Very curious as to whether or not the city of Manhattan will continue to put on the shit-show that is Fashion’s Night Out, which pretty much seems like the most willfully destructive event to ever hit Soho. It’s a testament to Icona Pop’s indefatigable Swedish cheer that they remained perky and optimistic despite being carted through the throngs to several in-store events (a DJ set at Helmut Lang, an in-store performance at Urban Outfitters) without ever losing their cool. The tweens that trucked out from New Jersey with their dads (<3) to see Icona Pop blow apart the basement level at Urban was downright heartwarming, and gave me a little kick in my step as I fled the riots on Broadway. I kinda didn't care that I had to walk twenty minutes out of my way to get a train; I kinda loved it.