Sometimes when arguing with friends about art and other stupid things you wind up in strange territory. We went to a couple of shows in Chelsea on Friday evening only to run screaming from the middle aged angst and wannabe MFAs. Not soon after our escape this debate started with Delacroix's Journals and devolved into a quest for the most spastic rock stars ever. It had something to do with art nerds and the lengths we have gone to in order to meet girls. I was at a loss (total nerd) until someone (henri) threw this into the mix - and really - who can argue with this....

and this:

and to complete our Spastic Monday this one:

Costello is a total nerd genius and our champ of the art rock star spazzed out contortion competition! Your foot will be tapping or doing whatever Elvis's foot is doing. Your leg will be moving in ways you never thought possible. And your head will be bobbing out of time to the music. Happy Spastic Monday!