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With the demise of Dakota,
Trilogy takes over as the ultimate UES ughfest. Pushing the stereo
to decibels not heard since theater owners first played that THX "the
audience is listening" promo, and filled with enough smoke to
gag a dragon, Trilogy has nightmare written all over it. Sprinkle
in a healthy dose of sneering, ass-panted, sweater around the neck,
twenty-somethings and dudes who were certainly popular at their Westport
high schools, and you get what everyone hates about this part of town.
This whole scene doesn't really start until after eleven or so--when
moving, nay breathing, becomes difficult--but prior to that the wooded
space isn't horribly overbearing, and can actually be somewhat pleasant
if you're able to grab a table away from the blaring speakers. [MF]
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