Stuck in the Meyer
West Palm Beach gets a Soulfull of big names.
"It took me some years to really understand mass consumption versus love and truth and how to reconcile that with the machine," Hill said. "The machine isn't worthless. You just have to learn how to deal with it."
Well put. I guess that goes for me too. Handling celebrity egos is my job, and when shit like this happens, I just gotta deal with it.
Once again, it's back to last week's column, in which I talked to Ray Carbone of Ray's Downtown about the history of his venue. Carbone mentioned a performance by Candye Kane, in which the 250-pound pianist whipped out her boobs and used them to bang on the keys. The day the column went live on the web, I got an e-mail from Kane denying that she performed "topless." I told this to Carbone, but he stood by his quote. "That's certainly the way I remember it," he said. Kane still denies it, though. And since they're her boobs, I'll let her have the last word. "I did not expose myself at Ray's," Kane wrote. "I do have rather large cleavage that may confuse men who are used to women with smaller breasts."
"Mammary and Ivory," anyone?
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