• Hockey star Sean Avery takes initiative and scores an internship at Vogue, because he loves fashion so much. He gets to do traditional intern tasks such as posing shirtless. Later he makes lots of straight sex jokes.
• Ryan Adams, musician and romantic icon to Sheila, interns for BlackBook magazine, in order to get publicity for his album or something. His fashion does not noticeably change afterwards.
• And now, Kanye says he wants to intern for either Louis Vuitton or Raf Simons. He hopes to learn enough to actually release his own fashion line, something that was scheduled to happen several years ago.

  Three's a trend! [NYT; pic via. Kanye also dabbles in music, allegedly.]

Notice the last line there, "I miss you bug."

Sure, that could be Moore. But maybe it's Courtney Love, or Frances Bean Cobain, and Adams is about to pay both of them back and apologize WHILE HE STILL CAN (i.e. before Love stabs him to death). Stranger things have happened! (Disclaimer: A stranger thing has never happened.)

[Ryan-Adams.com]

• Tyra Banks is to dress as Michelle Obama for Harper's Bazaar, thus ending all rumors about the prospective first lady being kind of crazy and off the handle. [NYM, P6]
• Ryan Adams is supposedly a big jerk who doesn't bathe, Googles himself constantly and regularly verbally berated Mandy Moore. When presented with this allegation, this is the strongest his flack could muster: "I don't think any of that stuff is true." He sounds reasonably certain, people! [Post]
• Rosie O'Donnell left her apartment door open! Dead?? Robbed?? Or just hiding hiding from Julia Allison? [Julia Allison]
• Conrad Black's wife is shocked — SHOCKED — that Henry Kissinger was conniving and Machiavellian with regard to his friend Black. Who would expect that from Henry Kissinger?? [Post]
• The CEO of Blackbook admitted models are invited to his New York and Miami apartments for "shoots," but said he's not around when the come by. Or at least he wasn't around at the shoot in Miami. [P6]
• OK! and Us Weekly are supposedly sending "twice as many staffers" to the Democratic convention as to the Republican convention. Wait, OK! and Us Weekly are even going to the Republican convention? [Daily News]
• When she's not making Anderson Cooper blush, CNN's Erica Hill will now sometime tease other people on the CBS Early Show, apparently. [TV Newser]
• Someone's trying to develop a reality show about cougars in New York. [P6]

I've been dealing with the truth that i have at times been a bad example and/or glorified self destructive behavior...

Regardless of varied judgments as to my cultural relevance, i am thankfully alive and exercising my joy in creating...

i've realized and accepted that if people decide to dislike me, they're going to find reasons to justify disliking me. there's nothing i can do about that. that said, it still does pain me to be accused of fictional crimes against innocents or to be implicated in romantic gossip involving the possibly reality-challenged—however unreliable the source or outlandish the accusations. in the end, however, i know that i have never done or even meant anyone any harm.

anyway, the lives of public figures are so much more boring than anyone can imagine. honestly.

Oh Courtney. You did know, didn't you, that handing your Amex to a cute young rocker boy for a period of weeks would, someday, end with heated demands on your part and with him then basically saying, "I'm sorry you feel I owe you money, there's nothing I can do about that, life sure is crazy?!?"

Next time: limits. You know you could! We wish you would!

[Ryan Adams]

Sunday, July 20, 2008
Dante's Inferno

so it took 5 years YES to get all 29 amexes sorted through and an absolute time line, so WHAT?
have YOU ever willingly ever had 29 amexes? NO! me neither. and when you see a passing "Guitar Center" charge on an amex if your a musician do you double check it? NO! so i had to got o my production manager as that year was especially horrific, and we made a time line, you have NO idea what that few years was like for us, and you'll all get it soon, as its just a terrible descent into Dante's Inferno and because i simply do not suspect evil in people, so if some loser is making two albums unlikely as it seems at once and there's charges for entire outboard gear , fabulous dinners while i scrounged to feed my child - well sorry but I'm fucking PISSED, that's that. Ive tried to "communicate" but am i really supposed to call or write or have a lawyer call or write the former "Business Manager" who applied for the 74 Visas and 29 amexes and enabled all this insanity and say "oh out of the XX,XXXXX you stole would you mind paying for some suck ass indie album"
how does one do that?
i had a very heavy evening but since we are becoming terrifyingly great, I'm happy to oblige you Gawker people for about oh one more millisecond.
Otherwise we are amazing and I'm listening to Lanegan in the wee hours very loud, and he as always is so underrated and so fucking evocative and an American Treasure, and i wonder what hes up to. not an indie record which sucks, not anything he does.
NOT TRYING TO BE DYLAN!
just trying and succeeding i hope you'll agree at finding my voice
its alright ma, im only bleeding
Corkaroonie [Courtney's page]

Did she just quote Alice in Chains Faith No More [Just had a sec to check my old cassettes—Ian] in that last line there? I don't know about you, but I'm starting to think she's pretty dreamy.

Ryan Adams you fucking weasel. deal with it.858,00$
Current mood: determined

Listen this is another open letter
this to a beyond mediocre piece of shite- maybe its just my moment to fucking get the knives out of my back,
but in any case between 00 and 04 before ....well a dark pit of shit and fake names and insanity follows with lots and lots of people counting on Kookoo cherry not being able to prove things- and thats for another day- those people have not played chess with me.
But i was sitting with some people going thru the 29 american express cards that i didnt know existed that were connected to a few HUNDRED bank accounts,and there were all the bills for Ryan Adams worst record and one of the worst records i can think of in rock and roll history ironically called"Riock and Roll " and it was paid for by ME and mostly by my child.
and when i met Ryan we had a mild little flirtation, why not? but i made the deathly stupid decision to instead of just have very safe sex with him ( hes pretty dirty and man ive been around but im the virgin mary comparitevly) or make friends. no i fucking pimped my useless , ridiculaously terrible loser "Boyfriend" ( who ironically Edward Norton hates no one any more than this fuck and for good reason , yet Edwards OWN business manager put Barber up on West XXth street kitty corner from Edward, Barber could see into Edwards Apartment, and then he had his own Dean and Deluca account and an ABC Carpetand Home account and spent about 250,000 on furniture and another 600,000 dollars on travel, this loser who hasnt had a job since 98 - while Frances didnt have hardly enough to eat and i sure as hell didnt) i pimped Barber onto Ryan,"oooh hes a great producer"- maybe it wasbnt honourable0 i just wanted Barber gone, so maybe i used Ryan to get him gone,
yeah you listen to this shit im listening to my i tunes on right now who names a record "Rock n Roll" what assholes do that?

Got it? Me neither. Maybe Courtney can clear it up.

with these trebled up guitars my bandmate said sounded like "really horrific rem on steroids" all treble and compresssion and shit wirtten songs - but so what?
well on my amex atthat time the 858 but also from bank accounts....theres 200,000 thousnad dollar checks written to Barber for "comissions" ididnt even know where the fuck he was ! but here on Amex 28 is the entire invoice for Ryan- your ENTIRE album and meals and drugs and Hotels and outboard gear and wasted fabullous guitars STRAIGHT OUT OF FRANCES"S TRUST FUND
So you little shit, maybe you had NO IDEA right? is that why you used a hysterical voice mail of a very terrified and flipped out me- for your worst reviewed record and well deserved too, this record is shite totally one of the worst recordings ive ever heard yet Ryan you YOU spent 858,000 dolllars on this record of MY DAUGHTERS MONEY. so whats your paying me back plan? illbe in New York next week , you can start by working out your payment plan, because i will litiagate your thieving ass from here til eternity, your a thief and i used to think you had some subtsance to you then i find out your being managed or your money is by Victoria Blake? is that POSSIBLE? whata great PAL that lizard like cretin is t o you and i hope you had fun that week in :Jamaica" whilst more of my kids money was being shoved offshore- but thats not the point- Billy may have made my kid cry but i wasn't in the room - he's family and he always will be- he just laid his Billy trip on a person a little too young for it- I'm over it. but YOU RYAN, OWE FRANCES 858<000 dollars , so should isend the amex copies to Blake and he "staff"? because i would enjoy that very much,what a really good friend to leave you with someone whose been diagnosed as an "utter psychotic" by a professional foresnic psychiatrist.
This record sucks i mean WOW!
is this what youd like me to tell my kid a fraction of her money was stolen for this shite "Rock N Roll " cd shall i post the outboard gear and 4 seasons billls and fancy Nobu dinners, ahh so thats why you released two records at once where you getting paid a salary to let Gollum "produce" you cos we both know what a reall fucking genius that guy is, and this isnt about Gollum- hes inthe hands of the professionals, i walk away now knowing everything, all of it , its disgusting and its a fucking nuclear explosion of greed i dont think american history has ever seen but no other artist was ever involved in this scandalous vile behaviour ......but you were and i note to self; you suck on this record with your bile towards me, ande its gutless and cowardly and shit, and you know it,
Pay me back Ryan, Pay Frances back. an dtake my fucking voice off that piece of shit.

You can read the rest of the missive here, but I'd be remiss if I didn't include Courtney's sign off to Ryan: "still shooting smack? hows that going for you?"

Then I realized: not everything has to be blogged, you know?! (Even though I just did.)

"Women are born spirit warriors and if men were smart they would shut the fuck up and listen and take notes."

GAWKER got excited again that I'd left the internet or something. WONDERFUL. it only helps. we love it here at DRAFINC. keeps traffic moving. THANKS AGAIN!
srsly love/ hate you as much as you do. And your commenters prob need a raise because "should have Saligered himself after heartbreaker" is so weak. I mean, two minutes on the web and you might have said "Love is Hell" and maybe fans might have bought it. But nobody likes HRTBRKR. only dudes in baseball caps and JM when he is trying to fill the parts of his record that actually matter. For some of us, excellence just comes naturally.

Ryan's srsly love/hate relationship with Gawker reminds me of another certain fameball: one Julia Allison. You guys should get a drink and live tumblr the date. Forget about the fact that Ryan has a girlfriend (does he? -ed). Julia loves sensitive but emotionally unavailable men. It would be great both for your careers and our page views. Just wait for Sheila to come back.

April 17:

April 18:

April 20:

Oh, Ryan—actually, his Tumblr claims that his computer took over blogging for him:

"The man who types on me has system compatibility problems. He has trouble connecting to other systems/ humans. He overloaded his software or runs his system to long. If I were in control of the situation I would require less software and an extra fan for the motor. But what do know?"

This lovely woman who works at our corner shop, she is chinese, she gave me some stuff for my arthritis. My right wrist has hurt something awful the last week. I love her though. She gives me root ginseng andf stuff. Her husband sings or mumble sings to me at night. He can tell when I am sad. He won't let me buy red-bull. HA.

When I started going in there alone after a few years of flowers and juice and laughter, they got protective. In fact, so protective that if I so much as think of putting on patchouli I know I am screwed for smokes and the lovely corner shop mom will "cough- COUGH!!!) dramatically and suggest I go back and shower.

I love this city.

The aforementioned Ed Hamilton's Legends of the Chelsea Hotel: Living with the Artists and Outlaws of New York's Rebel Mecca, came out last year. Inside: The Chelsea Hotel is a new photography book by Antonin Kratochvil and Julia Calfee. 2007's Chelsea Hotel Manhattan, by Joe Ambrose, recalls "extreme living" inside the sacred space. And for those with the taste for the inventive and psychotic, there's the old classic Chelsea Horror Hotel, a novel by the late Dee Dee Ramone.

• While in a British courtroom, during her divorce from Paul McCartney, Heather Mills poured a pitcher of water on one of the ex-Beatle's lawyers. The Times has a scandalous courtroom sketch of the whole thing because they shamelessly support sketch-artist-paparazzi. [Times]
• Courtney Love is supposedly moving to London. "I am fed up with Los Angeles. It's dirty and full of crazy people." [HollyScoop]
• Paris Hilton: "I love Africa in general — South Africa and West Africa, they are both great countries." [Sun]
• Fresh off his relationship with ShopVogue's Jessica Joffe, scruffy singer and internet open book Ryan Adams is dating actress Mandy Moore, and they probably hooked up when he was still with Joffe. This totally calls for a poem, Ryan. [NYM]
• French president Nicolas Sarkozy's recent ex was married in New York's Rainbow Room to a PR executive. The night before, everyone went to Mamma Mia. [People]
• Musician Pete Wentz tried to kill himself after recording a major-label record a while back. [Splash]
• Here are pictures of the Hills' Heidi Montag and Spencer Pratt wearing bunny ears at Easter. "Could they be any more fake??" [IsThisHappening]
• TV host Tyra Banks has a stalker who carries around a big bag of magazine clippings about her. The scary thing is that she carries around her own, even bigger bag of Tyra Banks clippings. The woman is fierce. [Splash]

"Hello Gracie, you're a good little girl
It's a beautiful world, knowing you're out in it
Last time I saw you playing in the yard
You were running with children and the old people were smiling

Do you miss me would you know me at all?
If you walked by my house would you smile and turn the corner
I'll blow you kisses, only make you feel worse
You know you've gotta make the best of the time god has given you

I scratch your name into a wall on the beach with my keys into the side of the pier
I used to sleep so I would dream I was lying with you midsummer
In the grass, in the fields

Nobody was right, nobody was wrong
But somebody had to go
Nobody appears so nobody is gone
Hello, goodbye, hello
Hello, hello, hello
Oh

I scratch your name in my arm with my keys on the beach on the side of the pier
I keep your picture in a frame on the wall of my place down the block
far enough away, it's like I'm not here

You're in my heart and you're in my soul
So I have to let you go
You're in my heart and you're in my soul
But I gotta let you go
Hello, hello, hello, hello
I gotta let you go
Hello, hello, hello
I gotta let you go
I gotta let you go
Goodbye, goodbye
I'm gonna let you go
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I'm gonna let you go
Hello, hello
Hello, hello
Hello, hello"

Related: Ryan Adams's Tumblr

there must be a way to write these things for others to see and still feel nobility and a sense of self unaffected by the eyes of the world.

In no way do I not realize this is insane but I have to try and share somehow. I mean, I am helpless sometimes against wanting to fix the things that were never broken between people. its my nature. its why i play music. so anyway JJ blocked my email. if you like, here is a poem to share. LIGHTHOUSE

when a woman leaves
she leaves
and leaves
with scents
and all the smells
of the house
when a house is calm
go
with
her
she takes with her the essence
of a place
painting the insides invisibly
while you were not looking
or shall I say, I

when a woman leaves
her smells
are small
hells
each much nastier than a sting
burned into your bed
in a fiery ring

and with her went the candles too
white ones, delightful ones
lit from time to time
shining
when she left she took the pictures
too
no diety confusion
or something
either way my retinals are masked with shadows of lines of the burn mark of her face inside
tonight i missed
that scent
that smell
which i why i sleep with her sweater
it is still there
fading in the rest of a wooden ship
with a white flag
and battered sail
from storms passed
where calm is now
a lighthouse is a lighthouse with or without
a light
lighthouse

Awwwww shiiiit! / Look who got a website / That's right! / Dot com, what the fuck / New York City whassup! / Staten Island! / Ancient Sumerians!

One and a half stars! / Yeah! / Aw shit / One and a half stars / Three records sold / My record went balsa wood in India or someplace that I'm not from, y'know what I'm saying?

Never let it be said that Gawker hates everything, because this pretty much made our day (particularly the robotic hook). Please make sure your volume's all the way up, so that your entire office might share in the joy.

Ryan Adams - Look Who Got a Website MP3 [Stereogum]

From: Jonathan Carter
Sent: 8/3/06
Subject: Hi Jessica, its Ryan Adams.

I am not sure if Jossip or Gawker started this b.s. tear down of JJ, but I think it is very unfair to attempt to humiliate someone so obviously "not-asking for this" kind of thing. It is just cruel and meaningless. It adds nothing to the world and only invites harm to people who do not want to be harmed. People do not deserve to be judged because of who they care for, and hard as it may seem to stomach, I have not seen much in the way of trying to lift people up on gawker or Jossip and think maybe the social agenda is on you, and gawker, so obviously obsessed with celebrity.
I have never met such a thoughtful, kind, patient, and decent person in my life as Jessica Joffe.

So what do we think? Real? Fake? The "Jonathan Carter" thing doesn't mean anything, really — it's not like Ryan Adams would have a ryanadams@aol.com email address. Truthfully, the email is so disjointed, perfectly toeing the line of coherence, that we kind of want to believe it.

Earlier: Ryan Adams Deserves a Gawker Comments Invite
Gawker's Coverage of Jessica Joffe

i find it very interesting that people, who are in their rights, to critique records, actually spend time/ have the balls to go so far as to judge the process of how records or made, or how often. As if the process and the selection of songs or the concepts were open to the listener, like a record by an artist was a collective expierence even before a record was done.

But wait — there's more. More than you ever wanted, even. His "transcendental converssations" [sic] continue after the jump.

As somebody who makes records, loves making records in fact, and loves writing songs, I can say honestly that no matter how bad a record may seem to suck or how little it means to a listener, they do not appear as if my magic without a thoughtful process. It isnt as though a person is standing in front of a recording machine thinking, how can i most effectively waste my own time. The MEAN SOMETHING to the person who makes them. And to be inspired to want to create something that doesnt hurt other people and is come kind of expression of their expierence on earth is by far a better way to spend ones time than to be judgemental and threatened by it.
Music is a conversation. Its open. Its not as if by releasing a record someone is banging on your door demanding you listen. its just a record. so as an adult, make decisions and decided if you want to or dont want to listen to someone when they make music. but you know, people can try and be alittle bit bigger than to demonise someone for playing music. funny how it matters so much to people at what rate music is made as if that affected its meaning. my records mean something to me, and some songs mean things to some people and others mean nothing. thats the point. a shared expierence. i wake up to play music and i enjoy every minute and it can be alot to work on that much music at once. i like to think i work as hard on writing than anything else i do. and to have people invalidate what it means to share my expierences in a song because there are "too many" and to hear people say things like- one record would have been awesome, but three was stuipd is really boring and just sounds bitter. its as if you were overcharged. my records dont cost more because there are more songs. in fact cold roses was regular priced and i made sure of it by losing money to make it available to people as one piece of music. its just information. vital to the story i am telling. so its pretty weird to hear people talk about there being too much information and they would be more informed about my mjsic if there were less. alot of music doesnt make it onto records its doesnt fit the theme or is our of context or simply it is crap. i dont put that music out. but i work my ass off and snake my way through so much red tape and fight so hard to put the records i want to reflect who i am into a public forum where people can choose to listen or not. and i am not asking to be rewarded for it, but if its not your scene then cool. but dont go doggin on somebody cause they want to fucking pick up a pen and tell a story. if these people are so eductaed about the recording process and how records should be, then may i ask, "Where is your record". i imagine there isnt one and if there were to be, they would have to work on it until its perfect. till its 11 songs and they are all essential. so thats my 2 cents. back to the studio. i hope people find their own way and learn to stop hating on everything. hate is the new smart it seems, and the new "smart" is pretty stupid.
have a nice weekend.
ryan jefferson starship double album adams
Posted by: ryan adams at July 14, 2006 09:01 PM

and yes, its me. i dont fucking care. its not like i have a reputation worth protecting. really.
Posted by: ryan adams at July 14, 2006 09:03 PM

Then some other commenters bicker about aesthetics and art and yadda, only for Ryan to jump back in:

let me make it so it is easier to understand. i released three records when i did because, 1. I had enough material written sans music while i was recovering from 6 months of wrist surgery and muscle rehabilitation that i was as prepared to tell a story vital to what led up to my having to go through all of it in the first place. and i lost people i cared about. i felt like sharing that. 29 took months to write, out of endless pages of writing. every song on that record means something to the other and without sounding like it is some landmark record, to call it "crap" or a sound record, well obviously the lyrics are being overlooked. its not crap. its fucking sad. its about myself, an actual living breathing person on earth like yourself who made some music, about dying, about living. i cant believe how little some people think thiws shit means to put out there. and the other two records, which i made with a band that i am in, a band that i love to be in alot, were written WITH the band. where the content goes through 5 filters not just one and means somethingf to everyone in the band. that, in itself, was new and i became as much a messenger as the message. there are alot of really complex and really beautiful moments on cold roses and JCN and sure, some people go "Summer of 69", thats their answer to 7 months in the rehearsal and studio to prepare for doing something like what we did with those three records. all i can say is i broke myself trying to make it all work and it was about ego or dick swaggering to release a fucking record. there were things to say and jams.
what a great world. why would aanybody want to think of this as the dark aages of music because some people want to get up and do their fucking job they were meant to do?
die in a plane crash, summer of 69, crap, etc.
i wonder sometimes why i give a fuck really. its impossible to keep the faith in times like this when armchair critics and people who have nothing but bad vibes for artists are out there with hunting rifles waiting for the ducks to take off and blast em out of the sky every time they want to express themselves. music is wonderful and a beautiful process and i wake up every day and i got to work. its what i do and what i love to do and id like to get better at it but as far as i am concerned anyone with enough guts, anyone brave enough, to put anything out into this world, be it a rush cover band, or what ever band the summer of 69 guys have in their moms basement to a rachmaninov compliation, gets the badge of courage. i see alot of bored people doing their small part in poooling their negativity on people who make art and its disgusting. it really is.
i personally like it better knowing i am on the side of guitar that tells the story. not the side that wishes the guy was dead or wouldnt share so much. and weeding through songs must be such a chore. somehow it has been the light of my life to listen to records and to find those songs that mean so much to me coming out of the same shitty speakers over and over sounding like testimony and truth. i guess i just consider myself a believer, you know, i am still looking for that magic moment and the more i listen and the more i write and the more i play the more i feel that same thing i did when i listened to s.y. sister for the first time or elo on thee radio for thee first time. or mr. saturday night special for the first time. some of those people did die in a plane crash. they were on their way to make some music for some people. they were on their way. busy in their life, telling their story.
the free flow and exchange of ideas and people connecting on these strange plateaus and having these transcendental converssations, i guess i just live for that. its beautiful and honorable no matter what part of it you are on. it really is. and there are always gonna be bitter haters. people who are ready to knock it because there is always somebody better or "cooler" or whatever that means. i didnt learn how to be cool from my records. i learned about who other people were and i learned something about myself from listening.
i guess if i spent more time being negative and dismisssive i might be cool enought one day to unsatisfied enough to limit my view to only myself and what i did not like. then i could come in here and tell people that their life work, their dreams and what they did with them were meaningless and crap and worthy of only a slap on the wrist.
in the meanwhile, i think id like to continue what i have been doing.
participating.
so like Ian said when he was saying what WIRE said, "stand up and be counted"
so stand up. do something then. make a noise. bring some fucking new ideas.
stop fucking tearing people down. get busy.
thats really all i can say. you know, before someone says summer of 69 or whatever again.
thats all.
i get really disappointed with all this sometimes. its very strange.
take care/ take it easy.
x
Posted by: ryan adams at July 15, 2006 06:01 PM

Don't go thinking, however, that Ryan is done philosophizing:

nobody is "better" than anybody else. records arent baseball cards where one is in better condition so its better. they are not fucking speed trial. people aare not erunning laps up and down a tennis court. its not football. its not sports. nobody wins and loses. bright eyes is conor. i am me. starship is starship. its ridiculous to think you could compare and contrast a painter with another or writer or musician. its just pointless. they are locked into their world view and your feelings for art aside, it will never be a collective expierence.
there is no collective consciousness. there is only your view. take it in. and for the record, (ahem...) i dont like the if "he doesnt OD" bullshit. i do not drink or take drugs thank you and am happy to be who i am doing what i do because i love it. i have never released a record because i was fucked up or because of some drug induced idea. they take months to prepare after they are even mastered so its insulting beyong belief, and to be so blase' about something and heartless is just terribly cruel. how dare you.
everyone should have a chance to better themselves and be who they are and i didnrt see that before it just makes me sick to my stomach personally.
so whatever.
i enyoy sterogum quite alot. i will remember to disregard anything with my name attached to it in the future.
later sktr
Posted by: ryan adams at July 15, 2006 06:20 PM

Goodness, he's disconcertingly good at the crazy-ass commenter thing. Someone's got a future online...

Whatever It's Ryan Adams [Stereogum]

Parker Posey is good. She s been called a latter-day Katherine Hepburn and may be one of the best actresses of her generation. She s beautiful, wry and adequately aloof.

That's from the December 4, 2002 edition of the Stanford Daily. The oh-so-complimentary author? One Jessica Joffe, known now for her work at the New York Observer and, of course, for stealing Parker's man.

You can almost see the wheels turning in young Joffe's head. Oh, Parker Posey is good. But Jessica Joffe, like Ryan Adams, is bad.

Posey remains talented and obscure [Stanford Daily]
Earlier:
Jessica Joffe Embraces Ryan Adams s Indie Love?
Parker Posey Finds New Partner

It's a few days old but, courtesy of the other hemisphere, an Australian paper reports that Parker Posey, who's currently in Australia filming Superman Returns, had been renting a luxury apartment (which she apparently trashed) "with her partner, Jason Rail, a make-up artist and hairstylist."

Well, shit. Do be cautious on Avenue A, where we suspect Adams will be a bit more violently drunk than usual.

A Villain's Role Continues Off-Screen [SMH]

It's over between baby oil heir Jamie Johnson and New York Observer scribe Jessica Joffe. We're told Joffe broke things off about a month ago with Johnson, who's best known for directing the HBO documentary "Born Rich." One red-hot rumor making the social rounds is that Joffe is now billing and cooing with testy troubadour Ryan Adams, who has been in a long-term relationship with indie actress Parker Posey. Joffe could not immediately be reached for comment, but a friend laughed off the tale and insisted the flame-haired former model is "definitely" single.

Wait — excuse us? So Joffe and Johnson are done, big whoop. Young love is fleeting! But Joffe and Ryan "I'm so angsty and wasted that I'm going to fall off the stage" Adams? We find the very thought to be rather remarkable (although not necessarily untrue, as Joffe has the redheaded hotness going for her, amongst other lovely talents).

If Joffe and Adams are an item, where does that leave internationally-recognized Adams-mate Parker Posey? And will Joffe abandon her social circuit for the safety of the East Village's darkest corners? Can love survive the choice between Mona's or the Lincoln Center?

So many questions, but we must stay calm. This relationship is nothing until documented by New York Social Diary and Patrick McMullen.

Oil Is Not Well [Page Six]
[Image via NY Social Diary]