It seems somehow fitting that the Japanese-born conceptual artist Arakawa, who once outfitted a Long Island house with “level changes meant to induce the sensation of being in two places at once; windows that seemed too high or too low… and an absence of doors”—according to his obituary in The New York Times—kept a home with an elevator shaft containing a non-working elevator. That domicile, a six-story townhouse located at 124 West Houston Street, has just hit the market for the first time since 1967.
The asking price, however, is very 2013—Warburg Realty’s Gordon Roberts and Eastern Consolidated hope that the property can fetch $22.5 million.
This Deal Ain't Going Nowhere
Goldman Sachs is rethinking its plans to market a bond offering backed by royalties from songs written by Bob Dylan and other recording artists, the Financial Times reported last night.
The deal would raise cash for Sesac, a privately-held Nashville company that owns the exclusive rights to the public broadcast or performance of music by Mr. Dylan, Neil Diamond and Rush, among others. According to reports earlier this month, the company was working with Goldman on a $300 million offering backed by the royalties it receives from its rights to the music of those artists.
In what will be the second biggest Bob Dylan-related news item this week, the 71-year-old premiered a new track from his upcoming album Tempest during a preview for Cinemax’s post-24 counter-terrorism show, Strike Back.
Earlier in June, two months after the death of Levon Helm, the drummer and strongest singer in The Band, I received an email with the subject line, “The Band Reunion.” This was curious because they were a five-piece—Rick Danko, Helm, Garth Hudson, Richard Manuel and Robbie Robertson—and there’s very little left of them now. Mr. Hudson and Mr. Robertson are the only surviving members and, aside from an appearance at the 1994 Rock and Roll Hall of Fame induction ceremony, the two have rarely played music together since the Band’s full line-up performed their final show in 1976. This reunion, at the Iridium Jazz Club last Friday night, would be no exception. Mr. Hudson was sitting in on a set with Jim Weider, who replaced Mr. Robertson as lead guitarist when The Band reformed in the ’80s, but that was good enough for me: there’s enough of a legend to The Band that simply being in the same room as the man who played accordion on “When I Paint My Masterpiece” feels downright significant. There’s a lot of history, too, most of which has ended in tragedy.
The Observer has learned from a source who spoke on condition of anonymity that Gagosian Gallery will present an exhibition of Bob Dylan’s paintings in New York in September.
Artnet reported this morning that the gallery has added Mr. Read More
The list of the artists, writers, musicians and sundry other creative types who have lived at the Chelsea Hotel is staggering: Bob Dylan, Charles Bukowski, Patti Smith, Robert Mapplethorpe, Janis Joplin, Larry Rivers…
So, apparently, is the list of artworks that have disappeared from its walls over the years.
Michael’s Twitter feed–the only source for our favorite midtown brasserie’s granular updates on celebrity guests and, also, yoga tips–alerted us that one Robert Zimmerman is dining there now. We called the restaurant, which obviously isn’t shy about giving away its celebrity guests, but the front office said they had no Read More
Planes Trains & Automobiles
It’s two of our favorite things: Robert Zimmerman and infrastructure wonkery!
In honor of the minstrel’s 70th birthday, brilliant blog The Infrastructurist has compiled a list of the Top 10 Dylan songs about roads, bridges and levees, wherein “Only those songs with direct titular and lyrical links to infrastructure were considered.” So yes Read More
Where Legends Slept
The Hotel Chelsea has had a long, illustrious, debauched run. From its simple beginnings in the 1880s as an apartment cooperative and the city’s largest building in the heart of what was then the theater district to a bohemian hayday that saw such residents as Bob Dylan, Patti Smith, Arthur C. Clarke, Robert Mappelthorpe and Read More
The entertainment of yore haunts Manhattan this week: Sex and the City 2 hobbles into theaters Thursday. This spectacle has nothing to do with our lives and so we plan to avoid it. As a general principle, though, we feel you can never go wrong with people or things of the past. On Wednesday the Read More