Desi, Desi, and Desi [composite]
McShane's twenty-first birthday party at my railroad apartment on Tenth Street. These are the only pictures of Byron with the other Desis.
Design was tightening up and we were standardizing that san serif lower case desi.
We were also dropping the conjunction and the commas.
There were so many places! Playing a show often involved carrying my large amp down four flights of steps and then rolling it down 10th Street—the Vox Royal Guardsman was mounted in a tubular aluminum chassis with wheels—to a club two or three blocks distant. Getting it back up four flights of steps was a real drag, however. Once I left my guitar (a '63 Stratocaster, the only guitar I had) in the hallway. My neighbor across the hall retrieved it and took it into his apartment, and we reunited in the morning.
Fun Gallery was next door to me (photo by Jacek Tylicki)
The one-story building next door was an old carpentry shop where a cat used to sit in the window, sometimes all day. Then the Fun Gallery, the first influential East Village art gallery, opened and the cat was gone. In its place were Bronx graffiti artists like Futura 2000 and downtown guys like Kenny Scharf, Keith Haring, and, inevitably, Jean-Michel Basquiat, who were defining the East Village art scene of the 80s.
Part of a contact sheet of the Desis at A7 by photographer Sarah Barcus.
Sarah was introduced to us by my friend Eric of Salon Bonton; she was a charming and talented woman and her photos were probably lost when she died. When I go there will be stacks of negatives my wife and daughter will have to apportion or toss; the digital stuff (including this site) will disappear the first month I don't pay for my cloud storage.
...my sister Susan was getting married. She lives in Montana now and has celebrated multiple anniversaries.
Tom Enright's 1982 OSU football schedule
