tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post952328102957451904..comments2024-03-28T12:11:12.965-04:00Comments on EV Grieve: Reader report: Duane Reade expanding on Avenue BUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-17158330581029093192017-09-10T14:12:23.227-04:002017-09-10T14:12:23.227-04:00thanks for sharing the link, Jonathan!thanks for sharing the link, Jonathan!EV Grievehttp://evgrieve.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-89811386025878665712017-09-10T12:39:19.082-04:002017-09-10T12:39:19.082-04:00I found a few old pics I took from my window - pas...I found a few old pics I took from my window - pasted them together in Photoshop: https://www.flickr.com/photos/leolondon/36960720082/Jonathanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13529988769445299298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-12760782694257046422012-08-28T14:31:24.924-04:002012-08-28T14:31:24.924-04:00Anyone have pics?Anyone have pics?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-69784225260983519102012-08-27T22:25:38.047-04:002012-08-27T22:25:38.047-04:00I miss those lots that had the sculptures of trash...I miss those lots that had the sculptures of trash- I think there were 2 different ones? As another poster said- One day I realized they were gone as if they were never really there at all. Just a dream of a vibrant crazy place with pinwhhels and dolls heads on the fence while a million bizarre objects clamored together in a tower of the bizarre. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-64839773439493995962012-08-27T17:57:16.264-04:002012-08-27T17:57:16.264-04:00That "someone's apartment" where GG ...That "someone's apartment" where GG Allin OD'd was Johnny Puke's girlfriend's. GG was there at Johnny's invitation, to his gf's dismay. When it turned out that GG had taken the invitation to crash way too literally, Johnny's gf kicked Johnny out. Some people really don't like a corpse on their couch, I guess.DrGeckonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-23113153969522814712012-08-27T16:52:29.492-04:002012-08-27T16:52:29.492-04:00I've lived a block away from this since 1991, ...I've lived a block away from this since 1991, and every once in awhile I wonder how and when the Gas Station disappeared. Over the past few years, I started to think it was just a weird dream I had, and that it never really existed. <br /><br />But I do remember that this is where GG Allin played has last show...in 1995? After trying to rape several audience members, later that night he fatally ODed at someone's apartment either on my street or 2nd street.<br /><br />I think I only went inside there once or twice for an "art" event or party (I preferred the hardcore matinees at ABC No Rio) but I would walk by it every day and stare at all the junky-looking sculptures created by junkies. Memories.Glenn Belveriohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03654151007886311315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-66655955511864317382012-08-27T13:24:21.241-04:002012-08-27T13:24:21.241-04:00It's a real sign of the times for the neighbor...It's a real sign of the times for the neighborhood when the lesser of all evils is a Duane Reade expanding across 3 vacant storefronts as opposed to another bank, 7-11, Ihop, NYU dorm, or an asshole foodie/fratty bar restaurant.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-58708833868108879282012-08-27T13:15:11.874-04:002012-08-27T13:15:11.874-04:00well, there's already a DR here (for years) so...well, there's already a DR here (for years) so we might as well get a good one. fine.~evilsugar25noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-31316272117552467142012-08-27T11:26:34.396-04:002012-08-27T11:26:34.396-04:00This totally brought back memories of my college y...This totally brought back memories of my college years... that block (2nd St. from Ave B corner to Ave C) would scare the crap out of me. I would dread walking home at night from studying at NYU as I lived just a block south of Houston directly across. I recall having to asking myself each night whether it was safe (which were usually the cold nights) or have to walk the extra steps to avoid those unpredictable heroin users hanging out. They would be there early in the morning as well. So I really can't say DR is not good for Alphabet City right there. Fipperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12366008510435101741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-76307779893200649042012-08-27T09:36:43.353-04:002012-08-27T09:36:43.353-04:00Ooh NO. Can we have anything more bland? Maybe a C...Ooh NO. Can we have anything more bland? Maybe a Citibank?Jack is Backnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694390946037511355.post-43019470182513774972012-08-27T07:30:27.487-04:002012-08-27T07:30:27.487-04:00Thanks for this--I always wondered what happened t...Thanks for this--I always wondered what happened to the Gas Station. My band played there c. 1991/2, and then one day it was just gone.pinheadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05190184463719101350noreply@blogger.com