Where have all the cowboy (and other ironic tattoos) gone?
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I was recently sent on assignment for another magazine that I have the good fortune to wield a pen (um, keyboard) for in defense of the written word. As I was new to this online publication, they sent me an a fool's errand to Williamsburg to cover some hipster love-ins the editors most likely thought below them. It was their loss and my great pleasure as I was blessed to hear the incredible talent of Frank Gratkowski who is, without hyperbole, one of the greatest experimental jazz musicians of this time.
What special alchemy do these magicians have? Not only can they turn economically deprived neighborhoods to modern-day Shangrilas but, now, apparently, they can remove ink without surgery? Have I gone completely insane or has anyone else noticed this un-trend? |
Tattoo TAGS: hispters sailor jerry pirate ships jazz frank gratkowski |
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Good riddance to the ironic tattoo. Humor is lost when the joke plays out every day of the rest of ya life. Except of course if you're Jerry Lewis in France.
I don't know, though I'm stoked about Frank Gratkowski being featured! Awesome, in an unironic and un-postironic way.
In all honesty, Frank Gratkowski is an amazing musician. As usual, it is that which is barely heard which makes the loudest noise.
i knew i should bought a laser removal kiosk at the mall years ago.
Ironic tattoos in Williamsburg aren't gone. You just aren't looking hard enough.
Double answer: you might have to go a bit further out to bushwick these days and most folks are still sporting the long sleeves of winter.
On that note, who wants to donate to Pat Sullivan's Donut Tattoo Fund?