What's going on, Albuquerque?

Nothing ever happens in Dirt City

Nada, zilch. zero. No siree, Billy Bob, nothing going on here.

Take this weekend for example, Albuquerque would bore you to tears. Think New Hebron, Indiana on a Friday night. A scene so god-foresaken desolate, detassling corn feels like a party.

Take for example, Albuquerque's First Friday Artscrawl and all that pierced nipple art (not safe for work) at the Factory on 5th. The stiletto vixens strolling through Sumner & Dene downtown (no, not you Mimi Stewart, but you were hardly disguised in that cowboy hat).

Oh the jaded indecency!

The art oozing our city's streets like noxious vapors of sin and freakishness. Exhibit A shown below, your honor. Sample taken from Copper Avenue just this very weekend.

Trapped. Trapped, I tell you, of life in Dirt City. $12 might buy you a White Samurai Roll in NYC and here all you get are rental snowshoes and a trek at 10,000 feet. The horror!

Dare I even mention the huevos rancheros at Church Street Cafe, massage by Liz at Betty's, and phở with Sophie at Cafe Dalat?

Terrible. All of it terrible. Nothing here worth pulling off the freeway for.

L.A., now that's where you want to be.

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Comment by Factory on 5th Art Space on January 6, 2008 at 10:43pm: You Rock!

Comment by chantal on January 7, 2008 at 8:18am: Thanks! Hey, I couldn't find the name of the risque artist you featured but wanted to link to her in my story. Can you tell us what her name is? I think she also has a website...

Comment by Adelita on January 7, 2008 at 9:26am: You know what bores me to tears about Dirt City?

1. When you have to pull over onto the side of the road because the orange and red glow from a sunset is so bright
2. When your daughter tells you to look at the Sandias because she wants her room painted the same fuschia color at said sunset.
3. When you drive to your mom's house and you have to drive so slow because of all the quail and roadrunners on the driveway.
4. When the intoxicating smell of green chile roasting almost makes you prefer green over red.
5. When you see Neil Patrick Harris at the Frontier just hanging out with friends eating burritos.
6. When the Lobos beat the Aggies. Woof! Woof! Woof!
7. When you find better bead stores here than in Manhattan!
8. When you go to Duran's Pharmacy for lunch and your giant homemade tortilla is just dripping with butter.

Wow. This place is sooooo boring.

Comment by Heather on January 7, 2008 at 5:03pm: What about a Tuesday night say next Tuesday (1/15/08) at Sumner & Dene at 6pm to find out more about Indians...from REAL Indians....

Comment by Girlmarie on January 7, 2008 at 10:54pm: This post makes me depressed and I have no idea why.

Comment by Heather on January 8, 2008 at 9:11am: Check out the website www.anatvco.org or the events section on this site to find out more....

Comment by Girlmarie on January 8, 2008 at 3:36pm: I figured it out. The world, much less Albuquerque, is not my oyster.

Comment by Fenton Ayres on January 8, 2008 at 10:29pm: Hi Chantal! I am the risque artist of Desert Penguin Photos that you mentioned above! Thanks for the mention! Feel free to contact me if you should have any questions!

Be sure and come by the Factory on 5th in the coming months and check out the great work by all the artists there!

Comment by Paula Manning-Lewis on January 9, 2008 at 11:20am: Thanks for the Factory on 5th mention! Fenton's art is not only awesome, HE is a really cool DUDE!

:)

Comment by ABQSkippy on January 9, 2008 at 9:37pm: Fenton is a wonderful artist. He is very creative and does unusual work. Check out his website!