i’m getting ready to go down to miami for the winter music conference and the dancestar awards.
i haven’t been to miami in years, i wonder if it’ll be warm and nice and if i’ll be able to swim in the ocean and yes, i know i sound like a 7 year old.
on tuesday night at the dancestar awards i’ll be doing a version of ‘walk on the wild side’ with perry farrel and paul van dyk. i love the idea of perry singing ‘walk on the wild side’, it almost seems as if the song were written for him.
and it’s got a line about miami, so it somehow seems relevant.
and the ‘new york city is the place where they say “”hey babe, take a walk on the wild side””‘ which is possibly one of my favorite song lyrics of all time, even if the 21st century version of the song would probably be:
‘new york city is the place where they say “”well, the co-op board is pretty tough but i think that as you’re making an all cash offer of $3.5 million they should be fairly accepting as long as you don’t have any pets””‘
or ‘new york city is the place where they say “”i can’t wait to get home and take off my mahnolo’s and have some foix-gras””.
new york still has it’s fair share of degeneracy and debauchery, it’s just not as times-square-1977-shattered-jean-genie-etc visible as it used to be.
and the trannie hookers in the meat packing district might have been replaced by models in town cars(not too dissimilar now that i think about it) and the peep shows in times square might have been replaced by stores selling ‘finding nemo’ merchandise, but new york is still a wonderful place to live and occasionally plum the depths of depravity.
ok, off to myjammy.
-moby
