Waiting outside the slightly derelict Pier 57, then waiting inside in the nearly pitch-black space, an eerie feeling was taking hold. Curtains were drawn to block out the last triangle of light coming off the West Side Highway. The vibe was reminiscent of a haunted castle ride at a long forgotten amusement park- spooky, and with growing expectation, and a bit of anxiety for what lay ahead. Spiritual music began to play, but the show did not begin for quite a while yet, building the anticipation, the closer we got to the show the deeper we went. Then, with an invisible flourish not unlike looking up to see the face of someone who will become important to you in life – the show began.
story by Lisa Radano
photos by Aeric Meredith-Goujon
Waiting outside the slightly derelict Pier 57, then waiting inside in the nearly pitch-black space, an eerie feeling was taking hold. Curtains were drawn to block out the last triangle of light coming off the West Side Highway. The vibe was reminiscent of a haunted castle ride at a long forgotten amusement park- spooky, and with growing expectation, and a bit of anxiety for what lay ahead. Spiritual music began to play, but the show did not begin for quite a while yet, building the anticipation, the closer we got to the show the deeper we went. Then, with an invisible flourish not unlike looking up to see the face of someone who will become important to you in life – the show began. Continue reading “Siki Im Takes You”