1st Thursday Art Roundup

poor al livepainting

Despite the fears of all of the gallerists on the street, a little drizzle didn't stop 1st Thursday. Although many packed umbrellas, a decent crowd came through, keeping the gallery busy most of the night. Here at Walled City, Poor Al painted furiously against the powers of mega-humidity, while answering the varied questions of the public.

I wasn't able to leave the gallery, but apparently Taso Papadakis' place had quite the shindig going on, and everyone was talking about the amazing underwater photography exhibit up at the Beau Damon Richard's Gallery. I'm really looking forward to seeing Hiroko Momii's new show at The Loft, as well.

Oh! But There's More: I totally forgot to mention the "music" coming out of Godmother's. Every 1st Thursday, a totally amazingly bad cover band sets up in their front room, and blasts recycled butt rock right out their front door, drowning the street in the sad youth of its patrons. Nowhere in the galaxy will you find a more wretched hive of totally burnt out drunks. This month, however, we were blessed with a new cover band, that managed to strategically assasinate a variety of hits. Nothing beats hearing white 40 year old dudes belt out Brick House, and then further their aural tortures with the classic Jimmy Buffet Margaritaville lyric "Blew out my flip flop."