Culture on the Cheap
Fedderfest 2008: Herkimer Street
Today’s installment of Fedders Friday focuses on quantity, not quality. I suppose this is apropos given the philosophy belying the architectural legacy that is Feddertecture is to cram as many people (and cement) into as small a place as is humanly possible.
Earlier this week I walked down Herkimer Street. Between Brooklyn and Albany Avenue I beheld no less than NINETEEN Fedders buildings. Let’s count them, shall we?
1,2,3,4,5,6,7 all good taste has gone to heaven.
I didn’t number this one because it would blemish the seizure-inducing brickwork. This sickening sextet reminds me of a vanilla wafer. Super-sized. We’re up to (un)lucky 13!
The local Fedders salesman must have made a fortune on this block.
Wouldn’t you love to look out at your living room window to see the grill of a Range Rover? I know I would. For those of you who have been counting, this makes nineteen Fedders Specials to seven SUVs/vans. Is there a relationship between gas guzzling motor vehicles and Fedders? That, my friends, will be the subject of another post!