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  • The Core Club

    What will $72,000 get you? The first year’s membership at the Core Club ($60,000 initiation fee), but only if you’re invited. I was asked recently if I had photos of the Core Club, so I decided to investigate. The club was started in 2005 by Jennie Saunders and is located in the first five floors at 66 East 55th Street. The sleek building, Park Avenue Place, is a luxury condominium in Manhattan’s Upper East Side, designed by Kohn Pedersen Fox. Original investors gave $100,000 each, with an understanding that this would be paid back at some time.
    I did enter the reception area with its Damien Hirst spin painting and was greeted with a polite welcome. I was not permitted a tour or photos of the inside, of course.

    I have tired of “exclusive” clubs in this city. This is not the green of jealousy raising its head here. In the 1980s, I was privy to entry of many music clubs that had a policy of exclusion and selection. Throngs would gather outside these clubs, hoping to be selected for the privilege of entry. Studio 54, Xenon, the Mud Club, Area, Palladium, Peppermint Lounge, Danceteria, et al. At the time, I had a coworker who was well connected, and I was frequently put on the guest list. Often, I entered a club with huge numbers outside clamoring to get in, only to find a dance floor virtually devoid of people. Boring. The illusion of extreme importance was the thing being sold to cultivate an urgency and lust for entry.

    Now I am sure that the Core Club is not as vacuous a cultural experience as a night at Studio 54, but I question how many real movers and shakers want to hobnob in a private club. The Core Club did reel in some big names initially: John McEnroe, Richard Meier, Vernon Jordan, Steve Schwarzman, Bruce Wasserstein, and Teddy Forstmann. There is a library compiled by a veteran of the Paris Revue. The place also features a screening room, gym, and restaurant headed by Tom Colicchio. But aren’t people in this social strata already well connected and busy, with a rich social and cultural life? I could see a place like this of interest to a member of the nouveau riche who is early in the image game and needs affirmation that he/she is someone or has arrived.

    My feelings were confirmed this morning as I read an article from November 2008. Apparently the club is having difficulty in repaying the initial seed money. Numbers were not what they anticipated. Memberships were given at reduced prices to attract certain individuals…


  • Paddy Reilly’s

    I’m neither obsessed with free nor averse to paying admissions. Attending free events is a dual-edged sword like most things – although I find it to be a healthy antidote to a society where much is defined by the dollar, there is a danger of reducing your standards because something is free. No need to make contributions to dumbing down when the world is doing an adequate job already.

    So when I attend those things which are free in New York City, I do relax my standards somewhat, particularly regarding ambiance and other elements of the performance not related to the music itself. But, I try to not waste time on things that really are not very enriching when the city is brimming with quality entertainment. If you read my posting on the music conservatories, Free Lunch, I have written about free quality performances by sharp talents. Another great resource for entertainment are the various bars that have free music jams, frequently with no cover or minimum.
    In 2007, I wrote about the Baggot Inn (now closed) and the weekly bluegrass jams with Sheriff Bob. The energy at those sessions often built to frenetic level, as the musicians sometimes numbered over 20.

    Last night, I was invited with friends to Paddy Reilly’s Music Bar at 519 Second Ave. (bet. 28th & 29th Sts.). So we ventured out into the subfreezing weather on a Sunday evening. Sunday is a quiet night, so the audience was not large, which was to my liking. Over the evening, the jam had at least a dozen musicians/singers. The talent was excellent – it is always remarkable to see the level of artistic talent in this city. A jazz musician once told me that he has seen world-class jazz musicians play to empty rooms. Not unusual, particularly with less popular music genres such as blues, bluegrass, and jazz. I have written about the demise of blues clubs: Terra Blues is the last remaining one.

    Paddy Reilly is the owner of this music bar. Born in Dublin in 1939, Paddy Reilly is one of Ireland’s most famous Irish folk singers and guitarists, formerly a member of the group the Dubliners. I understand he plays at the bar from time to time. According to the bar, Paddy Reilly’s was the first and only all-Guinness draft bar in the world. There is a back room with darts and other activities.

    Check with the bar before you go because the music changes – some nights are traditional Irish, there are open mics, and on Sunday Night, from 5PM – 8PM. there is the bluegrass jam. And there are cover charges and minimums on Friday and Saturday nights…

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  • Gotta Get Out

    Many things are different about NYC – some obvious, some not so obvious. One of them is LIFESTYLE, like eating and entertaining. There is an entire population here who eats out every meal, virtually every meal, or most meals. The 17,000 plus restaurants in Manhattan alone make this easy.

    Another huge difference is entertaining. City dwellers typically have substantially less space than suburbanites. Even those with assets are frequently “trapped” by good deals – under market, rent-stabilized apartments. The stratospheric costs of real estate creates an environment of much less mobility; it’s not uncommon for people to stay in places for decades, some only to move if they leave the city entirely.

    So with small places and no outdoor space, soon we have cabin fever and we gotta get OUT – just OUT, anywhere. Plus, what if someone were to call on a nice afternoon and find you IN. Or perhaps ask you tomorrow, what did you do yesterday?

    But where to go? How about a bar, once a den of alcohol and cigarettes with people crying in their beer. Things have changed. With smoking gone, healthier habits (a person can now enter a bar and with no guilt, actually with pride, request a soy chai latte), a new generation, laptops, and WI-FI, many bars are no longer the same. They have become living rooms for many.

    VBar & Cafe, opened in 2000, typifies the new era and is one of the nicest neighborhood bars I have been in. Located at 225 Sullivan Street in the Village, it’s atmospheric, dark, woodsy, and has a nice library, music, free WI-FI, light food, and nice people (however, it can get crowded and noisy at busy times). It is also pleasant by day – nice for a light lunch, some work, socializing, or a place to take a break. Virtually every customer review I have read extols its virtues, with “hidden gem” as the constant refrain. So if you want a great bar/cafe, or perhaps if you just gotta get out, try this hidden gem…


  • Shrine to Kitsch

    Although New York City is not thought of as a locale for themed restaurants, we still do have our share, particularly in neighborhoods that see heavy tourist traffic. Uptown, we have places like the Hard Rock Cafe, Planet Hollywood, and the Harley-Davidson Cafe. In the Village, we have Jekyll and Hyde Pub and the Slaughtered Lamb. A horror-themed bar/restaurant is something you would expect in Disney World or Las Vegas, not in Manhattan.

    Being that it was St. Patrick’s Day, I felt some obligation to at least see if anything was blog-worthy. There was the Empire State Building in green, but I decided that some drunken revelry would be be a better capture. So, armed with cameras, my photographer friend and I took a short stroll down West 4th Street, which has a number of bars, restaurants, and adult shops like the Pink Pussy Cat Boutique. The Slaughtered Lamb, like most other bars, was in full swing, sporting the requisite green motif with people spilling into the street. The pub appears to be the haunt of primarily students and tourists. Inside, one can see various horror/gothic displays, such as a glass case with a werewolf biting a woman’s neck. The basement is a dungeon, where pool and darts are played.

    The Slaughtered Lamb was inspired by the British pub of the same name in the film American Werewolf in London. The owner, Donald R. Finley, graduated from Columbia University in 1986 with an MBA before forming Eerie Entertainment and opening his various establishments, which include Jack the Ripper, Jekyll and Hyde Pub, and his uptown extravaganza in a 5-story building, the Jekyll and Hyde Club.

    What’s absolutely amazing about places like this is the range of opinions about them. I spent the morning reading patron reviews that ranged from one to five stars. The most commonly used negatives were kitschy and tacky. Yet many loved the atmosphere, food, decor, and service, while others hated all the same things and saw it as a shrine to kitsch…


  • Kristal Palace

    Last summer, I asked a photographer friend to accompany me on a final pilgrimage to CBGB, knowing it was to close in October of that year. So, on a hot August Sunday afternoon with the city deserted, we headed with our cameras to 315 Bowery and home of the legendary rock club. We were pleasantly surprised with our reception – the person attending welcomed us with open arms, saying that the owner, Hilly Kristal, had always supported and encouraged photographers. So rather than having to whine, beg, or sneak around taking harried photos surreptitiously, we were able to indulge and take our time.

    We toured and photographed the entire place – the bar, the stage, the green rooms, the sound room, and the infamous downstairs bathrooms. I never released all the images, so today I am showing a photo of the main stage. The club was a true dive bar – graffitied with stickers and posters, peeling paint, etc. I have done three other postings on the club – if you are interested, see the list below. The most recent posting of June 16, 2007 was concerning the ongoing state of the club in limbo after its closing, with Kristal saying that he intended to move the entire place to Las Vegas. On August 28th of this year, Kristal died at 75 of lung cancer…

    Previous postings on CBGB: CBGB, Gotta Go?, Limbo


  • Oktoberfest New York

    Until yesterday, I did not realize that there was a place in Manhattan where one could have a serious, authentic Oktoberfest celebration. While strolling down Avenue C in the East Village, a friend and I stumbled upon Zum Schneider Restaurant and Biergarten. Festivities were under way, with people spilling out on to the streets, a film crew on the scene, an oompah band musician with his trombone, Schneider Weisse umbrellas, Hofbräu München flags, and, of course, plenty of beer drinking.

    Oktoberfest dates back to 1810, in honor of the Bavarian Crown Prince Ludwig’s marriage to Princess Therese von Sachsen-Hildburghausen. It takes place in Munich (Bavaria) Germany and is the largest fair in the world, with 6 million people attending. The festival lasts over two weeks, ending in October. Fourteen main beer tents are set up, each associated with a different brewery – some hold nearly 10,000 people (click here for more info).

    Zum Schneider was opened in 2000 by Bavarian Sylvester Schneider, who missed summers in the beergarden of his native land (click here for website). So if you’re looking for a Bavarian indoor Biergarten or Oktoberfest in NYC, this looks like the place to be. Neighborhood residents, however, have not been so pleased, but a settlement was reached


  • Limbo

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

    Last fall, I posted twice regarding CBGB and their closing in October 2006, with numerous shots of the interior (click here and here). Of course, the closing of such a legendary club after 33 years was a big story and was controversial – some felt that the club should have been given landmark designation in order to save it, while others felt that the club had become more of a tourist mecca and no longer lived up to its original reputation. I thought I would take a final opportunity to photograph the club’s original location while vacant, before a new tenant takes over the space.

    The media, in numerous stories and interviews, has reported that Hilly Kristal, the owner, has intentions to move the entire club to Las Vegas and take as much of the original club as he could: “I intend to take everything out of there that represents CBGB. We’re going to take the bars, the toilets, the urinals, even the doors. We want to re-create the essence of the club.” There have also been suggestions of franchises of the club other than Las Vegas. In the interim, a CBGB store has opened at 19-23 St. Marks Place (bottom photo), which also serves as the interim location for their fashion/merchandise line and their wholesale and online operations. I have not found any confirmation yet of their move to Las Vegas…

    Footnote: CBGB & OMFUG stands for “Country Bluegrass Blues and Other Music For Uplifting Gormandizers,” which reflects the owner’s original intention for the type of music to be featured – the club ended up becoming the birthplace of American punk and a venue for rock.

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

  • The Bitter End

    This is the Bitter End at 147 Bleecker Street, one of the classic heavyweights in NYC music clubs. With the demise of many legendary clubs (CBGB, The Bottom Line, Village Gate), only a handful of older clubs remain, and this is one of them. It is now the oldest rock club in New York, established in 1961 by Fred Weintraub. The current owner, Paul Colby, has been involved with the club since 1968.

    The club is located on a strip of Bleecker Street with a number of music clubs: The Back Fence, Kenny’s Castaways, Terra Blues, and The Red Lion. At the Bitter End’s website, you can see a partial list of the roster of people who have played there (e.g. Bob Dylan, Billy Joel, Neil Young, The Indigo Girls, Joan Baez, Van Morrison, Joni Mitchell, Odetta, Bill Cosby, Woody Allen, George Carlin) – click here for a history. Typically several groups perform each night – last night I caught Girls Don’t Cry.

    Small clubs which showcase new talent are absolutely critical for the music world, so for patrons and musicians alike, the closing of clubs is often seen as a benchmark of the negative impact of over-gentrification, and the survival of older (and newer) clubs is fiercely defended…


  • Terra Blues

    Many small music clubs have closed down over the years – rising rents in Manhattan is certainly one of the major factors. And hit hardest are those clubs which feature less popular genres, such as the blues. Important venues such as Chicago Blues and Manny’s Car Wash have closed. The only real blues venue left in Manhattan is Terra Blues (although B.B. King’s at Times Square has a blues room).

    Terra Blues is one flight up at 149 Bleecker Street (click here for 2nd photo), one of the most touristy and well-known streets in the Village. However, this club is authentic and gets serious acts. And, unlike many remaining music clubs in the city, it is quite reasonable – the cover charge varies, and on many weeknights, there is no cover or minimum. If you like blues at all, I highly recommend it. Check the calendar on their website.
    One of my favorite blues musicians is harmonica player Jason Ricci. Here’s a link to his myspace site. Jason has started playing at Terra Blues – keep an eye out for him…


  • Fete

    NYC is a continuous smorgasboard of dos, galas, events, happenings, openings, presentations, and parties. If one has the time, interest, and inclination to go, you could keep very busy flitting from one to the next. And I know many who do occupy their time this way. Many events have substance; many are attended by those who want to see and be seen. Or both, or anywhere on the spectrum in between.

    The Wired Magazine people have been running a temporary retail store during the Christmas season, featuring the hottest gadgets, with their motto Geek Out in Style. The Wired Store, at 160 Wooster Street in SoHo, is open this year from November 17 to December 31. Last nite was the Wired Music Spotlight, sponsored by Giant Step and Knob Creek, which featured “the latest in the world of Latin and Soul grooves, with acoustic performances from Stephanie McKay (Astralwerks), Malena Perez (Cubanita Grooves), and music selects provided by Rafe Gomez (The Groove Boutique).” Click here for more photos. There were plenty of freebies, beverages, and music…


  • CBGB

    Beautiful, isn’t it? This is the interior of CBGB, photographed before it closed. After a rent dispute, much speculation, and attempts to save the rock club, they finally closed their doors on Halloween. A final concert with Patti Smith was given on October 15. My request to take photos was welcomed – the employee at the door said that the owner has always encouraged photography, so I was free to wander throughout the club.

    The club owner, Hilly Kristal, is looking to move the club to Vegas, as I mentioned in a previous post (in which I included a photo of the bathrooms). They are aggressively marketing their brand, online store, and a retail shop, which will be opening in prime East Village at 19-23 St. Marks Place on November 24th. Click here for their website. They have a Myspace site, and on November 15th, there will be an ebay auction of their club fixtures and furniture. I think in an era of imaging and branding, nostalgia can generate more business than the original product…


  • Gotta Go?

    This is the downstairs bathroom at CBGB. And, yes, it appears to be official: after 32 years, CBGB has gotta go – they are closing and moving to Las Vegas. Opened in 1973, they are the oldest rock club in continuous operation in NYC. The punk mecca has showcased the Ramones, Talking Heads, Blondie, the Patti Smith Group, Iggy Pop, etc.

    In a city of rising rents, closings of clubs is becoming standard fare – Wetlands, Fez, Luna Lounge, and Chicago Blues have all closed. Numerous efforts to save the NYC landmark have been made, including a festival in 2005, attended by the mayor. But economics rule – with a reported doubling of rent from $20,000 per month to $40,000 (and $80K per year liability insurance), it is just not economically feasible to stay open. For many, the closing is more of a disappointment than a real loss because it is emblematic of recent trends of displacement and gentrification.

    According to owner Hilly Kristal, they are taking everything with them to Vegas: “I intend to take everything out of there that represents CBGB. We’re going to take the bars, the toilets, the urinals, even the doors. We want to re-create the essence of the club.” But for me, looking at that bathroom, I’m not so sure I gotta go 🙂


  • McSorley’s

    McSorley’s Old Ale House has been in operation at the same location on E. 7th St. since 1854, when it was founded by Irish immigrant John McSorley. It serves only two types of its own ale – dark and light. It is quite well-known as one of the last pubs to admit women – and only after a Supreme Court case. The walls are adorned with articles and other memorabilia going back one hundred years. More photos here. If you go to their website, you can take a virtual tour, read their history, etc.

    Many of the patrons are tourists or college students, and apparently it is popular for bachelor and bachelorette parties. In the photo, we have “Team Blair,” a group of women with customized pink T-shirts meeting for a bachelorette party. In the back room, I was approached by a member of a bachelor party (sporting an inflated plastic lamb) who wanted me to take photos. If you visit, be prepared for a raucous atmosphere…


  • The Nature of Games

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

    Neither Lucy nor I follow sports, but we became impressed with Zidane after viewing a great montage of him on YouTube.com. The next thing you know, we were drawn in. Rather than watch it on television at home, we found the perfect place in NYC to join the frenzy – in SoHo, there are two bar/restaurants across the street from each other: one French (Felix) and one Italian (Novecento), with a second Italian restaurant (La Streghe) on the corner. They had multiple large screen televisions playing the game and plenty of patrons spilling out onto the sidewalk.

    The scene, of course, was very impassioned – jeering across the street by one fan group to the other, chanting, singing national anthems, etc. On the way home, we reminded ourselves that both teams were extremely good and that although very sad for the French, disappointment is one of many aspects of the Nature of Games…

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

  • Vivid View

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

    Here, one looks out from the roof of the Metropolitan Museum of Art on a humid, hazy day. In the summer, it’s a great place to go to get a view of city, looking over acres of a dense, vivid green Central Park surrounded by skyscrapers and apartment buildings. In the evenings on Friday and Saturday, it becomes a bar – you can have a drink and be in the open air on a rooftop in a very unique location: within Central Park.

    Lately, many rooftop bars have opened in NYC – see these articles in New York Magazine and the New York Times to get a description and locations for more than 20 of them. The views change dramatically when the sun goes down fully and the lights on the buildings and in the streets come up. Here’s another view…

    Posted on by Brian Dubé


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