[Window Shade Repairman, St. Marks Place, New York, 1938, by Joe Schwartz. Via Stephen Cohen Gallery]Ada Calhoun is a freelance journalist working on a narrative history of St. Mark's Place. Last September, Calhoun sold the book, titled "St. Marks Is Dead," to W.W. Norton. Calhoun has her own narrative history of St. Mark's — she was born and raised on the block between Second Avenue and First Avenue in the mid-1970s and 1980s.
The book is due at the publisher next spring, and she is looking for some help.
Per the Facebook events page:
My goal is to track down the best stories, photographs, and historical documents related to the street. I've been going through archives and conducting a few interviews a week, but I know I'm only scratching the surface. In the interest of efficiency, I'd like to invite anyone with St. Marks-related stories or pictures to share to drop by the lovely Neighborhood Preservation Center on March 10th, anytime between 12 and 4, for a St. Marks Place story-gathering event.
ST MARKS STORY DAY
Sunday, March 10 from 12-4
Neighborhood Preservation Center
232 East 11th Street, Buzzer #1
(Near St. Mark's Church)
Snacks provided!
I recently spoke with Calhoun about the book, and what it was like growing up on the block.
"I didn't know any different. I thought it was totally normal. I was used to stepping over bodies walking down the street or being offered drugs every five steps," she said. "I did have this experience when I went to visit cousins in Ohio when I was 11 years old. They had a kiddie pool in the backyard and we went to a drive-in movie theater. And we got root beer floats, which I never had before. I came back fuming at my parents. I was like, What the fuck — you never told me any of this! I felt totally deprived!"
The book will explore the history (going back to the 17th century) and mythology of the street. So far she has talked with more than 100 people about the block and its meaning to them.
Any common themes emerging so far?
"The thing that I kept running into [were] people saying that there was this golden moment on the street when St Mark's was really itself and reached its full promise on this date and for these five years there was no better place in the entire world. It was the heart of culture — the center for music, art and poetry," she said. "People would describe passionately how it was so vibrant and they were so alive, then it died this horrible death."
For instance, Jack Kerouac biographer Joyce Johnson said that St. Mark's was all over in 1974 when someone flipped a cigarette into her son's stroller.
Another person Calhoun interviewed said that the scene died in 1974. Someone else said that all started in 1974. She also heard that the block reached its peak in 1978. Not to mention 1980. And so on.
"I'm really curious what's going on now. Basically my theory right now, based on doing this book, is that everyone was wrong. Everyone who thought it was dead was wrong," she said. "So people who think it's dead now are probably wrong too. My theory is that people coming out of karaoke bars or yogurt shops ... this is going to be some new wave of culture that we don't know about and won't even know about until it's over."
[St. Mark's Place on 2009, via the EVG files]
Coney Island High punk rock shows in the mid-late 90's before it closed -- that was the best time for me. I was in high school and I thought St. Mark's was the center of the universe. See a show, grab a slice of pizza, walk down to the park, etc. Ah to be (very) young.
ReplyDeleteYes! I Agree! (CIH) Was the best place to hang back late 90's Miss it very much with the great bands, drinks, punkers and all folk hanging out on St. Marks till wee hours of morn' PS The drinks at CIH were amazing just like the people Miss Punk Rock Land *TwintasticsByDesign*NYC
DeleteAll of my books are either about the East Village in the 1950s-60s or Times Square, whichever I'm writing about at the time, they go back and forth. You can find my 20 or so novels, novellas on Amazon. Great that your book is coming out, will keep an eye on it ;)
ReplyDelete"My theory is that people coming out of karaoke bars or yogurt shops ... this is going to be some new wave of culture that we don't know about and won't even know about until it's over."
ReplyDeleteI guess we'll find out somewhere in future, but a culture based on fro-yo stores and karaoke bars doesn't sound to me like a major event on the historical timeline. Whenever we do actually look back on this time in the East Village it's probably going to be with great disappointment.
My frame of reference only starts in the late 80's, but I've never seen St. Mark's as being anything other than an open air mall for NYU students. Always liked Grassroots Tavern, though.
ReplyDeleteMy memories of st marks also date back to high school in the 70s-80s. Girls threatened to beat me up on the subway due to manic panic purple hair. I still have the vintage beaded sweater I bought for an outrageous $7 at trash & vaudeville, talked into by Frenchy back when he was had not a line in his face, and he still seemed way older. Feels like yesterday. Other times it feels like 1000 years ago.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed the book but left it - as I did with Elizabeth Currid's "The Warhol Economy" - feeling a little dissatisfied and vaguely annoyed. It's a great history of the street, but a strangely face-value one that goes along with the general tide of the neighborhood, ending with a "things are great and we're all happy!" summation fitting with a Koch-era I Love New York ad. Giuliani gets trumpets and bells as his cops crack down, and the economic machine behind it all gets kind of lost, and I remember it all somewhat differently. But it's really well done, given all that. Enjoyed it, but wanted to throw it across the room sometimes.
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