When I arrived in Manhattan more decades ago than I care to remember, the word on Chelsea was that the neighborhood was on the cusp of change.
One of the more celebrated residents at the time was Anthony Perkins, if memory serves, plus short and long-term occupants of the Hotel Chelsea, including the late composer Virgil Thomson.
Decade after decade, the mantra about the neighborhood was this: It’s going to change. Finally, like a broken clock, Chelsea did undergo its transition from seedy to select. (more…)