Thursday, June 30, 2005

Operative Cake Corp.

The city I used to live in, had some places:

The Shabby Crab's, run down pacific theater themed liquory, extensive collection of flotsam, great fries.

Donovan's on Division, dreary dive adopted by young creative class homeowners, home of "Fucking Budweiser Fridays".

Soapcheese aka Love Shack, mirrored mosaics and plastic figurines everywhere, closed since 96.

The Mockingbird, former all-ages venue, Teen Novella played their first concert there, now it's a vegetarian restaurant where you can place your order over the internet.

I read some books when I lived there:

Nine Years Ago: a young writer looks back at 1995, terrible, the opening salvo in the Gallipoli of micro-nostalgia we are now mired in.

Decay, also terrible, twenty-something meaninglessnessesque literary mincing, many predicate-only sentances, misused semi-colons.

single.com, guess, guess what it was like to read a book called single.com.

Select All, Unity and Diversity in the Digital Age, god, just shoot me.

There were quite a few galleries:

Gallery 577

Gallery25

GalleryFour

The Warehouse

The Gallery at the Warehouse

Galleryspace

Art19

Art on 23

Galleryworks

Art+Work Gallery

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anlo Gibon said...

Didn't Gallery 25 merge with Galleryfour and become Art=29, That's what I heard anyway.

4:44 PM  
Blogger Larry Forney said...

You're thinking of MinusArt.

5:25 PM  
Blogger Wax Harlow said...

I can't believe you didn't mention all the hours we frittered away shrinking the pots down at McMezurasheb's, home of Cell-Phone Fridays, Bone-Cold Taps, and Cooksday...when cross-eyes eat free.

3:26 AM  

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