Perry Farrell is the latest headliner added to the John Varvatos "I Desperately Wish I Was A Rock Star" Ad Tour.
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The opening act, Iggy Pop, was admittedly brilliant. But then, you added (blarf) Velvet Revolver. I'm surprised you haven't included krappy Lenny Kravitz in your Rock 'n Roll Fantasy campaign yet. Now: it's Peretz Bernstein, shot with his two beautiful Great Danes on The Bowery, about a half a block from your boutique in the fumigated former home of CBGB. It's a damn cool looking ad, JV. But? You're still just a clothes salesman. And while I'm here—Hey Perry? What the hell happened after Strays? That album fuckin' rawked (no matter what the clueless pussies at pitchfork said). And then, bam, Jane's immediately crashes and burns again. What a fucking come-down, man. Btw, who's your NYC Weed source? related: I killed CBGB; Varvatos opportunistically dances on the grave of Florent; and Varvatos saves Queens, NY. (scanned from the September Esquire)