the Menil Collection
Ramon's surprise farewell address brought to mind this story about wandering around the Menil late at night...
It was a long long time ago in a climate zone far far away. My girlfriend and I were major night owls. Often very late at night we had nothing left to do but burn off some energy strolling through the neighborhood. Until one night we were caught off guard by a gang of thieves - two by car and two by foot. They cut us off at the pass about a block from the Menil and made us to lie on our bellies at gun point. They took all our possessions and for good measure whacked my girlfriend on the head with the butt end of a pistol and called her a bitch.
She was bleeding and in shock so I ran into the middle of Sul Ross and stopped the first car to come by. It was a Porsche driven by a self-obsessed young man largely concerned with the prospect of getting a stranger's blood on his leather interior.
My girlfriend needed stitches but otherwise pulled through; that is until she went completely mental and accused me of giving her AIDS - a disease she didn't actually have.
Well, that's my Menil story and with that I say: Houston, you had a good run on the NAP but your frantic cheerleader has found a better squad. The ride could get rougher.
So check out Brightblack Morning Light, makers of bluesy dreamy music and protectors of wilderness. They'll help you forget your Nappy troubles.
Now Uglies!!!
Songs:
A River Could Be Loved
Everybody Daylight
(This music is a couple years old but it's new to me. Been on my player a long time, took a plane trip to bubble up. I was missing something good. )
Chicago Corner - There's a new restaurant just off Chicago but I won't be eating there. Wicked.
It was a long long time ago in a climate zone far far away. My girlfriend and I were major night owls. Often very late at night we had nothing left to do but burn off some energy strolling through the neighborhood. Until one night we were caught off guard by a gang of thieves - two by car and two by foot. They cut us off at the pass about a block from the Menil and made us to lie on our bellies at gun point. They took all our possessions and for good measure whacked my girlfriend on the head with the butt end of a pistol and called her a bitch.
She was bleeding and in shock so I ran into the middle of Sul Ross and stopped the first car to come by. It was a Porsche driven by a self-obsessed young man largely concerned with the prospect of getting a stranger's blood on his leather interior.
My girlfriend needed stitches but otherwise pulled through; that is until she went completely mental and accused me of giving her AIDS - a disease she didn't actually have.
Well, that's my Menil story and with that I say: Houston, you had a good run on the NAP but your frantic cheerleader has found a better squad. The ride could get rougher.
So check out Brightblack Morning Light, makers of bluesy dreamy music and protectors of wilderness. They'll help you forget your Nappy troubles.
Now Uglies!!!
Songs:
A River Could Be Loved
Everybody Daylight
(This music is a couple years old but it's new to me. Been on my player a long time, took a plane trip to bubble up. I was missing something good. )
Chicago Corner - There's a new restaurant just off Chicago but I won't be eating there. Wicked.
19 Comments:
Hey Kilian the downloads aren't working they're just haning there.
Umm is BML Bright Men of Learning? If so the cheerleader would like to get his BMOL fix today. Thanks.
I guess I have to retract the Now Uglies!! command.
Looks like my host server is acting up. The links should work once netherweb has fixed whatever is troubling disclexington.com.
And no it's not BMOL, although I highly recommend they get into some bluesy dreamy stuff. I think they could do that well.
I want to make a gift of pun to you.
"Nappy Dreads"
Sucks you got mugged. Sucks they hit her instead of you, not because they should have hit anyone, but that must have made you feel very weird. The whole "i wanted to help but what could I do" thing... Something I am familiar with since being attacked or with people who were attacked in my presence. I think the NAP is doing fine.
Hey W, what do you mean by "the ride could get rougher"?
For Houston? For the NAP?
I'm confused.
I've been mugged at knife point. Fun, no?
i miss the menil, but i don't really miss houston after having my head mistaken for a soccer ball by a couple of gangbangers on tuam street. i was on my way to lola's, and after dealing with the cops i still got drunk that night.
Living not too far from the museum in the early nineties, I was broke and living in a seedy part of Houston with my girlfriend at the time.
She was having a major asthma attack on that particular day, and she was out of her medicine. I found myself facing a moral delima. Either watch her suffer and perhaps die or rip off some primatene mist at the local grocery store. After quick deliberation I chose the lesser of the two evils.
I nervously made my way to the medicine aisle. I spotted what I needed and slowly but deliberatly put it into my pocket.
Checking to see that the coast was clear I walked very nervously and shifty eyed toward the exit of the store.
All of a sudden, POW!!!!!! I was attacked by several sackers, tackled to the floor and taken to the main office where an unsympathetic manager had me thrown in jail.
My girlfriend made it through her crises. I had a left black eye, a fat lip and a major bump on my head. Eventually all charges were dropped. We broke up about six months after that episode.
My memory of Houston almost twenty years ago.
Reformed Theif and jaded lover
Thanks Claire.
Please all, replace "troubles" with "dread" in your mind re: the above post.
I think the NAP is doing great too - to respond to you and John. I mean, I'll miss Ramon's posts...and in that regard NAP loses one of Houston's most positive town cryers.
So I was keeping it ambiguous but mostly by "ride could get rougher" I was referring to anybody coming to this site for gung ho Houston indie show reviews.
Sucks they hit her instead of you, not because they should have hit anyone, but that must have made you feel very weird.
That's because I was hiding under her shirt. No, not really. It was because she had the balls enough to be snide and condescending towards them while I was just trying to give them all our stuff as fast as I possibly could.
I'm with you on that one, W. Give it away and be happy if you live to tell about it.
We will unquestionably find no larger local Houston indie cheerleader than Ramon.
I too have ridiculous Menil stories, since I used to live right on the perimeter in some truly horrific apartments. After downing a mini keg with a "friend" of questionable worth, and after tiring of his endless attempts to talk me into learning to play Led Zep's Nobody's Fault But Mine so he could accompany me on harmonica (which he couldn't play), we went for what is increasingly becoming a common NAP practice of walking the grounds after hours.
Eventually we were brushed by cops who were investigating robberies in the area (nice). My "friend" started giving them shit to which the head cop told me that I ought to shut my friend up before he ended up in jail.
That, folks, was a tough call.
Fucking loved the Crib story from the Chicago corner. Food jocks are truly the front line of crazy in pop culture. I love that sort of hyperreality. Love the wine bong too. Utterly retarded.
Comment #4.
Okay, I admit it. I fell for it. Well done.
“Ducks and geese aren’t the only animals that you can force-feed for big livers.”
I'm wondering if the Chef is talking about his guests.
And this one puts our type in a whole new circle of hip...
"One night it was held in the back of a Lower East Side bodega, the next in a subway power station, but at every elaborate multicourse bacchanal the chairs were filled with artists, musicians, writers, bloggers, and other chefs."
didn't that used to happen with csaw and malcolm would host and some lawyer who was acting as chef would cook up bizarre foods and invitations would be sent out? zz top showed up? or are these more fables?
ramona, i do remember one of the people involved with csaw being a "bankruptcy lawyer" who wrote food articles for Public News under the name "chef bob". this guy and malcolm had a serious falling out.
malcolm was always telling stories about famous people being at csaw. supposedly, i was on stage once with edward albee (Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?) in the audience. who can say for sure?
Where is Malcolm?
I imagine him in a speedo, with cataracts, hustling some new generation homosexual into feeding him fruity drinks because he used to be famous. Where is that guy? He looked like Micheal Bolton. I can remember the look he would get in his eye when I would tell him he was cut off.
I met Edward Albee at Diverse Works probably around the same time you sat in the audience with him Brian. Were you in some Nodler show?
Chef Bob! That's the guy.
Malcolm. Last I heard, he was in Galveston not doing so well physically and didn't want anybody to know. Possibly dying. That was at least 7 - 9 years ago.
But then, I swear to god I saw him in Austin mere months ago with some kind of haggard looking woman at the CVS off Far West. And I thought, that can't be him as he looks younger than the last time I saw him. And, in THIS neighborhood? But I noticed they were making a really big deal out of the anti-wrinkle cream they were buying. Buying it, checking it outside, comparing coupons, taking it back in, and I thought, that is valid Malcolm behavior and no wonder he looks young - he's buying some damn good anti-wrinkle cream!
And that made me laugh all the way home.
Nobody else thought it was funny.
Guess you had to be there.
Malcolm, hustling homosexuals? Am I mad or doesn't he only hustle straight guys, like Kyle Phillips?
Now that you mention it John... I did only see him hustle straight guys... to the point that he had their balls tied up in rubber bands after he got them drunk enough... Homosexual or not? You be the judge... If they play one on Television....
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