1988
DecemberBest tunes
I suppose bring the noise, who could have thunk that during the Daisy Age, these guys from NYC could bring the thunder. I ended up writing a book with the lyrics of "Night of the Living Bassheads" as the connecting refrain of all the stories. Cause as you know, I'm talking about BASS - or it it Base?
Moving on upMay
Moved the crew out of Moffat (kind of getting a bit concret-y and desolate out there) for the awesome awesomeness of Fulton Market and May St. Finally a decent studio, Rope style with 100 feet of 16 foot tall windows that look out upon downtown. And a roof to go with it. Inspired, I scrounge around the very soon to be gentrified abandoned warehouses and find these glass tubes, which make a pleasant enough piece called 'X'. The fun part of this was the lumiline bulbs, so the piece has a very 'stringie' effect, and the 'joke' of crossing the electrical lines, which hold the whole thing together. Of course they don't cross but this may be one of the first art pieces that only an electrician would appreciate.
In 1987, I feel a disturbance in the force...