Last Friday, around 9 p.m., some friends and I happened upon a concert at East River State Park in Williamsburg. A Weezer concert.
It was at capacity, so we found our way to a bench about a block away where we could still see and hear the concert. A bench behind a soccer field.
The field was brimming with young folk on this Friday night, all clean cut and athletic looking. The lights from the field reflected brightly off the glass walls of the neighboring condo building, which rose at least 15 stories high, and as Rivers Cuomo segued deftly between covering MGMT to covering Lady Gaga, it seemed as apt an epitome as any of what my boyfriend calls “the new new Williamsburg.”
“People are awesome!” Cuomo shouted, by way of audience interaction, but of course all my friends and I could talk about was Pinkerton and M. Butterfly and how disappointing it was when we realized Cuomo had an Asian fetish.
Next week is Modest Mouse.
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