Who the hell is that psychedelic sunglass-wearing man in a black magician’s top hat? On Saturday evening, he looked every bit as colorful as the whacky images lining Gavin Brown’s gallery.

The one and only Spencer Sweeney — now grown up? — after hitting the New York scene a decade ago as an artist/party-thrower/mainstay of the original Vice magazine crowd, decided to dress up. It’s not that he needed to do that. The images speak for themselves, like an acid trip across America and Europe. In fact, Sweeney only popped into NYC for a couple of days since he’s been an artist in residence in Berlin, where he’s also showing.

“I leave tomorrow.” He told me, and he wasn’t so keen on it.

“Berlin lacks the sizzle of New York.” He said, clutching a Heineken he nicked from a metal bucket.

“You might try dressing up like a warlock over there to spice things up.” I offered.

Meanwhile, those in the land of “sizzle,” NYC can visit Gavin Brown’s Enterprise, 620 Greenwich Street (at Leroy), until April 24th. The exhibit is called, ‘Egyptian Diving Board, Part II’.  I have no idea why….