last night marked my first time to prospect park as well as my first time seeing david byrne and brian eno live (for free). We got there at 8:00, stupidly, when the show was supposed to start, not taking into consideration any type of line. well, we were greeted with people waiting in a queue of doctor seuss proportions and twists, winding all the way around the park. we decided against conformity and instead drank forties on the hill and watched the screen. it was better this way because of the fact that we could pee whenever we wanted on trees and not be hassled by the po.
the show was awesome. during his last song, byrne donned a ballerina skirt along with about five ballerina backup dancers. it was pretty glorious with the ring of multicolored light behind them since they were all dressed in white, and appeared to be changing color with the stage set. afterwards, it gets a little hazy.
having finished our forties, we went to a mexican restaurant that i can't remember the name of in williamsburg, where beer and margaritas were distributed and james threw up. i was okay though, colt 45 sooths my stomach...not. then came trophy bar where we came to see justin miller spin new order and joy division tunes. however, after we realised whiskey was only $3 and accordingly consumed a few, we realised it was time to get some vegan sandwiches at hana deli on metropolitan and union and row down the creek home.
next morning, fassbinder's in a year with 13 moons guided us through our hangover and into the light of day. the light of day that will lead us to vanessa's dumplings to get sesame pancake vegetable sandwiches.
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