tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post4360780612447096921..comments2023-08-14T11:44:27.299-04:00Comments on Jeremiah's<br> Vanishing New York: International Bar ReduxJeremiah Mosshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11791516443125872364noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-76140596047219572152008-06-03T15:41:00.000-04:002008-06-03T15:41:00.000-04:00Holy F&*ksticks! I am torn between curiosity, joy ...Holy F&*ksticks! I am torn between curiosity, joy and a feeling that sleeping dogs ought to be given pillows.<BR/><BR/>We'll see!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-28120718728766375392008-05-28T03:30:00.000-04:002008-05-28T03:30:00.000-04:00I am one of the very old staff. My name is K the b...I am one of the very old staff. My name is K the bartender. Michael was a very sweet man. I worked there for a few years in the late 80's It was a fun place, crazy days. I haven't been there in over ten years. I am glad someone took it over.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-4204272213305759322008-05-27T17:00:00.000-04:002008-05-27T17:00:00.000-04:00Welcome back. We have been passing on the news at...Welcome back. We have been passing on the news at after hours and all night apt gatherings. Nice to hear there are still some real people left. Looking forward to some Nina Simone and a Canadian Club press. See you soon.juicy lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06305901490604142191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-48445553157930446842008-02-07T15:54:00.000-05:002008-02-07T15:54:00.000-05:00Unfortunately the old staff is gone.Mostly scatter...Unfortunately the old staff is gone.Mostly scattered to the winds.As for the internals much of it was taken out before the new owners could get hold of the place.Purchasing the old mahogany bar from the defunct Racoon Lodge was necessary because the original bar was scuttled by the old owners.That was a shame.But there's a great history behind the old bar that's been used to replace the original one.The old photo of Michael Petruno in a cowboy hat remains and will be rehung.The oddball painting of a woman passed out in a chair will also be put back up.There's a couple of light sconces that remain.The important thing really is the owners "get it." But some things needed to be changed.Women couldn't sit down in the old bathrooms without their knees knocking against the wall.The bathroom sink was outside the bathrooms.The bar crushed customers against the wall and crowded the front.These are "features" that needed to be fixed.And the bar doesn't have to be filthy to be "the real deal".Think Lucy's.It's one of the best old joints in the east village.She runs a clean,comfortable place but it ain't che-che is it? Or depressing.The new owners didn't take over the International to have a bad time there.So it won't be quite the down-low place it was.But it will be the ONLY bar in the neighborhood with an owner who actually grew up there.And his partners have been in the EV for twenty years.They're all musicians.So they are going to run a place that's a little more fun than the original.There hasn't been a really fun joint in the EV for a long time.In great part that's because of gentrification.So there really is no bringin' back the old days because the people who really made the neighborhood what it was are mostly gone.But at least the new owners know what that is.Of those who do remain from those days it's a mixed bag.Some musicians,artists,writers and local fuzzballs are around and they have more eclectic needs than the crowd that once populated the International.So while the International will not attempt to be all things to all people it will be all things to all neighborhood folks who need a refuge.<BR/>That's why the new owners took over.They just didn't feel like there was any place in the neighborhood to go anymore.<BR/>So they're makin' their own.<BR/>Non-conformism will be wodrencouraged.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-81682602872624024902008-01-26T12:41:00.000-05:002008-01-26T12:41:00.000-05:00Will Rose get back her Friday and Saturday night s...Will Rose get back her Friday and Saturday night shifts (this is crucial). Also, what about the bookcase in the corner with the ancient textbooks and shitty paperbacks, and the smoke be-plaqued chandelier and the upside down xmas tree and the "Happy New Year" sign and Rob W.'s deflating rubber globes above the bar?? And the cheesy pulsating xmas lights and Hank and Dinah and Nina and Anita and Ramones on the juke and the crusty moose head by the door and the portrait of the owner in a black cowboy hat and the shrine to his wife Joy who ran the place...and the heartbroken septuagenarian lushes who never left the place (except in a box) and those regulars, those dudes who almost never got laid cos they scared (ie, bored) all the good looking women out of the place) with their talk of Orson Welles directing a Godzilla movie (or was it <I>Planet of the Apes</I>) in Japanese from a script by Dostoevsky and Don Delillo...<BR/><BR/>Hey Rose!! HEY!!!! CAN I GET A SHOT OVAH HEAH?? What??!! NO WAY!! But...but... I AMM NOT BEING TOO LOOOUD!!!! Fine!! SCREW THIS DUMP!! See if I ever come back...Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18279293863564316459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-51117271213314422602008-01-16T14:06:00.000-05:002008-01-16T14:06:00.000-05:00Where was the "original Raccoon Lodge on First Av...Where was the "original Raccoon Lodge on First Avenue"?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-4611163594092368462008-01-16T09:31:00.000-05:002008-01-16T09:31:00.000-05:00It won't be the same without Rose and Dan et al be...It won't be the same without Rose and Dan et al behind the bar. Plus they probably scraped all the smoke-stained, ash-covered gunge and dusty crap off the crap that was pasted onto the crap that was taped to the mirror. You call this progress and I tell you to shut up and then we yell at each other and you get 86d. Jerk.<BR/><BR/>See you tomorrow!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-28580367406383891822008-01-16T00:04:00.000-05:002008-01-16T00:04:00.000-05:00Nice to hear a good story for once, not that i'm k...Nice to hear a good story for once, not that i'm knocking what you do!Lisannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03249500003559750141noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-56944500765417767482008-01-15T11:44:00.000-05:002008-01-15T11:44:00.000-05:00Oh thanks goodness. When I moved to the East Vill...Oh thanks goodness. When I moved to the East Village I chose my apartment partly for its proximity to the International and then it went and closed. Let's hope they still serve the cheapest, coldest Rolling Rock in the hood. (Though the Tile Bar across the street has been a serviceable substitute in the interim.)Ethan Rand Robert McCartyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11490962142992618389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683382864156505640.post-73659967584564183332008-01-15T11:28:00.000-05:002008-01-15T11:28:00.000-05:00Good news, I loved the old place, I wish Standard ...Good news, I loved the old place, I wish Standard would come back too...another great bar.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05898131078128103087noreply@blogger.com