24
Sep
09

gaby: sometimes you are in your early twenties and you just date a lot of total dickheads

gab

So I was walking down Bowery today–and dear reader, can I just take a moment here to tell you how much effort and anxiety went into the first sentence fragment of this blog entry? Whenever I talk about New York in a venue that is read/ heard/ seen by people who don’t live in New York, I get really antsy about coming off like a New York-centric asshole. Like, sure, you can say “I was walking down the Bowery, a street in Manhattan”, but doesn’t that make you sound like some guy who went to Harvard but refuses to say the word Harvard? “I went to university in Cambridge, Massachusetts.” Yeah, that guy. No one wants to be that guy! But then if you just say “I was walking down the Bowery,” you also run the risk of being a New York-centric dick who thinks everyone on earth knows what “the Bowery” is because it is a street in a place that is sooooooo important and of course you should be familiar with the highways and byways of my life because New York is sooooooo important. I mean, it is and you should be, but I don’t want to be a dick about it. So anyway, I went with the first way. The Bowery is a street in Manhattan that has traditionally been home to a lot of things like transient hotels and residencies for the homeless, and also places where semi-unpopular art forms were practiced, like CBGB, the Bouwerie Lane Theater, and the Amato Opera–all scrappy artistic operations performing works that the general public had little taste for, and all now closed so that the Bowery can slowly and gently gentrify into a place where all you can do is buy $700 shoes to wear around your luxury condo.

So, with all that information in mind: I was walking down the Bowery today after work, and saw some super obnoxious art by Ryan Adams in the window of this very obnoxious art gallery called The Morrison Hotel. The Morrison Hotel sells, like, fine art photography of rock n roll, but in an annoying way, like everything is really really expensive and they’re always having exhibits like “New Rock Photography by Joaquin Phoenix!”. And right now they are mounting some big exhibit by Ryan Adams, and you are a hip person reading this blog so I don’t need to explain Ryan Adams to you, nor why someone might totally hate Ryan Adams–I only need tell you that I feel Ryan Adams is a total douche and I am not a fan of his thoughts, expressed in any artistic medium. Did you know he also writes terrible books? But I digress. I didn’t go inside to look at his work, but some of his paintings were in a window–little painted people holding picket signs that said varied obnoxious things that were supposed to be ‘provocative’, I guess in the way that “the Man Show” was supposed to be provocative, i.e. displaying a totally mainstream opinion unpopular among people who are enlightened or astute or interested in culture or whatever and then being all “Ooh, did that scare you, little cultural elite baby? That’s because it was TOO REAL!” Anyway, the only sign I remember from the paintings in the window said “The Bowery is for bums, not art.” But you know what, the Bowery kind of IS for bums, not art!  So, though it was supposed to be ridiculous or extreme or whatever, that sign was completely accurate. Whatever interesting art was once there is now gone, so I would actually feel totally comfortable walking around with that picket sign, protesting the turning of a homeless shelter into a store where teenage Russian supermodels can buy Swarovski crystal-encrusted codpieces (note to New York readers: I still like the Bowery Poetry Club, though!).

“The Bowery is not for your terrible art, that’s for sure, Ryan Adams,” I thought to myself.  “Man, Ryan Adams is such a dick.”

And then I remembered, with a start, that he was married to Mandy Moore. I (like an ever-lessening number of women my age) kind of identify with Mandy Moore. Of all the Hollywood 20-something celebrities around, she’s the one who seems the most regular, the one who’s pretty good at a bunch of things but not that amazing at anything, to the point where you convince yourself that you could be her if you only lost 30 pounds, but obviously you’re not going to, because who wants to lose 30 pounds just to be the celebrity that everyone thinks is most like them? It’s called “Everygirl Syndrome” and it is what drove Katie Holmes into the mouth of madness! But anyway, so I have always had a soft spot for Mandy. I even saw “A Walk to Remember” in theaters, though I am a conscientious objector to both Nicholas Sparks and saving your v card until marriage. She strikes me as a nice gal.

I pondered the life of Mandy Moore out there on the sidewalk for a minute, trying to figure out what led her to be married to this complete a-hole Adams at the tender age of 25. And then I realized: Mandy Moore likes to date total dicks! The facts speak for themselves: among Moore’s previous public conquests are Wilmer Valdaramamamamamama (he owns all those annoying restaurants in LA with Ashton Kutcher that are like factory farms for total dicks), that tennis guy, whatever his name was (he seems like a dick–pro tennis guys always seem so mad for no reason!), Zach Braff (Zachbraff is Dutch for “dick”), and now she is married to Ryan Adams! And I realized it was a function of her age. For when I was in my teens and early 20s, I often liked to date dicks as well! It is a terrible time in a young person’s life, and often a time when one is interested in dating complete and utter dickholes, because you are still a few years away from realizing that dicks aren’t the only guys who are funny, and also that a lot of their jokes aren’t even that funny, and that they are actually mean to you a lot of the time because they are scared of life, not because you can’t do any better.

I thought to myself, “Oh Mandy! If you had just waited a few more years and not gotten married at 24, you would have realized there are guys who are also really cute and respectful who like you– guys whom Courtney Love will never accuse of stealing her money on her Livejournal! And you can date/ marry them! But now, you are stuck with a total dick, maybe forever, maybe just until you mature enough to want to divorce him. I don’t understand it either! But I feel for you. If not for the grace of God, I could be married to some guy who says funny stuff while we watch tv but then refuses to introduce me to any of his friends.” Of course, I am projecting here. That’s all that celebrities are good for, projecting. Mandy could be a complete dick herself, and she and Adams could be a beautiful match and love each other forever and birth horrendous, evil children who taunt baby dogs with lunch meats. But I would like to make a public service announcement now: if you are similarly afflicted with dickicus attractivus, as I once was, I beg you to wait until, at the very very least, your late 20s before settling down, or you just might get stuck with a total dick for life. Confidential to people who are agonizing right now over how your own taste in dudes is for ones who are total dicks–I promise you, if you are motivated, you can grow out of it. Keep working it, it works, etc. You hit your late 20s and it just kind of vanishes, maybe because you start being able to love yourself, I don’t know. Confidential to everyone else out there who has always just wanted to date nice people and never understood the appeal of dickhead guys: you can get married or whatever whenever they want (yes, I am telling you when and how you are allowed to become permanently partnered, because I am the total boss of you).

Man, writing is too hard. Now wonder I haven’t done this in months! I’m gonna order some pad thai.

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10 Responses to “gaby: sometimes you are in your early twenties and you just date a lot of total dickheads”


  1. 1 Applepants
    September 24, 2009 at 8:16 pm

    Don’t forget she dated DJ AM, which made the least sense of them all I think. Is it too soon for the artsy folk of Teh Bowery to hear jokes on that? There’s got to be one in there about missing crack like candy . . .

  2. 2 Sandy
    September 24, 2009 at 11:15 pm

    So I get you think you’re cool, but you’re working too hard at it. I’m a big Ryan Adams fan,
    have been for over ten years, never have understood why people think it makes them cool to diss him but whatever. I’ve just always wanted to say that to someone who sounds as world weary-pretentious as this column.

  3. 3 gaycondo
    September 24, 2009 at 11:32 pm

    So true. I had no idea Mandy Moore had married Ryan Adams, blech! He seems to fell into the category of “if I dress like a hipster, no one will notice that my art totally sucks balls!”
    Also, I remember when we went to see A Walk to Remember in the theatre. Was that because Theresa was in love with Mandy Moore or something? Boy, we did some dumb stuff in college!

  4. 4 Gaby
    September 25, 2009 at 12:48 pm

    Oh my god, my first-ever diss comment! I am so excited, this is like the internet bat mitzvah I never had. You have apparently always wanted to leave a negative comment for a stranger who wrote something negative about Ryan Adams on a blog, and now you’ve done it, so I am excited for you too, Sandy. Maybe we should go get some celebratory muffins??!!!

    Also, Sandy, Ryan Adams’ art is boring and that’s why I dislike him, not cause I’m cool, and not cause I hate you. How is one “world weary-pretentious” for using Adams and his public persona–which is pretty calculated to be rude and dickhead-seeming– as a jumping off point for a personal story?

  5. 5 Chris
    September 25, 2009 at 7:55 pm

    I thought Ryan Adams was (totally unfairly and undeservedly) going out
    with Parker Posey. Hmm, guess that was a few “starlets” ago, eh?

    I’d read a few accounts of Ryan Adams being a dick, so had GENERALLY
    assumed it true. Then again, I know someone who shared a drinkie or
    two with him and found him charming. So, I guess I am NO HELP there.

    I still don’t think he deserves to go out with Parker Posey… unless
    they’re both egotistical assholes (kind of a Ethan Hawke/ Uma Thurman
    deal), in which case I am in error.
    I guess if he is, in fact, married to Mandy Moore, he is NOT going out
    with Parker Posey at all… unless they have a starfucking-free-for-all
    going on… which is OKAY, if that is what they agreed upon!

  6. 6 stephen
    September 26, 2009 at 8:08 pm

    barp and yuck! i’ve never commented on here before, love gaycondo and don’t know who ryan adams is, but this post is exactly why i left new york – i guess it takes a pretentious dickhole to know a pretentious dickhole.

  7. 7 gaycondo
    September 26, 2009 at 11:33 pm

    Dear Stephen,
    Gaby most certainly doesn’t need any one to swoop in and defend her….

    but…

    Gaby is totally spot on in everything she said…..sorry.

    heart
    jon

    ps: I totally love your blog too… geez!

  8. 8 gaycondo
    September 27, 2009 at 12:02 am

    I knew the readers had voices! I just knew it!

  9. 9 Gaby
    September 27, 2009 at 12:06 pm

    I love how knowing the details of Mandy Moore’s personal life is apparently the cutting edge of pretension these days. I am open to being ragged on over the internet, I would just enjoy having someone explain to me exactly what is pretentious about using pop culture archetypes to talk about your own journey towards being able to date people who are able to love you back. PS Jon I love you.

  10. 10 stephen
    September 29, 2009 at 2:17 am

    haha – oh well, i was just defending the presumed artful and cultural intelligence of your readers, but i guess we will just have to agree to disagree 😀 xx

    oh and ps: i read online that the proceeds from ryan adams (who again i do not know) art show went to housing works bookstore cafe, a nonprofit organization committed to ending AIDS and homelessness – god what an asshole!


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