These past few years I’ve ridden the Temptress float in the annual Halloween Parade. Same again this time out, so off I go to wrassle up some film, have a quick meeting in Park Slope, and then head down to the staging area on lower Sixth Avenue. This year I’m the lame guy who didn’t put together a costume. Again. I’m, uh “With The Band,” that’s my costume this year. Yeah. That’s the ticket. Photos above are from the 2001 parade, in a city still reeling from September 11th but putting on its best brave face.
