Hell's Angels, The Grateful Dead, and the Anderson Theater in the old East Village. [EVG]
Don't forget to check out Harvey Wang's photos of Adam Purple's Garden of Eden--now open until 2/20 at Fusion Arts.
Main Street Ephemera to close. [LC]
Spending time among the painfully hip of Brooklyn. [NYT]
On the Cedar and the "ugly, empty shell of a yanwsomely utilitarian workspace" that replaced it. [FP]
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a.k.a. The Book of Lamentations:
a bitterly nostalgic look at a city in the process of going extinct
- Jeremiah Moss
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I think the point that's so infuriating about the Feast debacle is the merchants' ABJECT FAILURE to acknowledge that the Feast has been held on those streets for GENERATIONS before their precious haberdasheries (sp?) dared sully the strip. Such total, unabashed hubris.
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Ok, got that out of my system.
www.forgotten-ny.com
the feast is not the same as it was many years ago. its become a circus. & longer more days. it should be shortened to 4 or 6 days. thats the best we can do to bring back tradition. and make the neighbors happy. no should be subjected to 2 weeks of that!
ReplyDeleteThe problem is that the feast as it exists today, basically a 2 week long money-maker for street fair junk sellers and fixed carny games, bears almost no relationship at all with any meaningful tradition it once had. The streets aren't filled with the glories and food and history of Italian-American culture or Roman Catholicism. Instead we get the smell of burning 'mozzarepas', one long, loud drunken night out for suburban teens and post-teens after another, and lovely mornings of vomit on our stoops baking in the morning sun.
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Yes ,as a lifetime ST residemt, we have the same issue. Not just for two weeks. From Wednesday night to Saturday night, on Avenues C, B, A, and Second Avenue, from Houston to 14th Street. On Bowery/Third Avenue from Houston to 23nd street. Inside ST and PCV as well. Welcome to our nightmare.