Joey, let down by his teammates, is left to face three of Williamsburg's finest alone.
Williamsburg wins. Williamsburg ALWAYS WINS!
This photo of longtime BSL groupie Trisha Romano planting a smooch on Leotard Fantastic at Siren didn't really help the cause much this weekend, either. (via The Modern Age)
Motherfucker is coming back a week from this Sunday to Avalon for Presidents Day weekend. A year ago that weekend, Bloc Party played their third New York show ever at the party in a heavy snowstorm at the Roxy (RIP?), which still stands as their most impressive NYC performance to date. Total madhouse. This year, the New York Dolls (or what's left of them I guess) are dusting themselves off for another reunion show. Just too perfect. Also on the bill for DJ duty are Optimo and Tim Sweeney, both of which are incredible and would have made the party worthwhile on their own.
There'll be some sort of Editors album giveaways, a couple different drink specials, and to top it all off, someone's filming a feature-length documentary on the party that night. Go nuts.
Check out some more pictures from the MF New Year's eve-eve party. Also see the flier and full release after the jump...
Now, I'm less of an expert on architecture then I am on hardcore music, but doesn't this building look a bit...off? First, I didn't know we still made buildings in Midtown Manhattan out of wood. I thought they were mostly made of Steel...or at least some sort of metal. I'm probably wrong. Second, whats with all the wonky beams? They're all crooked and bent out of shape. The whole thing looks like it's made out of broken toothpicks. If it was like a barn in Lancaster we'd be OK. But on 33rd and 6th? I don't get it. Someone help me out here.
I went down to try and get tickets to that Tribeca concert series thing with Ryan Adams, Jeff Tweedy, etc. I've never seen lines like this before. Maybe 8 full city blocks of line. I gave up quickly. Never even found the back. They were going all the way around blocks and crossing streets. Spoke to a few kids who were about to get their tix at around 11:30 and they said they got there a little before 9:00am and made it about half a block in the first half hour since they started handing them out. Me, I foolishly took a lunch break to come downtown and see if everybody had forgotten about it already (since I nearly had). Obviously not.
A week ago I was pretty burnt out by all the shock and awe over the supposed decline of the Lower East Side. This was mostly from the Starbucks uproar, but further propagated by blog posts such as this one "officially" declaring the LES dead. Whatever. I was thrilled to read Krucoff this morning post my exact sentiments far more eloquently than I ever could have. Thank you.
Just 3 points to make:
1. The Lower East Side was not the first 'cool' spot in New York. Virtually every block below 14th street has gone through the same "impoverished > bohemian > wealthy" progression over the last 70 years. This is nothing new.
2. You sound silly when you threaten to move, as if we are worried the lack of your presence will seriously hurt the hood's cred. 99% of y'all will be back in the suburbs within 10 years anyway. You're not doing anybody any favors, trust me.
3. The gentrification doesn't start when the Starbucks moves in. It starts when the rents go up. Ask your homey chilling outside a bodega on Pitt St. or Ave. D if he prefers 88 Orchard over Starbucks...
Taken from the comments from a couple days ago:
Hi Jeff and all, While I appreciate the people looking out for homeless youngsters on the streets, and I was amused by the first pictures of Pogo Boy on Gawkers....this story happens to be a happy one. You would only have to talk to Pogo Boy himself for a few minutes to learn that it was his idea, he loves it, and begs Mom and siblings to take him to be "Pogo Boy". Background: He's 8yrs old. He is an established working actor with commercial and film credits. (Yes, he has an agent.) He has admired street performers for many years and wanted to be one himself. He found out that he was good at pogosticking..... and then the legend was born. He performs at Union Square, Time Square and Columbus Circle. Maybe you would have posted a different blog if you had been there a few nights before? Siblings and friends were leading cheers, the crowd was responding with smiles, laughter and a little bit of money. Tour buses stopped. Then...one of the cheerleaders told the crowd that Pogo Boy had to stop because his mom said it was bedtime. It was 10:30pm. Yes, it is Summer, but even the best hoppers need their sleep. The crowd boo-ed the mother and Pogo Boy took a bow. Hope that helps and that I cleared my name as the "no-where-to-be-seen-mother". (He doesn't want me to cramp his style.) Another thought: Maybe Jeff and other guys just have some sour grapes? I noticed that the guys always watch a bit before giving up a dollar. I don't know if they are thinking that they could do it, or that they think he will fall off...but they hesitate a few minutes before giving up some money. The women, on the other hand, just smile, laugh and run to put money in. Well, I'm done. For WIW, I think he puts just as many smiles on the people's face's as the Naked Cowboy. He's like a more "G-rated", wholesome version of the cowboy. Pogo-stick instead of guitar, fully clothed instead of underwear. And parents don't feel afraid to let their little ones go close-up. Mom
Yay Mom! Mine would have been just as supportive I'm sure. Not sure if she'd be leaving blog comments on my behalf at 2:45AM on a Thursday night, but supportive, definitely. Hope to see the boy on The Today Show or something soon.
From a balcony high above lower 5th ave we watched the parade stomp downtown. There were wine coolers in the fridge and LPGA golf on TV. Beautiful day. Always a spectacle. I put lots more pics up here on Flickr...
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