
Show Review: Pretty Lights Private Brooklyn Gig
I’m laughing to myself on the crowded L train hungover, unshowered, sleepless, sweating and very late to my new internship wondering how the fuck I’m going to explain 8:30pm – 3:30am last night to all of you fine people. To try and frame Tuesday night for you, someone asked me “how I was doing?” to which I responded: “I’m sitting on a Brooklyn rooftop, with a view of Manhattan worthy of being my screen saver, drinking free vodka, about to watch one of my favorite artists thro