East 8th St. apartment, now with red suspension bridge, back on the market

[EVG file photo]

When we last checked in on 337B E. Eighth St., the Sandy-ravaged apartment near Avenue C was getting a post-superstorm gut renovation...

[November 2012]

As Curbed noted this week, there's a new listing for the 2,300-square-foot residence. Here's a look at the description:

Architectural Masterpiece 2BR 1.5 BATH LOFT in East Village!!!
You really need to see this to understand it.

ALL NEW RENOVATIONS

Private entrance. Entire floor of a building.

Live Work permitted. Suspension bridge, W/D, DW, radiant floors, stainless steel, heated solarium space, sky lights, home office.

Many of the light fixtures in pics are going to be changed. Owner is installing a granite and stainless steel island in the kitchen area

The price per month: $7,999.



Here's when the suspension bridge was white... back in March 2012 when the rent was only $6,950.

And as noted here several times previously, this was the site of 8BC, the performance space/club/gallery that saw the likes of They Might Be Giants, Karen Finley and Steve Buscemi take the stage during its run from 1983-85...

[Via Ephemeral New York]

Previously on EV Grieve:
Gutting an apartment at 337 E. 8th St., former home of 8BC

Gutting an apartment at 337 E. 8th St., former home of 8BC

EVG regular AC pointed this out to us... one of the many apartments damaged by Sandy's floodwaters ... over on East Eighth Street near Avenue C, workers spent Saturday gutting this really nice ground-floor apartment...

We recall seeing the listing for this space before... a 2,500-square-foot home with two bedrooms... going for $6,950 a month, per Streeteasy. Some pre-Sandy shots...

According to the listing: Built in 2003 with a contemporary facade of brick and Bisazza glass tile on the site of the celebrated "8BC Club." The dramatic interiors are bright and expansive and boast designer details and fixtures.

8BC was the performance space/club/gallery that saw the likes of They Might Be Giants, Karen Finley and Steve Buscemi take the stage during its run from 1983-85...

[Via Ephemeral New York]

John Linnell of They Might Be Giants talked to us about 8BC during a phone interview that we published in April 2011:

8BC was like "The Little Rascals." They had this whole thing when they put on a show, the curtain was made out of like stiched-together blankets. Everything seemed really homemade. That's how 8BC felt. There was a big curtain they raised just before the band came on. The audience was in this pit that someone had dug out for the crowd. The stage was at street level and the crowd was down below. It was like a big, silly variety show. [8BC] did not appear to be taking itself seriously. But there was this enormous range of strange and interesting acts. We met so many people, some of whom are still dear friends.

"Hanging out on the Lower Worst Side"

During my walk around the neighborhood Saturday, I came across a rummage sale in one of the community gardens on East 8th Street. (They seem to hold sales fairly often on weekends in the summer.) The garden is sandwiched between two buildings...million-dollar condos on the left, and a multimillion-dollar residence with a ground-floor apartment to help off-set the monthly bills.

By the way, 337 E. 8th Street, the address of the schmancy house, was the address of 8bc, the performance space/club/gallery that saw the likes of They Might Be Giants, Karen Finley and Steve Buscemi take the stage during its run from 1983-85. This was before my time here. So I always appreciate hearing stories about the place.

Meanwhile, here's a passage on 8bc by Cynthia Carr from the Times in 2006. The piece is titled Hanging out on the Lower Worst Side:

I remember walking down Avenue B with friends one night around 1983 when we ran into the two artists who had just opened 8BC, soon to become the East Village’s hottest club. They told us that if we wanted to perform (though none of us were performers), we were welcome. By then, I had also been invited to join a band, and I can’t sing or play.
The art world had cracked open, shaken by punk, which embraced ugliness and urban decay while putting a lot of old categories in question. What was music anymore when some of those No Wave records could clear a room? This was the era when everything could be tried, and there was space for the tryout.
This was the neighborhood I used to call the Lower Worst Side. 8BC occupied the basement of an old farmhouse. At least, that’s how people always described that building.

Meanwhile, in another piece from the Times on the Lower East Side music scene from 1988:

THE Lower East Side has often been treated as a neighborhood producing one sort of music, neatly categorizable and easily stuffed away with the dirty laundry. But when historians of the Lower East Side reconsider the facts, the 1980's will be thought of as an immensely diverse, fecund era for music. The composers and improvisers John Zorn, Elliott Sharp and Wayne Horvitz have broken out of their turf, gaining a larger audience as they reached artistic maturation. The intense and radical social criticism of rock groups like the Swans and Sonic Youth, and the once endless stream of legendary clubs (now curtailed by real-estate prices), from 57 Club and 8BC to the still-vital CBGB and the new Knitting Factory, will make the 80's sound like Eden.