After showing a Patrick O'Dell selected variety of skateboarding videos spanning the last thirty years, everyone moved upstairs to MoMA's atrium, double fisted some of those tiny airplane beers, and No Age got to work at the Museum's atrium. They bumped old hits and a few new ones, not quite right for a museum, though also somehow appropriate with their youthful nihilism. Isn't that the point of art? No Age is the new Basquiat. Fittingly, before this all went down, we stopped in the bathroom and heard an official yelling at no one in particular about how this place is a museum, damn it, and there should not be any graffiti in the bathroom. High/low culture clash—careful what you wish for. Check it all out filmed by the inimitable Ray Concepcion.