
During his Williamsburg gallery tour yesterday, Recharger did not find Peter Caine’s “Rudolf and Friends” installation, at Jack the Pelican gallery as grotesque as, say, Christmas tourists clogging midtown with Rock Center-fuges and Fifth Avenuiusmsan. The sculpture’s singing voice, however, did bring back disturbing memories of Recharger’s grammar school teachers--aging men belting out Presbeterian hymns in painful vibratos. Creepy.











