tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post4185161321138030365..comments2024-03-18T19:27:54.524-04:00Comments on EV Grieve: Out and About in the East VillageUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-56156213796901722452018-08-08T23:54:47.017-04:002018-08-08T23:54:47.017-04:00I loved the New Nile, a fellow student at SVA did ...I loved the New Nile, a fellow student at SVA did the mural and we went down to see it. Got hooked on the place. Still remember the Bluefish. Only place I ever liked bluefish. Still remember the stairs down to the WC and the hand made booths with cushions along the wall. Once brought about 10 international clients there for dinner, great fun!!!!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17481259372735535929noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-19784130591739469972016-10-27T13:08:57.892-04:002016-10-27T13:08:57.892-04:00My apartment was burglarized 5 years ago on E. 12t...My apartment was burglarized 5 years ago on E. 12th Street! Yay! It was sooo awesome. Cops did next to nothing. Bad old days still here folks.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-20323283104390901542016-10-26T15:22:29.347-04:002016-10-26T15:22:29.347-04:00Those of us which lived here during those days mig...Those of us which lived here during those days might be glossing over the bad stuff but just about everyone I know had been mugged, burglarized or worse. My first week here included 4 men breaking into my apartment while I was sleeping (I talked them into leaving somehow), had my rent money stolen from my apartment when I left for an hour, and was mugged by 2 guys who held what they said was a gun to my head to steal $6 dollars. Yes I remember all that stuff but I also remember feeling that I was never really alive until I lived here. How I met so many great people and so many were doing super cool stuff and people were truly free to be who they were while respected other's choices not to mention being able to live on a dime. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-1953351538903554362016-10-26T13:39:12.373-04:002016-10-26T13:39:12.373-04:00His partner gets stabbed in the back After giving ...His partner gets stabbed in the back After giving up his backpack, and Grant says, "but I was never that worried. " Since Grant is a psychotherapist, he should be familiar with the concept of "denial." I lived just a couple of blocks from Grant (though I do not know him at all), went to Area, Odeon and even had a few conversations with his friend Ann M. I can tell you, after three muggings and an eleven stick scar from a knife wound on my face from a mugging, that I was more than a little bit cautious. No level of culture is worth death and pain and fear. I look back at how equivocal I was about living in the EV in the 70's and 80's and think I should have been more of an activist for personal safety and against crime. As a white male, I had my moments, but I shudder to imagine the pain and fear felt by the elderly, single moms with their children and young teens trying to avoid the gangs in the projects. <br />EVGrieve is brilliant but too often we read about overly romantic views of the EV rather than the reality that many people suffered so people like me could enjoy clubs, art and a bit of pretension.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-74546209203479527252016-10-26T10:59:30.109-04:002016-10-26T10:59:30.109-04:00Followed the Ann Magnuson link and watched the dis...Followed the Ann Magnuson link and watched the discussion panel for screening of Downtown '81.<br />Interesting. I remember a lot of those people. Still have never seen that film. Wish I had known of the MOMA screening just a couple weeks ago.<br />http://annmagnuson.com/2016/10/15/video-tim-lawrence-moma-panel-discussion/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-65939299170557916222016-10-26T10:04:54.949-04:002016-10-26T10:04:54.949-04:00The moral of this story is the East Village is bec...The moral of this story is the East Village is becoming a very different place from what it was 10, 20 or 30 years ago for those of us that have lived here that long and remember it. It will not go back to the days of artists, writers and musicians and a place where low income people can make a life for themselves. As with the rest of the city there is a lot of (International) money being dumped here as investment with no concern for the present population and that population's ability to make a living wage or run their own businesses. Even our supposedly "socialist" bent mayor has done little to protect the lives of the people which put him in office. Even private people must submit to the nameless and faceless masters and their investment strategy in our city(s) development. We are now seeing the so called benefits of trickle down economics compounded with the removal of all government control of corporate greed and the dismantling of the middle class. If you are young enough and can't swing the rent here I suggest you find an affordable place to live elsewhere before the tide of greed finds your new "artsy" neighborhood and makes it "safe". If you have been around for more than 30 years I hope you have managed to save something and think Mexico could be an alternative. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-60061940585375830062016-10-26T09:31:40.264-04:002016-10-26T09:31:40.264-04:00"Everyone had aspirations; they were aspiring..."Everyone had aspirations; they were aspiring dancers, or models, or singers, or actors — or something like that." Frankly, above all else, this is the most gaping hole in the character of this place today.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-140807331595255152016-10-26T08:52:39.445-04:002016-10-26T08:52:39.445-04:00great interview and fascinating read! great interview and fascinating read! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com