Day 1, 11:35 p.m.
My first night at Basel. Here with Mitzi Jo, checking in at Bardot in Wynwood for a private party featuring a performance by Perry Farrell. He’s launching a program called “Precision Guided Musicians” that I can’t figure out, even after reading the press info. Bardot is a cool venue, though. Lots of art on the walls, shelves stacked with carefully selected random items – sort of ‘haute kitsch.' Perry is performing with his wife, Etty. I’m curious to see what type of music they’ll play. I’m guessing that Etty is that fake-busted-blond-Asian woman everyone wants a picture with.
Day 2, 1:15 a.m.
Favorite Basel Accessory: Flask of whiskey.
Day 2: 2:30 a.m.
Barely escaped from Bardot and the Farrells’ drug-tinged show. Wander around the design district and encounter a cluster of ominously placid giant inflatable striped things. Am I imagining this or is this really happening?
This article appears in Dec 16-22, 2010.