In some circles that photo would be artist. Not sure how this happy accident occurred, probably a flash and somebody splitting water at the same time.
So some shit went down for the 4Knots After Party with Black Lips at Beekman Beer Garden. Security roughed up some kids, things got out of hand and a whole big mess happened. Once I saw that barricade set-up, I knew this wasn't going to last. Blame Beekman for setting that thing up and not knowing the Black Lips experience. Then security roughing up people who jumped the barricade. Not cool. From my vantage point from behind the speaker, I saw a few guards almost pile drive a few dudes like a WWE wrestler. Then a guard was lifting a barricade and shoving it against people, which is uncalled for under any circumstances. At one point, Cole had to be held back from not getting into with security.
In the end, I don't think a beer garden was the proper venue for the Black Lips. Beekman is a place for douches who want bottle service. I'm sure Village Voice will think of something more creative next year.
So while all of this craziness was going on, I was perfectly fine sitting on the front of the stage, enjoying a cup of tea. Thank God I kept my press badge on or I probably would have gotten my ass kicked. Then again, I probably should get my ass kicked regardless. Desite a mysterious gash I saw of my leg, I wasn't tossed around too much. I consider that gash a badge of honor. I'm willing to shed some blood for the Black Lips.
I don't have many clear incriiminating photos of black guys tossing around spoiled white people, so you'll have to make due with toilet paper hanging from a ceiling fan.