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Sean Lennon's Irving Plaza Show Is BYO Hummus

Sean Lennon
Considering he's been a famous New Yorker since birth, you'd figure Sean Lennon would get gigs at New York's top concert venues. But, in fact, tonight marks the first time John and Yoko's son will headline medium-size Irving Plaza (or should we say Fillmore New York?). He's pretty psyched, even if it means playing for a crowd of old friends who've been witness to Lennon's personal soap opera, so he's focused on putting on a good show. We spoke to him about it — and his mom and the state of the record business — last week.

Sean Lennon Has Sensitive Eyes

"He's got sensitive eyes," said a man in fingerless leather gloves into his walkie-talkie. The black-clad, tattooed security guard at Bowery Ballroom last night wasn't having a sentimental moment. He was answering a colleague's question: How strictly should the no-flash-photography rule be enforced? Very strictly, it turned out. But despite the guards' best and sometimes brusque efforts, Sean Lennon's concert was all flash photography. For reasons that have nothing to do with — and are perhaps unfair to — him, Sean's shows have an invariable tinge of a get-photographed-with-Santa session (or, as it were, Son of Santa). His curse is that he looks less like a child of John and Yoko than like an "If They Mated" Photoshop job — even, or especially, with the current wild-man beard.

Danny Meyer Reviews His Critics, Inhospitably

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