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    New York’s Premier Alternative Newspaper. Arts, Music, Food, Movies and Opinion. Cushy.

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    not quite counts as a movie. Kevin: get it together!), but there better be a miserly MBV McCarren show later this summer, or else I’m tempted to ruminate the guy is just a dick. It all boils down to a hotchpotch of the previous complaints, which on their own, I admit, aren’t really much. So the show is wonderful exclusive? So have most of the best shows I’ve ever seen. So the show is super expensive? So what, mega-fans pass on similar amounts to see Dylan’s sputtering blah, or get within a pole’s jog of Thom Yorke’s googly eye all the time. Really, ATP NY is just the snob indie interpretation of the , a pricey vacation with an artsy pedigree for financially blessed in-group sophisticates. It’s a refrigerate show, but bullshit must be called: ATP glorifies bands from a certain portrayal of stubborn artistic integrity and self sufficiency (golden, virtuous, indie rock), and draws lines between the then and the now. In this attempt, the ATP party unwittingly betray the sad distance between ’80s DIY and Catskills splendor, and more. If the cushy croquet rave-up of ATP is the coolest kid at school, it shows just how muffled that old indie rock is, how weirdly removed from its foundation this thing called indie happens to be. This doesn’t mean I don’t want to go. With respect to article: read here