Cafe Cito Bogota
From The New York Shitty Inbox: Ad Hoc Rock
Filed under: 11211, 11222, Greenpoint, Greenpoint Brooklyn, Greenpoint Magic, Williamsburg, Williamsburg Brooklyn
Last Sunday afternoon I happened to find myself in Williamsburg. As I was approaching Kent Avenue I began to hear music. LOUD MUSIC.
What the fuck?
I asked myself. Sure enough, when I reached East River State Park I found my answer: they were having a concert event. I don’t think I have ever seen this park crawling with as many people as I did that day. Naturally I got the hell out of dodge STAT.
It’s not that I do not like music or concerts. I do. I simply do not like large crowds of people. I prefer my entertainment to be on a more intimateÂ scale. “Unplugged”, if you will. Which brings me to the following.
Tony (who took the above photographs) writes:
On the way to the farmer’s market we found quite a post-video-game-rock-out mess at the little park on Driggs & McGuinness.
A lot of Polish dudes sleep on cardboard inside there, but I doubt these have anything to do with them.
I most emphatically disagree. For all we know among this gaggle of Garden Spot guydom is the next Eddie Van Halen, Ted Nugent, Randy Rhaods, or— if we’re really lucky— Pete Townshend!