Lou Reed's Soundscape at the Celeste Bartos Forum
Lou Reed’s soundscape, Drones (in honor of his birthday), at the Celeste Bartos Forum, was attended mostly by the thirty somethings of the early 1990s, once handsomely confident, dressed in black. Some showed a hint of medicated mania until the droning began in a dark room with two mirror balls and bean bags. A violinist followed me as I prowled the room, a skeptical scowl on my face. But then I felt slightly intoxicated, then euphoric. As the droning began to sound like the Ride of the Valkyries, I heard ancestral voices and mocking laughter and I was joined as one with the darkness and the mirror ball lights. Everyone was flat on the floor by then except for an elderly rocker who drew a face on a blackboard, wrote “Judy was here” across it and then scribbled, violently, all over it. I think this is the sort of thing that used to be called a Happening.
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