“The Beast”, Powers Street, Williamsburg, 11211.
“Gonna Get Got”, Powers Street, Williamsburg, 11211.
“The Bed Bug King”, Manhattan Avenue, Greenpoint, 11222.
Ask not for whom the Bed Bug King comes, he comes for thee!
One would think given the nature of what they’re exterminating the Bed Bug King would be a little more low key. I guess not. Having the “Bed Bug Mobile” parked in front of one’s digs has got to be more than little embarrassing. Ouch.
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
From Manhattan Avenue.
Photo Credit: Mr. Heather
Art Direction: Miss Heather
Anyone want to buy a nightclub? If so, Studio B is for sale. Gothamist wrote:
Things aren’t looking so hot at Brooklyn club Studio Bâ€”Grub Street is reporting it’s on the market “for $1 million and a $22,000-per-month rent.” The club, based on Miami’s Studio A, has been hitting roadblocks all along since opening in Greenpoint two years ago. But so far neighbor complaints, stop work orders, Miss Heather, and illegal rooftops haven’t been able to shut the doors for good…until now? Promoter Justine D also shared her departure from the establishment in an email today, explaining: “I’ve been busy making the transition from STUDIO B to an amazing new venue called (LE) POISSON ROUGE.” Currently their calendar runs through the end of January.
There are a couple of points I would like to (kindly) call Gothamist on:
- Justine D left Studio B in October.
- Studio B has been on the market for some time now (Hey, if an employee at the Mayor’s Office of Special Enforcement knows it was on the block back in August, who doesn’t?)
- I know for a fact an event slated for March 2009 at Studio B was axed and moved elsewhere. Hmm…
The previous having been written, I would like to take a moment to post (and savor) this rather snarky and utterly assholic comment from one of Studio B’s hired guns (regarding this post):
Please be advised that the Department of Consumer Affairs issued a Cabaret License for Studio B on September 22, 2008, pursuant to which it is operating. The roof remains closed pending further work and inspection.
Paul J. Proulx, Attorney for Studio B
Duly noted Paul, although I am disappointed Ken Fisher didn’t email me personally. I hate getting missives from underpaid wipers of other people’s bottoms. But then again I suppose I should expect to get guff from the “B” team (as a citizen and blogger). It doesn’t really matter now anyway, does it? You got your paycheck.
(Or Ray Of Blight: A Dear John Letter to Magic Johnson)
…You know the Viridian? (the ugly Modernist monolith depicted above— Ed. Note.) The high profile luxe condo at 110 Green Street in Greenpoint? We got a tip that it was going rental. We resisted running it as a rumor, even though we fully suspected it was true. An immediate denial was not forthcoming. The Viridian is still on the Developers Group website, although it is at the very end, behind two other buildings that recently went rental. Today comes word from a spokesperson: “According to The Developers Group, itâ€™s being considering to convert the building to rental, but it has not been confirmed.” That, friends, is a polite way of saying “nondo in the works,” but we have to work out the legalities and paperwork. The building will be 130 units. The first segment of the building is slated to open by the end of the year or early 2009. Phase II is slated for late spring and Phase III is due in Q3 2009. Listings had shown asking prices for 1BRs starting at $458,000, 2BRs at $639,000 and 3BRs at $825,000. A little more than a dozen units had sold.
Non-do, n. pl. nondominiums: a substandard housing complex of dwelling units erected with a heavy measure of speculative greed, a promise of urban renewal (and a celebrity’s smile) with the cheapest labor and materials available in the hopes that each unit will be purchased at above market value. When the economy (and abject stupidity with a down payment) fails they dump their cheap crap into the rental market. See: Greenpoint, Suckers; Dewey, Cheatem and Howe or The Cocoanuts.
Um, this doesn’t look like a standard brick and mortar job to me, Magic.
Perhaps it’s because it is transparent (as opposed to opaque). I suppose that’s what renters and your 13 suckers buyers (or to see the glass half full: %10 OCCUPANCY) should expect for their money. For what’s it worth, your lackeys removed the siding peeling off the first floor of your dump testament to progress. I for one am grateful for this, as a humble peon who has the pleasure of living on the block where your testament to progress DUMP is being erected; it made walking down the sidewalk challenging.
Your eager beavers are working day and night now (without impediment from the Department of Buildings who I am certain someone in your chain of command paid off nicely) but none have seen fit to get rid of the vandalism. Including the bit of graffiti on the pillar next your building’s front door. You might want to look into that; it’s a turn-off to virtual golf-goers and roof-top cabana enthusiasts. And for the record I can state unequivocally that there has never been as much graffiti (or GARBAGE) on this block since you and yours saw fit to raze a fair chunk of it. Thank you for making Green Street less beautiful (or more ugly) place, Magic.
That’s not to suggest we didn’t have our good times: I got many a chuckle when workers from your site patronized my place of employment. A junk shop. Who doesn’t want to buy some porn (DVD only— urination, scat vids, much less Blackeyed Pees were unacceptable– only “fucky fucky”), stereo equipment or the odd saw (power strip, ruler, etc.) on his lunch hour? Especially when the scabs free market capitalists you hired are expected to provide their own tools? I was more than happy to assist them.
In my free time I have been verbally abused by your workers. Hissing and kissing noises mostly. Occasionally a chap would grab his nuts (to remind me I have none): a thankful reminder that I have no little head to overrule my “big head”. You’re a class operation, Viridian. I can hardly wait for phase 3, Magic.
Just like syphilis, your project is the gift that keeps on giving!
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
Rheingold (who shot the above photographs) writes:
Some holiday happiness (and strangeness) from my recent visit back to the neighborhood.Best of everything for the holidays and ’09.
Right back at ya Rheingold and thanks for sharing! Anyone out there know what a “grave blanket” is? If so, please share.
Filed under: Williamsburg
From Frost Street.
From the Queens-bound platform at Greenpoint Avenue.
Many of you who have lamented over Manhattan Avenue’s lack of Yuletime wattage might have noticed the fancy energy efficient lights that were fired up last Friday, December 12. Well, as it would happen they have a very interesting benefactor (from the December 10th edition of the Greenpoint Gazette):
…Town Square still faces the daunting task of raising the funds for the lights. Companies like ExxonMobil, MetroFuel, and the New York Power Authority have pledged their support and Assemblymember Joe Lentol, Councilmember David Yassky, and Esposito have lent their voices to the call for community support. The Greenpoint Gazette, Greenpoint Lions, and North Brooklyn Development Corporation are helping with collections from local merchants.
Yup, you just read that Exxon is one of the folks ponying up the dough for these bad boys. I don’t know about you, but the given sheer environmental havoc this company has wreaked on our community and the fact that petrol is going for a pretty penny these days I would have expected our “neighbor” (Who some of you might remember co-sponsored Earth Day at McCarren Park this year!) to single-handedly fund a Dyker-fucking-Heightsesque spectacle . Hell, it damned better be visible from outer space for that matter!
In other words, not something that looks like a raver’s glow wand or a swizzle stick gracing a Mai Tai at the local Tiki Club.
Call me a scrooge but this is insulting. Seriously.
P.S.: The reason the usual lights were not up this year is because ponying up money for them is completely voluntary. And in a sour economy people clasp their wallets a little more tightly than usual. Had Manhattan Avenue created a Business Improvement District (thus spreading the financial burden equally among business owners) it is probable we would have had are usual garish show of holiday cheer this year. Several attempts have been made to start a B.I.D. here. All have failed. Mostly in part to one person who saw fit to engage in a campaign of misinformation about what creating a such an entity entails.
Grand Street has a B.I.D. They have Christmas lights.
Graham Avenue also has a B.I.D. They too have Christmas lights. (See where I’m going with this?)
They also have a holiday trolley to take you to see Santa Claus this weekend.
But the Garden Spot doesn’t have a B.I.D. So we get “Exxon Claus” instead. Lucky us. You can see last year’s lights (courtesy of our very own Bitchcakes) by pointing and clicking your way over to the New York Shitty photo pool.
It has been a while since I have checked out South 4th Street: home of what is arguably the slickest and most visually explicit anti-dog shit signage to be found in our fair city. Wishing to see how these admonishments were faring I swung by South 4th Street to see how things were shaking. I will start with the good news —I’m grading on a bell curve here— because (let’s face facts) this location isn’t going pass as dead ringer for Brooklyn Heights anytime soon: the block looked relatively clean.
And now for the bad news…
It would appear the sign itself has been bombed. I don’t know about you but what I find fascinating is the time and effort this person took to smear dog (?) feces on this missive. It would have easily have taken half the time simply to toss it in a plastic bag. Damn.
As many of you are aware Hanukkah kicks off this Sunday, December 21. Follow are a couple of events our fellow friends of the book might find of interest from Greenpoint and beyond.
First up, Greenpoint’s very own Congregation Ahavas Israel will be kicking things off a celebration this upcoming Sunday starting at 5:00 p.m. For the price of your $20.00 admission ($10.00 for the young ‘uns) you’ll get live music, dancing, dreydel games and latkes for your delectation. Yum!
December 21, 2008, 5:00 p.m.
109 Noble Street
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Those of you seeking festivities of the more unconventional kind (or simply like anything featuring Mexican bandits) will undoubtedly find this item (which yours truly found posted in the door of Christina’s Restaurant.
The details about this revue are pretty scant on Heeb Magazine’s web site. However, I’d gladly fork over $20.00 for an hour of free margaritas and to see anyone calling themselves Strip Dreidel and the Kinky Jews out of sheer principle. What’s more, this sounds like a helluva lot of fun!
December 24, 2008 9:00 p.m. – 3:00 a.m. (That’s Christmas Eve to you and me.)
105 Eldridge Street
New York, New York 10002
Miss “I don’t need no stinking badge” Heather
UPDATE, 4:50 p.m.: I received an email from one of the wizards over at Heeb Magazine with a most interesting clarification regarding this event. Brian writes:
Hey, you guys.
I really appreciate the plug for our party. Thanks a mill. Let me know if you guys want to come, and I’ll get you on our list.
Though I should clarify: “Strip Dreidel with Kinky Jews” isn’t a band. Rather we are actually having some hornball kosher kids play a game that involves, yes, taking their clothes off.
And there will be gift bags galore. Free Silver Bullet vibrators from Babeland. Get there early to nab ‘em.
Thanks again, Shitty people!
It doesn’t get much better than this folks.