*Photographed by our fearless lensman, Patrick McMullan.*
At some imprecise moment over the last decade or so, Lou Reed morphed from groundbreaking rock’n'roll genius and primogenitor of everything cool into a scrawny, wrinkle-necked old man in outlandish clothing. There must have come a moment when Reed, who turns 66 next week, realized that the good old black leather motorcycle jacket was no longer appropriate on a man of his years. That was fine as far as it went; but instead of deciding to dress his age – which of course need entail no sacrifice of style – he made the classic mistake of dressing like a much younger man; practically a teenager, and a partially lobotomized one to boot.