tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post5252029799386125457..comments2024-03-28T15:30:55.364-04:00Comments on EV Grieve: Remembering Michael BrodyUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-17551258669884133752018-08-06T11:23:10.646-04:002018-08-06T11:23:10.646-04:00I have returned to this article about Michael seve...I have returned to this article about Michael several times....it is a balm to my soul to read about him here....to see that others knew him and shared this feeling of love for him.<br />He and I lived together on and off for 7 years....that apartment on e.1st street was a haven for me and every inch of it was dear to me.....I returned to it over the years when I visited New York, sitting at Michael's little kitchen table , chatting with him over coffee as if no time had passed.The years rolled on, but still he was always there, the same apartment, the same peyote cactus growing in his window, getting bigger and bigger over the years....the same phone # for 40 years.....the most stable thing in my life was him !<br />It is 4 years now since he passed away ......I think of him often and feel the large empty space in my heart that he occupied for so long . No one could ever replace him.<br />Michael, you were strange, and wonderful and loved by many !<br /><br /><br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04483022121487087688noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-68768648394276634812017-08-05T13:28:55.627-04:002017-08-05T13:28:55.627-04:00I met Michael when he and Ron Gold were performing...I met Michael when he and Ron Gold were performing at the Asolo Theater in Sarasota Florida during my time at New College of Florida. We became good friends and later lived in the experiment at Cloud Farm on the Delaware Water Gap. Michael was endlessly entertaining and a sweet soul. I had tried in the past few years to try to discover where and how he was without luck. So sorry to have missed making contact before he passed away. Thanks so much for this lovely remembrance of him.<br /><br />C. Soehl<br /><br />Fionahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08513615008339995282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-80973291486441126812016-04-09T23:45:53.318-04:002016-04-09T23:45:53.318-04:00Just want to say that Michael's ghost visited ...Just want to say that Michael's ghost visited me last year, in a leafy green form, looking young and sort of country. Maybe he appeared because so many people wrote about him on this blog.<br /> I almost didn't recognize him, he was so sweet and sincere, doffing his hat. Not the usual insouciant, detached observer.<br /><br />In the 60's, I'd flown back to NY from S. California, a giant bundle of fresh picked yellow gladiolas grown by Japanese farmers around my childhood home in arm for the successful opening of a play he was in, and he was uncharacteristically refused them, giving them back to me. It took me awhile to realize he was off to another woman. And another....such a little womanizer! I felt like a fool. In those early days of Free Love we were all free to have our hearts broken.<br /><br />Seeing some old photos, one of a young woman he was smitten with, and talking to Uncle Ted, I realize now that his heart had been broken and he yearned for his mate as did I him. What are the odds of any of us consummating passion a whole life long?<br /><br />One time I took the red eye from San Francisco to NYC just to spend New Years Eve with some well off swells, dancing the night away til dawn, at the best clubs and restaurants, then catching the red eye same day back to the Left Coast. I'd parked a Tibetan tulku at Michael's apartment to go partying, and when I went back to fetch him he said, "Your friend Michael is too philosophic. He needs to integrate into life more. It's not enough just to know. Wisdom needs to be mingled in action with others." <br /><br />I told Michael but of course he disregarded it, insisting he knew everything, didn't need anything, cracking jokes about the Dalai lama, (as he did back in the 60's) and other cosmic cracks.<br />I didn't know that he'd been reading Buddhist texts all those long decades. <br /><br />While in the City in 1991 during the Kalachakra initiations at Madison Square Garden I couldn't' get him to come out to hear the Dalai Lama and other lhigh lamas, no matter how I cajoled and begged. He was happy, however, to turn me and my Californian retinue on to great lower east side restaurants, but was unmoved by our pleas to join us. Such a stubborn man!<br /><br />He came to Big Sur in the late 80's when I had a shop there. but he was as evanescent there, as hard to hold as steam, and it just seemed like a dream that he'd passed through. He was staying with Uncle Ted in S.F. <br />He made me feel naive. Had to tell me the reason that my neighbors, where I lived in an Airstream 5 miles down a dirt road were hostile toward me was that they were dope growers and they thought I was straight.<br />I'd just thought they had the Big Sur Ornery Neighbor Syndrome virus.<br /><br />If I hadn't been so surprised when I saw his ghost, I'd have bided a wee. I'd still like to just call him up. <br /> <br /><br /><br />Wide Awake Ancestorshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16757228457689516198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-65698316671466531962015-12-10T05:40:38.858-05:002015-12-10T05:40:38.858-05:00Good to read and remember Michael, again. Good to read and remember Michael, again. MNapolihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07202406448479995313noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-76389088781470222322014-08-02T19:43:48.316-04:002014-08-02T19:43:48.316-04:00I thought about this query all week and reached ou...I thought about this query all week and reached out to a few people, to no avail. Pamela's tribute to Michael is so heartfelt -- it really is a wonderful thing to read -- and reminds me that behind each door is a story, a rich and complex story...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-6968313126703593172014-07-31T17:19:11.255-04:002014-07-31T17:19:11.255-04:00Thanks EV, really beautiful.Thanks EV, really beautiful.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-69819199452845872332014-07-31T13:47:32.384-04:002014-07-31T13:47:32.384-04:00So many people spoke and wrote this way then, we w...So many people spoke and wrote this way then, we were all so well-ejucated by the public schools. I'm 60 now but always hung out with older people in that same era, so feel as if I've known and lost Michael. And gained Pamela!<br /><br />This is just a wonderful tributeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-86387911813554938922014-07-30T09:15:48.456-04:002014-07-30T09:15:48.456-04:00One would hope to be remembered so vividly and fon...One would hope to be remembered so vividly and fondly. Thanks, Pamela.pinheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05190184463719101350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-75467648608387020322014-07-30T02:52:07.887-04:002014-07-30T02:52:07.887-04:00The very first macrobiotic restaurant was The Para...The very first macrobiotic restaurant was The Paradox. So was Michael. <br />It was the cheapest place to eat then, so artists, dancers, actors, students, Hare Krishna followers, students, etc. ate there & the conversations were like none other....a new world emerged.<br /><br />Stay true to the 'hood. Back in the day, late 60's, was raw and pushing up like buds from a twig after a long winter. Don't get jaded. Magic's afoot. Treat the children well. I tutored Grant St. Settlement house kids....is it still around? Changed all our lives.<br />Glad to share. Pamelanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-65431090864785116752014-07-29T23:18:14.618-04:002014-07-29T23:18:14.618-04:00This is the most moving piece you've ever post...This is the most moving piece you've ever posted. Thanks for really making my night!Riffchorusriffhttp://notesonnewyork.tumblr.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-18037193369442825632014-07-29T23:02:36.737-04:002014-07-29T23:02:36.737-04:00i agree-Pamela, tell the story. It sounds wonderfu...i agree-Pamela, tell the story. It sounds wonderful and you tell it so beautifully.<br /><br />Maybe that's what he left you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-28016169671171923642014-07-29T22:16:24.637-04:002014-07-29T22:16:24.637-04:00Thanks Grieve. The best journalism I have read in ...Thanks Grieve. The best journalism I have read in a long time, on a hyperlocal blog. Maybe this is the way of the future.Galwegiannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-29622902536905936252014-07-29T21:21:22.812-04:002014-07-29T21:21:22.812-04:00Absolutely perfect. First post I've ever save...Absolutely perfect. First post I've ever saved.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-90649109347660802202014-07-29T20:52:12.036-04:002014-07-29T20:52:12.036-04:00Ain't humanity grand sometimes?
Props to all....Ain't humanity grand sometimes?<br /><br />Props to all.DrBOPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07179469265158025584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-89779209883158494892014-07-29T19:28:34.924-04:002014-07-29T19:28:34.924-04:00Thinking about the Paradox and the Cauldron... and...Thinking about the Paradox and the Cauldron... and remembering how when I arrived in the East Village the area was defined for some of us by places like that and people like Michael. Thank you all for having been here.Richard Anoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-30197544384606252452014-07-29T14:44:00.593-04:002014-07-29T14:44:00.593-04:00maybe Tamara at FAB could redistribute remaining i...maybe Tamara at FAB could redistribute remaining items to theaters in the area through the Load-Out program?bowboynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-89600851796361332872014-07-29T13:55:54.237-04:002014-07-29T13:55:54.237-04:00Thank you so much for sharing this.Thank you so much for sharing this.Laura Goggin Photographyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15517481509431547970noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-65020984996792247812014-07-29T13:26:11.204-04:002014-07-29T13:26:11.204-04:00Amazing. Just amazing.Amazing. Just amazing.Giovannihttp://urbanmyths.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-90970873833769298622014-07-29T13:06:56.897-04:002014-07-29T13:06:56.897-04:00God that was fucking great.God that was fucking great.JAZnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-44626272348126923932014-07-29T12:16:58.253-04:002014-07-29T12:16:58.253-04:00I believe he was a neighbor at one pint. Did he li...I believe he was a neighbor at one pint. Did he live on the 100 block of First Street?Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17500911433868035367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-46718282247595367762014-07-29T12:01:48.705-04:002014-07-29T12:01:48.705-04:00I'm teary too. Thank you, Miss Pamela, for you...I'm teary too. Thank you, Miss Pamela, for your wonderful reminisces -- not only of Michael but of a halcyon East Village. And thank you, Grieve, for bringing us Michael's story. I agree with the commenter above -- between the love for Michael and the reporting of this blog and the outpouring of support for Dr Dave, I have good feelings about my neighborhood today. marjoriehttp://www.marjorieingall.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-18347419886259134552014-07-29T10:35:13.358-04:002014-07-29T10:35:13.358-04:00Very touching.
And wow, he has a beautiful apartm...Very touching.<br /><br />And wow, he has a beautiful apartment!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-40849974777039294232014-07-29T10:32:01.953-04:002014-07-29T10:32:01.953-04:00Beautiful and moving, pure love in Pamela's wr...Beautiful and moving, pure love in Pamela's writing, releases memories of my own of the neighborhood in the early 70s.<br /><br />The old macrobiotic restaurant she remembers is probably the Cauldron, as she says, which I think was on 6th Street, though it could also be the Paradox, which I think was on 7th Street and which I think was first. <br /><br />For some time at least the Cauldron was run by a handsome Orthodox Jewish man. <br /><br />Virginia KelleyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-71465379079611360332014-07-29T10:04:18.226-04:002014-07-29T10:04:18.226-04:00I didn't know Michael but because of his story...I didn't know Michael but because of his story, I will always remember him...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-31027740006822086392014-07-29T10:04:11.181-04:002014-07-29T10:04:11.181-04:00This story and the fact that Dr Dave was able to r...This story and the fact that Dr Dave was able to raise over $30,000 in less than 5 days to keep his office open gives me some hope that this neighborhood may survive with some integrity.<br /><br />After all the annoying people move back to the burbs or elsewhere to breed, there may be the rest of left to look back on the drunk invasion of the 2000s and 2010s.<br /><br />Alternatively we may all get priced out, too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com