Monday, November 18, 2013

Sundays at Cafe Tabac

When we first moved from San Francisco to New York at the turn of the century, we thought we'd seen it all. We thought, "oh gay culture, lesbian culture, straight culture, we're from San Fran! Whatever." Of course New York is New York and nothing in any previous cultural experience can prepare you for the pure crucible of style, expectation and applied intelligence that happens here. It was not long before we was hanging out at Beige drinking bottles of champagne in Edwige's private corner booth watching all the artists, bon vivants and fawners pass by to give the grand dame their best wishes. A friend is now helping to make this movie and I'll be stoked to see it turn out. A bit of history that is alive.

Check it out here.

2 comments: said...

this is awesome! thanks for your write up and support of our project. as the director of the film, i am especially stoked bc not only have we come out of the same downtown scene, but i'm also an avid surfer. to get a write up for this project on a surf blog brings me endless joy!!! :) Despite the tragically depressing flatliners freezing situation of our coastline, with no surf trip in sight, this totally made my day. THANKS!!!!

EditorialBoard said...

Super glad we can stoke you out. Very glad you're making the movie.