What's Wrong

Yesterday, I was part of a prolonged album launch, reading at an “activation” celebrating The Dare’s What’s Wrong With New York? as one of three women (Megan Nolan, Zans Brady Krohn) setting a scene, so to speak, before several musicians and DJs performed to a small crowd on the sixth floor of a building on East Broadway.

It’s the start of September, and so the end of summer, and this city is good at making that seem less depressing by packing its schedule with little events like this one, where one can buy merch, hear music, and have a can of Bud Light from a cooler in the corner. They are occasions to wear our new outfits.

I read a shortened version of a piece I wrote for issue 1 of Nuts, a meandering story that has no title because it was cut up and dispersed throughout the magazine. I thought I’d copy it (the version I read last night) here, because no part of it has been online before: