Matt Harvey checks in on the latest art exhibit -- Hell Purgatory or Paradise -- at Mars Bar. As he wrote in NYPress.
Lucille Bignon, who rocks a 1960s-era soul-girl look, complete with beehive hairdo, said: “Everyone here is crazy, you don’t know when they’re going to snap,” Her eyes widening beneath heavily shadowed black lids, she added, “It’s a weird portal to Hell.” A regular sitting on a barstool countered that, “there are no frat boys, so its heaven.”
So, all is well.
correction: there's no frat boys pre-8pm. hell, i'll say 10pm. come any friday night or saturday night and it, like every other bar in the neighborhood, is douche central. (especially saturdays. light beer haven saturdays. ugh.)
ReplyDeleteIt's best in the morning, when the rising sun shines through the front windows and casts a warm Maxfield Parrish-like yellow glow over the gently slumbering codgers who were too sauced to escape the shuttering gates at 4am...
ReplyDeleteIndeed, Goggla!
ReplyDeleteI love this mural.
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