
Hotel Chelsea, Grand Ball Room -- Free
Wednesday and Thursday, Nov. 30 & Dec. 1
The legendary Patti Smith will perform a rare complete version of Horses.
Brooklyn Academy of Music
Thursday, Dec. 1, 9:00
Norman's Big Night Out presents "A Naughty Night on The Continent." The evening promises all of the guilty pleasures of the past and present with a saucy all-European flavor!
Scenic, 25 Ave.B (btw. 2nd & 3rd) $10.00
Yves Klein (creator of the Chelsea Hotel Manifesto in 1961) is currently the focus of two exhibits.
A museum-quality painting survey at the L & M Arts Gallery ( "Yves Klein: A Career Survey;" 45 East 78th Street, to December 10) and seven late fire paintings made of torched cardboard at Michael Werner (4 East 77th Street, to December 23)
mounted a framed poster of Elvis, from the Vegas period, doing one of his famous dance moves. Why this is there, in the midst of all the original paintings, I have no idea. We seem to have had a slackening of artistic standards at the hotel lately—my own work is ample testament to this truth—and apparently one of our deranged dorm-denizens reverences Elvis to a fanatical degree. But I guess I can see that: he is the King, after all. I have an idea who the culprit is: there’s this guy with long black hair who goes around in jeans and a black leather jacket, an old rocker. I never have spoken with him, as he keeps odd hours, but one time an elderly lady told me he drove her crazy with a 24 hour marathon of Elvis Music on the 20th anniversary of his—Elvis’s--death. “Jailhouse Rock”, “I’m All Shook Up”, “I want To Be Your Teddy Bear”, “Blue Suede Shoes”: the nightmare begins to take form. Though the lady who told me about the infamous “Heartbreak Hotel” music marathon is notoriously prone to exaggeration, I figure anyway it’s got to be him.
I lugged the pedestal down the few flights of stairs and placed it in front of the Elvis poster, then ran back up and got three candles. These I arranged atop the pedestal, in a fitting memorial to the man who sang “In The Ghetto”.
It was my most ambitious work to date, and I was quite pleased with myself. Though the effect would certainly have been heightened had I lit the candles, it seemed like it would have been dangerous to go off and leave them burning in the halls. But after all, perhaps I should have lit them, perhaps that might have warned off the infidels, for my Elvis altar (though not the Elvis poster!) was ripped down and carted away before the night was done, and by the morning not a trace of it remained. They didn’t even bother to check the price in the catalog. It was going cheap too, I can assure you of that.
I believe art should be for everyone, and I’m sure that accounts for some of the hostility toward my work. The snobs and elites in the art world—they who would strangle the soul of true art--are just not ready for this kind of challenge to their illegitimate hegemony.
The Bastards. Everybody always puts up their art on the walls of the Chelsea—most of it good, but some quite atrocious--so I figured, why shouldn’t I put mine up too? I expected my medium, garbage art, to be respected here, if nowhere else. But genius is just not appreciated in this world, even, apparently, in the Chelsea Hotel. Maybe they think I’m making fun of the vaunted creative spirit of the Chelsea—which I am, but so what? Pretension should be mocked. Let’s not take our art, or ourselves, so seriously. My “art” is an ironic commentary on the art we find throughout the hotel, and perhaps also some sort of critique of our throwaway society. But let’s not think too hard about it, because actually I think I just drag things out of the trash for the hell of it, because I have nothing better to do. On the other hand, this may not be that far off from the reason why many people, including probably many great artists, create art.
But now, to get back to the pink ducks: finally, one of my creations is allowed to stand. At first someone kept knocking them down, but I kept putting them back up. This went on for more than a week. Originally I had them turned to face one another atop the transom, but finally I turned them in the same direction, and this apparently satisfied my critic’s aesthetic standards, for the vandalism stopped, and they’ve been up for about a year now. It feels good to finally have the fruits of my labors recognized—though I’m sure my poor little ducks will be knocked down and stuffed deep into the bowels of the trash from whence they came as soon as anybody from the hotel reads this. (AHCB #2)
(Next Week: No More Garbage Art)
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[signed] Steven Streight aka Vaspers the Grate
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