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- Apr
In New York, we get used seeing celebrities at concerts. For a while there, it was hard to hit a rock show in NYC and not run into David Cross, Paul Rudd, or the cast of Law & Order: SVU. Nothing wrong with that. There are plenty of poseurs out there, but a lot of these guys are real fans. And who says being famous and liking cool music are mutually exclusive? As long as celebrities are using their personal connections and PR clout to support bands and enjoy music -- as opposed to, say, climbing onstage with J&M Chain -- we're cool with it.
But the thing about celebrity sightings is that they usually conform to type. Matthew McConaughey, hirsute and hippie-dancing at SXSW, for example, or Ron Jeremy rubbing elbows with Peaches (not sure if we'd want to rub anything against Peaches at this point, but hey, he's Ron Jeremy).
What, then, do we make of the curious case of Danny DeVito?