In 2012, a slew of rock-star writers published disappointing novels, and a bunch of actual rock stars wrote crappy memoirs. There were some bright corners, but let’s begin with the aging rock stars. Time is not on their side. Read More
On the afternoon of Friday, April 6, in the burgundy-walled basement of a two-bedroom apartment in Chelsea, a lithe, dark-tressed woman named Heart was snipping the newly bleached hair of Janet Dailey, a reflexologist, into thin layers. Nearby, four lanky members of the rock band The Academy Is … lounged on faux-fur-upholstered couches. A mop-topped Read More
“Yo, George! Nice tan. You’re blacker than me!”
George Hamilton was enjoying a leisurely stroll along West 125th Street when the remark, lobbed by a beefy man in a security guard’s uniform, stopped the actor in his tracks. Shoulders back, head slightly cocked, Mr. Hamilton unleashed a dazzling display of tooth enamel that underscored the Read More
Ugly George was calling from a pay phone. “I’m outside right now, cruising,” he told The Transom. A third voice came on the phone. His latest conquest? No, it was the recorded voice of an operator saying that the pay phone needed another nickel. Ugly George–his real name is George Urban–patiently complied, as he would Read More
