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  • Sieve

    New York is an international magnet. It’s like the whole world is on a tilt and anyone who isn’t tied down ends up in the city at one time or another. And for most musicians and performers, working in NYC is a right of passage.
    For a brass band from Marseille, I guess it would be de rigueur.

    On the same day that I met renowned Will Galison, we had this brass band from Marseille only a few hundred feet away. They called themselves Samenakoa and used a number of unique devices, including a megaphone for the singer.

    We are so spoiled in this city. We have one cultural tour de force after another. Even on the streets, we have extraordinary talent and, in some cases, people who work professionally on stages worldwide. I have seen Philippe Petit (who walked between the twin towers), David Blaine, and a plethora of others.
    The streets are a good training ground for performers. Unlike a theater, you do not a have a captive audience – they need to be gathered and held. A tough job in a city with so many distractions and so much talent. If your act is not immediately compelling, most will just walk away.

    Performers I have known who honed their craft this way have become extraordinary performers – not just showmen, but true entertainers. People like Penn and Teller. On the streets, an astute performer can easily ascertain what works and what doesn’t. That which doesn’t work is discarded. It’s liking working with a sieve, sifting for the nuggets of gold that remain after discarding the sand. Separating wheat from chaff.

    All those nuggets of gold and kernels of wheat – that’s why I love this city.

    Related Postings: One Man Band, The Naked Cowboy, Street Revival, Reverend Billy, Missionaries Meet Their Match, FĂŞte de la Musique, Palehorse Productions


  • Do it in the Road

    We do it in the road. We have a real street life in NYC. The street is our front yard, backyard, driveway, and secondary sidewalk. We eat in the streets, walk in the streets, and fix our cars in the streets. Children play in the streets and we have fairs and parades in the streets. We make movies and commercials in the streets – where else is there? Last night, on the way to dinner on Christopher Street in the West Village, I ran across a movie set. They were filming Motherhood with Uma Thurman (see photos here).

    These occurrences appear suddenly and are quite common – the crowd watching was surprisingly small. Paparazzi with telephoto lenses were on hand. But we are jaded in NYC, and the novelty wears off quickly. Most onlookers only spend a short time observing, catch a celebrity, and move on. And most don’t even bother to do that. They just walk and navigate the street, slightly annoyed with the congestion, simultaneously avoiding the traffic. Cars and buses are a nuisance, really – they just get in our way…


  • Donato

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

    Seems like I am on a strange and lucky roll recently. If you read my posting on the Chess Shop, you know how I just happened to pick the optimum day with the original owner playing chess outside and the current owner inside. And then the story of running into a renowned harmonica virtuoso Will Galison just hanging out in the park.

    Trattoria Spaghetto at 232 Bleecker and Carmine Street is in one of the highest traffic and most touristy areas in the city. Certainly not the little hideaway tucked in on a quiet sidestreet. So one might be inclined to avoid it, as I certainly did for most of my time living in the city. But I finally gave it a try and find the food to be very good Italian fare – a number of my friends now go there regularly and we all like it. The prices are inexpensive, and the ambiance is extremely nice, particularly given the price range. There is also outdoor seating.

    So as I sat one night, I found myself eavesdropping on two gentlemen who have very heavy Italian accents. I get the sense that they may be neighborhood residents, so I think this is a good opportunity to get an opinion from locals to use as background for this posting. I ask if they live in the neighborhood. By now you have guessed – I have accidentally bumped into the owner, Donato DiSaverio. He was friendly and charming. He spoke of his restaurant, where he was born in Italy, etc. I learned that he has a factory in Queens and makes all his own pasta for the restaurant.

    It is the perfect place to take a group of people with different tastes – you can never go wrong with Italian 🙂

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

  • Only in New York

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

    Wow. That’s all I can say. I’m in the park watching these two guys play guitar. I learn that the person on the left is a harmonica player. I love blues harmonica, so I volunteer a couple of big names. He says he knows them.

    Someone pulls me aside and says, “Can I give you a tip about this guy”? I say, “Sure.” He also knows harmonica players and says that this guy is famous. Now, coming from someone in the park whom I do not know, I take this with a grain of salt. My informant tells me that he is probably one of the two best players on the planet and has played with the likes of Barbra Streisand. He doesn’t look like Barbra Streisand material to me. But I have met many successful individuals in NYC who do not look the part, especially in casual attire. Plus, he is a musician, and this is New York.

    I get his card and introduce myself. His name is Will Galison. So this morning I do an online search. I find that this man is much more accomplished than I ever imagined. Everything my informant said is true and more. This man has a several page entry in Wikipedia. He has worked with a range of musicians including Carly Simon, Sting, Chaka Khan, and Astrud Gilberto. He has also recorded soundtracks for Academy Award nominated films. He can be heard on a Sesame Street theme. He was trained at the Berklee School of Music and has performed at various New York City venues including The Village Gate, The Blue Note, and the Lone Star Cafe with jazz musicians Jaco Pastorius and Jaki Byard. He has worked on Saturday Night Live. See his website here.

    At one point, his companion, Sean Daly, tried his hand at the lap steel guitar. Undaunted, he appeared to pick it up with ease. Easy for a natural.
    And there they were, with four of us as audience. No one anywhere around suspecting. Only in New York…

    Posted on by Brian Dubé

  • Cuts One Way

    The Brooklyn Bridge is one of the most important and recognizable NYC landmarks – an edifice literally in stone and one of its finest icons. I have done numerous postings where the bridge is a key element, but none on the bridge itself. See the list of related postings below and more photos of the bridge here.

    The bridge, completed in 1883 and connecting lower Manhattan with Brooklyn, has a walkway which is open to pedestrians and bicycles. I highly recommend this to any visitor (or resident) – it’s a must-do. It’s free and the vistas are great.

    There is no room and it makes no sense for me to synopsize here the history of the bridge or supply technical information – tomes have been written. The Wikipedia article is a good start and has a myriad of links (see here).

    The Brooklyn Bridge is quite special to me. I find the stonework so much more attractive than the steelwork of the Manhattan and Williamsburg bridges, although I have warmed up to these over the years. Traveling around the city, particularly by car, the Brooklyn Bridge is omnipresent, and with its image comes a plethora of feelings and impressions. Especially for a New Yorker. This is the bridge of book, film, and fable, known throughout the world.

    Visitors are frequently astonished that anyone would go through what we do just to get through basic everyday life. And many do leave after trying their hand at living here. Our town is a great one, but the knife that is New York City has two edges and cuts both ways. I, like many New Yorkers, have a love/hate relationship with many aspects of life here – it comes with the territory and every one of us living here knows it. But for the Brooklyn Bridge, the knife cuts only one way – I love that bridge 🙂

    Related posts: One Front Street, Loaded, The River Cafe, Gallery View, Sink or Swim, Dumbo, Bridge Cafe, Belle de Jour, Jet Ski, Twist and Shout, The Watchtower


  • Ephemera

    I remember reading a review of the TV comedy series Seinfeld which criticized it for focusing on the insignificant and inconsequential, the characters indulging and obsessing over things of no import. I think the reviewer missed the point and apparently didn’t see the self-referential classic episode explaining the raison d’etre, where characters Jerry and George propose a new show about nothing. With more disposable income and free time, it’s not surprising to see indulgences at many levels. The obsession by many with minutiae and ephemera is quite real and preoccupies much of our daily lives.

    Retailers abound in new York City that cater to every whim, fancy, and serious interest imaginable. The native population and tourist traffic is large enough to support specialty merchants, of which I have featured many on this site: Barbie in Furs, The Evolution Store, Scrap Yard, Economy Candy, Agent Provocateur, You’re Not in Kansas, Ten Ren Tea, Eileen’s Cheesecake, Myers of Keswick, Zoomies, Murray’s Cheese, John Jovino Gun Shop, Pink Pussy Cat Boutique, Canal Rubber, Botanica, Kiehl’s, Pearl Paint, Pearl River Mart, Taschen, Matt Umanov, Bleecker Bobs, Peanut Butter & Co., Patel Brothers, The Strand, Seize sur Vingt, ABC, Mooshoes, Vilebrequin, and Girl Props.

    The photo was taken in Fish’s Eddy (named after a small town upstate New York) on lower Fifth Avenue. The display of porcelain hand molds was very striking – I’ve never seen this many together. These molds are used for rubber glove manufacture – they are dipped in a liquid latex and removed. Once dried, the latex is stripped off, and voila – a latex glove. I read that these molds are quite common in antique shops and are used around the home as a decorative item. With a little imagination, I’m sure many uses can be found – the sign below them assures us that they are “handy for just about anything.” Or perhaps this is a display which sells things for nothing 🙂


  • You’re Not in Kansas

    I love this place – if you want the feeling of commerce with beehive activity, this is the place to go. Hustle and bustle, from busy to packed, B&H Photo Video sees over 10,000 customers per day. This is the country’s largest photo supplier – they have everything. But whether you are a photographer or not, it is a must-visit.

    The store was founded by Herman Schreiber and his wife Blimie (hence B and H) on the Lower East Side in 1973. It relocated to 17th Street in the photo district, where it remained until 1997, when it expanded and moved to its current space at 34th Street and 9th Avenue. They occupy 70,000 square feet, not counting corporate offices nearby and a large Brooklyn warehouse.

    Everything is a study in organization and good business management. After a purchase is made, goods are sent from a basement stockroom to the pickup area via overhead conveyers with green bins (see photo #3 here). The huge checkout area moves quickly, with dozens of clerks taking payment. Take a few final steps to product pickup, and voila, your items are already awaiting you!

    Many retailers in NYC have become international icons, such as the Fifth Avenue gold coast retailers – Cartier, Tiffany, Saks, Bergdorf, and others, such as Macy’s. These stores all have a rich history, with many being founded in the mid-1800s. Their mythic proportions are made more indelible by the historic properties they inhabit in prime locations.

    B&H Photo shares none of these attributes but has achieved iconic status in its own unique, New York way. Although large, the single location provides for the focus and expertise not typically found in a chain store. And B&H is no stranger to competitive pricing; they built their reputation on supplying professionals with equipment at rock-bottom prices. So the Internet has not thrown them – they aggressively market and sell online. There is ZERO pressure to buy – none of the salesman are on commission. The return policy is very generous.

    Visiting here is also a cultural experience. B&H is staffed predominantly by orthodox Jews – bearded men with white shirts, black pants, many with payot (sidelock hair curls), and tzitzis (white cords hanging from the waist). For many visitors, the site of this entire spectacle serves as a good reminder that You’re Not in Kansas Anymore 🙂


  • Hurry

    I have done business with places like this for decades. They were always just places. Get in, get out. Get your business done. Maybe a friendly chat. Nothing much to admire. Could really use a little sprucing up, actually.
    Times have changed. Now I realize that this really is the end of an era – right here at 159 Bowery. Real, living history. You don’t have to read about it or travel to Europe. You can walk in now and meet Brian and his father tinkering in the back. Two generations of a three-generation business started in 1910 by Brian’s grandfather. More photos here.

    Faerman’s offers good, knowledgeable service, New York Style. What does that mean? Well, it means we’re busy, perhaps a little harried (we’re not overstaffed with incompetents), and we need to get to the point quickly. Like a surgeon in ER. Competent, quick. Cut to the chase. No graduates from charm school here. No frills or slick corporate beatitudes like “How may I serve you today?” which, unfortunately, is typically code for “I can only recite this line and not really do much to help you.”

    When you go to a place like Faerman Cash Register, you are dealing with the quintessential New York family-run business. People who know what the hell they are doing and talking about. The same people answer the phone. No layers between you and tech. A place that’s real. And I love the humanity of it all – I miss that.
    Of course, you can get all manner of scales and cash registers, both new, used, and antique at Faerman. But I imagine you’re not reading this for scale- and cash register-buying recommendations 🙂

    Am I over romanticizing? Not at all. Go see for yourself. Tell Brian I sent you. Don’t overstay your visit – they’ve got work to do. And hurry, because I can really feel history slipping right between my fingers and it’s a little sad…

    Footnote: In the time I have started this website, I have already seen some disappearing acts. CBGB was just down the street from Faerman and is now closed. Space Surplus Metals is out of business.
    Related: See my stories on Economy Candy and Eileen’s Cheesecake.


  • Luxury

    I have not done a posting on the Waldorf Astoria Hotel per se (I will do a more in-depth piece in the future) but did feature their famed clock earlier this year. The Waldorf epitomizes classic, iconic New York. If you want to see a place that just exudes old world charm and luxury, New York style, this is it: the Palace of New York and art deco masterpiece. Of course, the Plaza (no longer a hotel) and the Pierre give it a run for the money, but if I had to pick one hotel that says “New York,” this would be it. There are so many historical associations, including ringing in the New Year with dance band leader Guy Lombardo. Presidents, Queens, dignitaries, and celebrities of all types – the roster, past and present, reads like a who’s who. The hotel has the largest elegant ballroom in the city – four stories high. This is home to the annual International Debutante Ball.

    The U.S. government maintains a large suite on the 42nd floor as a residence for its United Nations ambassador. The presidential suite has been home to every President of the US when visiting New York since 1931. If, by the way, you have never been (whether resident or visitor), I highly recommend that you visit and wander about. The main lobby is a must-see. Have no concern about visiting as a non-guest – there is too much traffic for anyone to police. Act like you belong, and you will…


  • Loaded

    It occurred to me looking at this photo that NYC is really loaded – not just with money but also with icons. It explains why New Yorkers can be quite cynical – everywhere we look, there are spectacular vistas, frequently with MULTIPLE icons.

    In this shot alone (taken from DUMBO, Brooklyn) we have the Brooklyn Bridge, the Municipal Building, the Empire State Building, and last (and least), the Verizon Building. And there were numerous other notables in view but not framed by this photo (South Street Seaport, the Financial District, the Woolworth Building, and the Manhattan and Williamsburg Bridges). When leaving my office daily, I see the Chrysler Building framed by Grace Church looking north (click here) and the Woolworth Building to the south. Walking home through SOHO’s historic cast iron district, I see the Empire State Building framed by Washington Square Arch (click here). Only Paris comes to mind with such a plethora of notable places and things that are household names.

    There are numerous activities, industries, businesses, and services that NYC stands out as a center for – publishing, advertising, finance, music, dance, theater, film, law, fine arts, architecture, parks, street life, fashion, retailers, and dining (there are over 17,000 restaurants in Manhattan alone). We are used to superlatives – biggest, most, best. As far as being loaded in the classic money sense, we’ve got that too, of course. I remember being stunned by an article in the Wall Street Journal that gave the number of 10 figure annual bonuses in the city…


  • Jersey Girls

    No, these girls are not from New Jersey, nor are they the 9/11 widows that Ann Coulter accused of “reveling in their celebrity status.” I ran across them on Jersey Street, a short, two-block alley in SoHo, while returning from Pickle Day on the Lower East Side (as interesting as pickles may be, they’re not an all-day commitment). While walking on Lafayette Street and passing by Jersey Street, I was startled to see three women, one lying provocatively on the trunk of a taxi. They were alternately posing and taking photos with their point-and-shoot camera, so, of course, I decided to jump into the fray. They were very accommodating and did some additional posing for me (and have been waiting for these photos and posting).

    The three girls, Erica, Maiy, and Jari, are dancers with a company called Vixens, managed by Torey Nelson. Nine (of approximately 15) members of the company were there for a photo shoot for their portfolios. “We all have dancing experience in different genres including but not limited to Hip Hop, ballet, modern, and jazz. We are a young company with goals of taking the Dance World by storm.”

    BTW, the cab driver was not a prior acquaintance. He just was driving by and asked if they wanted to take photos with his taxi.


  • 911

    I came across this memorial with a friend in the 9th Street Community Gardens on Avenue C. We liked the simple, homemade assemblage. It makes a thoughtful statement without fanfare. Today, I let the photo speak for itself.


  • New York Stock Exchange

    The first thing to know about the New York Stock Exchange building is that it is not located on Wall Street (click here for photo) but rather around the corner at 18 Broad. The New York Stock Exchange (the world’s largest) traces its origins to 1792, when 24 New York City stockbrokers and merchants signed the Buttonwood Agreement outside 68 Wall Street under a buttonwood tree. In 1817, they drafted its first constitution. By the late 1800s, larger facilities were needed, and 8 NYC architects were invited to participate in a design competition for a new building. George B. Post’s neo-classical design won, and in 1903, the new Exchange building, with its six massive Corinthian columns, opened to fanfare and festivity, recognized from the first as an example of masterful architecture (the flag was draped in front of the building after 9/11).

    Among some of its marvels (from the New York Stock Exchange website): The trading floor was one of the grandest spaces in the nation. It measured 109 x 140 feet and its marble walls rise 72 feet to meet the ornate gilt ceiling. The window wall: The entire front of the building is glass, making practically one stupendous window, 96 feet long and 50 feet high. Another window of the same size forms the New Street front. Skylight: The trading floor is surmounted by a vast skylight, 30 feet square. Air conditioning: The Stock Exchange building was one of the first structures in the world to employ it. There is even an emergency hospital with a physician in constant attendance. The great figural sculptures in marble on the NYSE building’s facade were designed by John Quincy Adams Ward and are among the building’s most recognizable features (click here). Entitled “Integrity Protecting the Works of Man,” the classical design depicts the 22-foot figure of Integrity in the center, with Agriculture and Mining to her left and Science, Industry, and Invention on her right, representing the sources of American prosperity. The waves on either extreme of the pediment symbolize the ocean-to-ocean influence of the Exchange (the pediment required replacement in 1936).

    In 1967, Yippie founder and activist Abbie Hoffman threw dollar bills on the trading floor to proclaim the Death of Money. It never came to pass 🙂


  • Manhattanhenge

    Depending on your source, either yesterday or today is Manhattanhenge, a biannual occurrence where the setting sun aligns with the east-west streets of Manhattan’s main street grid (14th Street and farther north). Manhattan has two such days, generally cited as May 28th and July 12th, with some small yearly variation (there are also two days when the effect can be seen at sunrise: December 5 and January 8).

    The term Manhattanhenge was coined in 2002 by Neil deGrasse Tyson, an astrophysicist at the American Museum of Natural History, and is based on an analogous occurrence at Stonehenge, where, on the summer solstice, the sun rises in perfect alignment with several of the stones. On the Manhattanhenge days, the sun fully illuminates every cross street on the grid during the last fifteen minutes of daylight. The sun’s center sets exactly on the street’s center line, with the sun 50% above/below the horizon. The effect can be seen from river to river (and from Queens). The effect is good for a day or so on either side.

    Many people question the idea that this effect takes place simultaneously at every crosstown street in the grid, regardless of location. This may be counter intuitive, but it is true. The sun’s distance from the Earth at 93 million miles, in comparison to the length of the city’s grid of only a few miles, means that the sun’s rays are essentially parallel once reaching the earth – the deviation from parallel is too small to make a perceptible difference. Also note that Manhattan is rotated 29 degrees from geographic north. If the island’s grid was perfectly aligned with geographic north, Manhattanhenge would occur on the spring and autumn equinoxes.

    Viewing recommendations and photo notes: You still have time to see this effect in the next day or so. Recommended viewing is as far east as possible. However, keep in mind that many streets do not go clear through or have obstructions on the west side, the slight hilliness of the city may limit the view from First Avenue, and the actual horizon cannot be seen due to various buildings on the skyline in New Jersey. Queens or Roosevelt Island would also be good viewing areas. The photos were taken at 34th Street and Park Avenue – there was a fairly good crowd for the event. We dodged traffic, standing in the center of the street between changing lights.


  • Spring Fever

    There’s nothing temperate about this zone, and people are taking opportunities to enjoy the hints of spring as soon as and whenever they are available. We have gone from a low of 11 degrees last week to a predicted 69 degrees tomorrow. Clothing is being shed, the streets and parks are filling up, and windows are being opened. Window watching – from both sides of the glass – is a popular pastime in the city. The rewards usually pay off with all the activities to see.

    This brings back memories of the wonderful classic Hitchcock film Rear Window,starring James Stewart and Grace Kelly (the entire film takes place in the bedroom of a Greenwich Village apartment, where Stewart, confined to his apartment while healing from an injury, spies on neighbors and witnesses what he suspects might be evidence of a murder). The woman in the photo was precariously balanced on a window ledge 4 stories above the street on Broadway in SoHo – there was nothing to break her fall. Smoking a cigarette while balanced on a window sill gives a new meaning to living on the edge…



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