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Friday, January 07, 2005
OK, I have to admit this intrigued me.

Hello New York Friends,

I wanted to let you know about the upcoming Edie Sedgwick show on
Wednesday, January26th at Northsix...Perhaps you've heard the name: after all,
Edie was a Sixties It-girl, Warholhanger-on, Dylan muse, and all-around
drug-addicted poor-little-rich girl. Sadly,she OD'ed in 1971, leaving Spaceship
Earth without the benefit of her generalvacuousness. Happily, she was reborn at
the dawn of the new millennium within the body of Justin Moyer (alumnus of the
Dischord bands El Guapo and Antelope). The purpose behind her reincarnation? The
only relevant activity available to an artist seeking stability on our era's
shifting sands:


But why? Why sing songs about Molly Ringwald and Tom Hanks? Because Edie
Sedgwick knows the world is tired of both meaning and its absence. Because Edie
is equally sick of activist anthems and insipid, I-inspired irony. Because Edie
offers a Third Way: the substantial song about the substanceless celebrity. Edie
does not serve a lame political cause du jour, but serves and cares for
Sigourney Weaver and Arnold Schwarzenegger the way Woody Guthrie felt for Sacco
and Vanzetti or John Lennon felt we should "Give Peace a Chance." For this is
what Edie is: the beautiful blank; the long-legged, saucer-eyed savant that is
nothing but her culture's mirror; an eloquent ghost in the machine. She is the
Campbell's soup can of the Britney Spearsdecade.

Ah, you Haverford kids.