Last night special-PBox correspondent Wilma Hathaway ventured forth to Sagan Lockhart’s Odd Future photo show. I am too old and lame to have even known about it (publishers shouldn’t know about such things), so Wilma thoughtfully reported back. TELL IT TO US STRAIGHT WILMER!
After nauseating anticipation, my friend Omari and I arrived in Greenpoint at 1pm, six hours before Sagan Lockhart’s photo exhibition and Odd Future get together was said to begin. We sat on the line in the ninety-degree heat fueled only by pizza, milkshakes and liters of Arizona iced tea. At 7:30 pm, the doors finally opened, thankfully, as we were both borderline hallucinating after the nearly eight-hour wait.
We waited in the gallery space in minimal air conditioning until everyone arrived, fashionably late of course. The evening’s happenings consisted of Jasper Dolphin yelling ‘motherfucker’ into the microphone regularly, Tyler throwing mini Whoppers and Hershey bars at unsuspecting fans’ heads, and Hodgy Beats greeting each guest very sweetly, a huge bottle of booze in hand.
Every one of them was incredibly nice and very willing to sign anything from your skateboard to your Odd Future sock, they were also more than keen to take several photos with you if you wished. It was a great event and wonderful to see Earl Sweatshirt and Tyler, The Creator reunited at last.
GOLF WANG!
