Filed under: Area 51
I realize it has been a while since I have hit you with some great pix from the New York City of old. So today (while waiting for the landlord to turn the damned heat on) I decided to share a handful of images hailing from Manhattan. Enjoy!
On a lark I googled the name of this club. Turns out it was located on 52nd Street and was quite a famous jazz venue in the 1940’s. Here’s what Miles Davis had to say in his biography:
But 52nd street was something else when is was happening. It would be crowded with people, and the clubs were no bigger than apartment living rooms. They were so small and jam-packed. The clubs were right next to each other and across the street from one another. The Three Deuces was across form the Onyk and then across from there was a Dixieland club. Man going in there was like going to Tupelo, Mississippi. It was full of white racists. The Onyx, Jimmy Ryan’s club, could be real racist, too. But on the other side of the street, next to the Three Deuces, was the Downbeat Club and next to that was Clark Monroe’s Uptown House. So you had all these clubs right next to each other featuring people like Erroll Garner, Sidney Bechet, Oran “Hot Lips” Page, Earl Bostic every night. Then there would be jazz going on at other clubs. That scene was powerful. I don’t think we will ever see any shit like that ever again.
Not too sure where this located but I found the old storefronts a lot of fun. You can see a full size image by clicking here.
If you look carefully you’ll notice the store at the far left sells “movie star photos”!
Note the old ad for Bendix washing machines in the background.
Anyone know what this building is? I’ve been knocking my brain about trying to remember. It’s driving me nuts! Oh well.
At least I know where this photograph was taken. I hope you have enjoyed this sneak peek at New York City sixty years ago!
P.S.: You can see larger versions of all the previous images on my flickr page.
This evening at the Greenpoint Savings Bank the Department of City Planning Department will present their much-anticipated contextual zoning proposal and answer questions from the public. This plan will cover approximately 175 blocks in Greenpoint and Williamsburg and is intended to prevent new out-of-scale development by establishing height limits. It also purports to “create opportunities for affordable housing through the inclusionary housing program”. (I’ll believe anything pertaining to affordable housing in this neighborhood when I see it, thank you very much.) Check it out!
Contextual Zoning Presentation
October 29, 2008, 6:30 p.m.
Greenpoint Savings Bank (AKA: Capital One)
807 Manhattan Avenue (please use side entrance on Calyer)
Brooklyn, New York 11222
Filed under: Williamsburg
From Lorimer Street.
Filed under: Williamsburg
With all the fuss over Halloween I was pleased to learn that Elote will be celebrating the fabulous holiday also known as the Day of The Dead in grand style with $3.00 shots, $4.00 margaritas (!) and a costume contest!
What’s more, the bearer of the winning costume* gets a free bottle of tequila!
For those of you who are not in the know, here’s what Wikipedia has to say about this very popular Latin American holiday:
The Day of the Dead (DÃa de los Muertos in Spanish) is a holiday celebrated mainly in Mexico and by people of Mexican heritage (and others) living in the United States and Canada. The holiday focuses on gatherings of family and friends to pray for and remember friends and relatives who have died. The celebration occurs on the 1st and 2nd of November, in connection with the Catholic holy days of All Saints’ Day and All Souls’ Day which take place on those days. Traditions include building private altars honoring the deceased, using sugar skulls, marigolds, and the favorite foods and beverages of the departed, and visiting graves with these as gifts. Observance of the holiday in Mexican-American communities in the United States has become more important and widespread as the community grows numerically and economically.
Scholars trace the origins of the modern holiday to indigenous observances dating back thousands of years, and to an Aztec festival dedicated to a goddess called Mictecacihuatl (known in English as “The Lady of the Dead”)…
Many people believe that during the Day of the Dead, it is easier for the souls of the departed to visit the living. People will go to cemeteries to communicate with the souls of the departed, and will build private altars, containing the favorite foods and beverages, and photos and memorabilia, of the departed. The intent is to encourage visits by the souls, so that the souls will hear the prayers and the comments of the living directed to them. Celebrations can take a humorous tone, as celebrants remember funny events and anecdotes about the departed.
Plans for the festival are made throughout the year, including gathering the goods to be offered to the dead. During the period of November 1 and November 2, families usually clean and decorate graves; most visit the cemeteries where their loved ones are buried and decorate their graves with ofrendas, or offerings, which often include orange marigolds called “cempasÃºchitl” (originally named cempoalxochitl, Nahuatl for “twenty (i.e., many) flowers”). In modern Mexico this name is often replaced with the term “Flor de Muerto” (“Flower of the Dead”). These flowers are thought to attract souls of the dead to the offerings.
For the rest of us who are very much among the living, here are the deets regarding Elote’s upcoming event.
Day of the Dead Party
November 1, 2008, 10:00 p.m. – 4:00 a.m.
366 Union Avenue
Brooklyn, New York 11211
*An undead Sarah Palin would be nice!
At last weekend’s Halloween Dog Parade & Party at McGolrick Park I noticed Woody (of Brooklyn Kitchen fame) was not sporting a costume. I brought this to Taylor’s attention and (being an evil-minded person like myself) she consented to let me give him a boob-over.
Believe it or not I don’t think he seem to mind much.
I spied this storefront at the intersection Franklin and Eagle Street last weekend. Although this space has been occupied for some time, I noticed the windows now read “Ruby Supplies”.
Whatever “Rubys” is it’s pretty darned big; it extends into the adjacent storefront (at 225 Franklin). It does not appear to be a bar or a restaurant. Anyone have an idea what is going on here? If so, please share!
From Manhattan Avenue.
Filed under: Williamsburg
Whenever the weather was dreary (like today) my mother always made sure I had plenty of activities to keep me busy. She learned pretty early on this was a good policy as otherwise I would find ways to keep myself entertained —most of which were highly amusing but nonetheless destructive. Dumping sand from a jade plant into my parent’s water bed in the wee hours of the morning and raiding their spice cabinet and proceeding to dump the contents into a pile in the middle of my bedroom floor, I have been told, were a couple of my feats as a toddler. To this day she doesn’t know how the hell I pulled off the latter— and neither do I for that matter.
Anyhoo, I’ve been whiling away this craptastic afternoon by working on a little project. Which brings me to this.
Ever since I learned the good news about Sal a week ago I simply cannot get him off my mind. I really want to meet this chap —if for no other reason to meet the man “behind the mask” and give him a few wardrobe pointers. Alas, I doubt this will ever happen. So I have (with a little help from the Internets) created my own Sal.
What do you want Sal to wear and where? Do download/print the above jpg, modify as necessary and return it to me at missheather (at) newyorkshitty (dot) com. or better yet dump it in my photo pool. It’s a lot more fun than working and besides, I’d love to see what you all come up with! Now if you don’t mind off in search of a pair of bunny ears.
Filed under: Greenpoint Magic
It would appear that one of my favorite bits of Greenpointiana has finally succumbed to luxurification. Per the Department of Buildings web site they’re renovating the interior (which is purported to be a restaurant). So long, Two Flags. It was nice to know you. No matter what happens you’ll always be the “Doof Center” to me.
This makes me wonder exactly who— or I suppose I should say WHAT— has been looking for a room to rent on Stagg Street recently. Extraterrestrials? Cyborgs? Cats and dogs who have tossed convention by the wayside and want to live together?