described as being wide enough to contain everything from Spike Lee's Hollywood-financed dramedies, to Lorna Simpson's photo-text and its landscape of female symbols, to the revamping of the classics by Armani-clad jazzbos
who had no use for the avante-garde [sic], to hip-hop's deification of Malcolm.
This is when some of the world's greatest jazzbos
meet for the St Lucia jazz festival, one of the biggest music events of the year in these boppin' islands.
might object, but then, these people don't know how to dance, do they?
The exhibition was an instant hit, and for weeks Exit Art was filled with punks, socialites, homies, lawyers, jazzbos
, fogies, and Parsons grads, all seemingly spellbound before walls of twelve-inch mandalas.
, after all, really are cultist and elitist.