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\u201cI\u2019ve started playing vinyl again as a result of the book,\u201d he says. \u201cRecords are like socks. You move 80 times and you just lose track of them. This new era of DJ\u2019ing has been me hunting down old treasures.\u201d Above his Ojas custom record player hangs a 2020 Wilhelm Sasnal portrait of saxophonist Ornette Coleman.<\/p>\n
Anthony Bourdain<\/a>\u2019s Kitchen Confidential<\/em><\/a>, Ronson says, is \u201cthe best book ever about working in New York at night.\u201d His reading diet while working on his own book also included Stephen King<\/strong><\/a>\u2019s On Writing<\/em><\/a> and Mary Karr<\/strong>\u2019s The Art of Memoir<\/em><\/a>\u2014the latter of which, he says, helped him come up with an organization system for his book, a storyboard on which he charted emotional themes, anecdotes, New York City history, atmospheric words. \u201cI have some great, very vivid memories [from] that time,\u201d he says. \u201cI have some hazy memories [from] that time. Obviously I was drinking and doing drugs and partying at that time as well\u2014not crazy, but those things definitely fuck up your memory bank.\u201d His best Proustian madeleines proved to be music. \u201cThat was the craziest thing. I could listen to a song from 1997\u2014Busta Rhymes<\/strong>, \u2018Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Can See\u2019\u2014and I would suddenly flood back the memories of a club called Rebar on 16th Street where I could smell the sweaty room.\u201d Apart from his own recall, he tapped into party flyers and phone calls to friends.<\/p>\n