Diary 💗 I didn't know I was going to a concert

Spontaneous music exposure, GATSA!, and Harry Nilsson fans on an NYC night

“There’s a concert later, you should stay!”

Three nights ago, two supremely friendly art gallery staff members were telling me that there would be live music in one hour.

I was standing in a massive room at 54 Crosby Street in Soho (former location of the “cultishly adored” retailer Totokaelo), surrounded by art from a show put on by Stilllife, a Gen-Z f…