Showing posts with label DJ Lenny M. Show all posts
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Tuesday, March 9, 2010

What happened to DJ Lenny M?

A reader asked the other day whatever happened to DJ Lenny M's Music World, the mix-tape emporium on the corner of Third Avenue and St. Mark's Place... DJ Lenny M has been playing hip-hop and R&B and selling tapes and CDs out of that niche space for has long as I can remember — more than 20 years at least.

As the reader noted, "This has killed my daily Michael Jackson intake on my walk home."

Now that I think about it... I can't recall the last time that I even saw him there... One nearby shopkeeper said yesterday that Lenny closed up because there was "no business."

DJ Lenny M was busted in February 2009 for selling illegal CDs and operating without a license... (Down by the Hipster had the story here.) He reopened a short time later.

And now, a new vendor is in the space...



One that sells stuff that you can find anywhere else on the block...

DJ Lenny M makes an appearance in a November 1990 Times article...

A weekend in NoHo -- a sliver of a neighborhood whose spine is Broadway from Astor Place down to Houston Street -- has become an initiation rite of adolescence, as a weekend in Greenwich Village was for decades. The neighborhood, barely 10 years old, has become the spiritual and fashion adviser to the young of New York, whether from Ronkonkoma or around the corner.

Those merely clinging to hipness come, too, though they are not fooling anybody; black clothes are not enough. Antennas here are preternaturally tuned to the wrong sneaker or the wrong haircut. As the saleswoman at Alada, a clothing store, made clear, only yuppies buy "Die Yuppie Scum" T-shirts anymore.

Weekday afternoons can be lively, but the time to come, several recent visits suggested, is Saturday or Sunday, and not before 1 P.M. That is when residents take to the side streets and the faithful arrive, with saving the planet in their hearts and spending money on their minds.

They come looking for D.J. Lenny M. on the sidewalk, selling his homemade tapes of Reg Rockers, Club Rap and House Music.


Read the whole Times piece here.