Living with Legends
Hotel Chelsea Blog
Category: Personal Accounts
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Nice profile of Rosanne Cash in the Jan. 22 issue of The NYTimes. We learn that Rosanne’s daughter is named Chelsea and she reminds her mom of a Southern, female, Leonard Cohen when she sings. If that’s not enough of a Chelsea connection, about a week and a half ago a couple of our favorite…
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From an article in the New York Times about the Chelsea gallery scene. Daniel Reich, another Chelsea dealer, has opened a second space at a place that so far seems inured to gentrification: the Chelsea Hotel. Called Daniel Reich temp., it will reopen in March with a group show organized by Nick Mauss. (Source: NYTimes,…
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Readers of this blog are going to be thrilled to learn that one of our nice neighbors has taken this crazy Internet thing to the next level and launched Chelsea Hotel Vlogs and Pods. Before it’s too late to vote, let them know which "dead or near dead resident you’d like to hear from in…
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If you were at the Hotel Chelsea back in 1978 you would be grabbing your coat and heading to the fire escape. I was recently talking to one of my neighbors about the big fire of 1978 and she recalled that Tex, who used to always play music in the lobby, knocked on her door…
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From WFMU’s Beware of the Blog comes a tale of a failed suicide here at the Hotel Chelsea. I find it hard to believe that someone jumped from the roof and lived. Perhaps this is the guy we heard of who flung himself down the stairwell and bounced back and forth off of the wrought…
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And Renee Ricard hides in his room. If Sienna had waited until the holidays to stop by maybe she could have caught the slug fest that went down in the lobby between Renee and The Painter. Sienna wants to hear Edie’s voice and has been told that the brilliant artist René Ricard might have rare…
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If you don’t have a fence and styrofoam cups to decorate with make a snowman from your used light bulbs. (Our light bulbs are always blowing here at the Chelsea so we have plenty.) Suggestion from blogaholics.
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A blog reader from Tennessee sent us a Christmas card. Here’s what she wrote: Here’s a local decorated (styrofoam cups) chain link fence for your Christmas card. Native Tennessee surrealism.