Showing posts with label Max Fish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Max Fish. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Max Fish opening a summer outpost on the Asbury Park boardwalk


Paper has the scoop that Max Fish is opening an Asbury Park outpost this weekend. Owner Uli Rimkus said that the bar will be open weekends through Memorial Day, then daily the rest of the summer. Rimkus said that she has made the space to "look like Max Fish but beachy, with blues, greens and clouds." [Via Eater]

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Revisiting: Ulli Rimkus and Max Fish

[Joann Jovinelly]

This past week, we posted a two-part series by East Village-based writer Joann Jovinelly on Ulli Rimkus and the beginning of her bar, longtime LES favorite Max Fish.

In case you missed it...

The art evolution of Ulli Rimkus and Max Fish (Thursday)

From Tin Pan Alley to Max Fish (Friday)

Friday, March 16, 2012

From Tin Pan Alley to Max Fish


Yesterday, in Part 1 of our feature on Ulli Rimkus and Max Fish, we learned that the bar is safe for now on Ludlow Street... we also looked at the art scene that eventually helped lead to the bar's creation in 1989... You can find Part 1 of the post right here.

By Joann Jovinelly

Meanwhile, Uptown
At the same time, other members of Colab, including Rimkus, Kiki Smith, and photographer Nan Goldin were trying to make their way in midtown, peddling libations uptown at a bar called Tin Pan Alley, owned by Maggie Smith since the 1970s.

Photographer Keri Pickett, a longtime patron, called Tin Pan a place where “artists mixed with locals, where scores of young musicians performed ranging from jazz and samba to punk rock.”

[©Keri Pickett via her website]

Rimkus was a bartender at Tin Pan, as was Goldin, and Smith worked in the kitchen. Charlie Ahearn, who lived in the neighborhood at the time, used to hang out there and remembered the place as a kind of “tough girls environment with many strippers and street walkers drinking along with artists, musicians, drug dealers, and city detectives.

Like The Times Square Show, there were events nightly, such as film screenings and punk shows [that featured bands] like the Butthole Surfers. [Rimkus] was at the center of it all, graciously showing interest in her friends’ work and in the artists and musicians [who frequented the establishment].”

As it turns out, all of the work at Tin Pan and Colab was the perfect foundation for Rimkus, who took all that experience and used it to open Max Fish in 1989. The name came from the property’s former tenant, Max Fisch, a Jewish man who sold Judaica. Prior to obtaining a liquor license, Rimkus did what she had always done: She mounted an art exhibit, The Atomic Art Show.

[Photo — Nancy Siesel/The New York Times]

“I wanted to have a place where people [could] come and hang out — not to get drunk, that was never the point,” Rimkus told Time Out New York. “The artists played a very important role in this place. We were hosting art shows before we even started the bar.”

Some Assembly Required
By their very nature most artists are anti-social, but put them all in a small room together and it’s like igniting a rabid fire. Fran Lebowitz said it best when she said “the history of art is people sitting around in bars, talking and drinking” and Max Fish certainly became a testament to that idea. It quickly made its name both for its colorful ad-hoc art shows and for launching more than a few careers.

The shows continued. Over the years the bar remained a busy, popular LES hangout. Throughout the 1990s, everyone from filmmaker Jim Jarmusch to actors and personalities Johnny Depp and Courtney Love were regulars.

Artists remained at the forefront and by the turn of the new millennium, newcomers like Dash Snow, who in 2009 was found dead of a drug overdose, called Max Fish home. Snow, along with scores of others including photographer Ryan McGinley and artist Dan Colon, had inadvertently become part of the inner circle. The baton passes to a new generation, but Rimkus is still at the helm.

“Max Fish is supposed to be a place where this sort of gathering [happens],” Rimkus told The Daily Beast. “It was always meant to be a place where you meet people you normally don’t meet. There’s your home, there’s your work, and then you have Max Fish. It hasn’t changed over the course of 20 years.”

What has changed is that the very bar that helped remake the LES is a potential target in the ever-tightening grip known as gentrification; Rimkus faced similar problems in 2010.

“Gentrification was always a thing on this block,” Rimkus told New York magazine. “I moved here years before I opened the bar. It was all Hispanic families and whoever used to be here and then moved because more and more white people moved in. And now we’re [in danger of] being kicked out [again] … there’s three different high-rise buildings next to me.”

Despite a steep rent increase, Rimkus is hanging on.

As the LES gives way to fancy condos and glass skyscrapers, due in part to zoning changes by Mayor Bloomberg, fans of the bar hope it will stay another 20 years.

To lend their support, they have signed a petition. At last count, the number of signatories had reached into the thousands, many of hom added words of encouragement, such as those from patron Shalie Sweetnam, “Max Fish is one of the many elements that personify the color and camaraderie of the LES ... it should be respected for that in a climate that increasingly and sadly values gentrification and homogenization over history and character.”

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Joann Jovinelly is a freelance writer and photographer who still calls the East Village home. When she's lucky, she sells her work and pays the rent. She knows about the Times Square Show because she lived and worked with Charlie Ahearn and Jane Dickson in the late 1980s and they told her all about it, among other things.

Find more photos by Keri Pickett at Tin Pan Alley Live.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

The art evolution of Ulli Rimkus and Max Fish

[All photos by Joann Jovinelly]

By Joann Jovinelly

To some, this year is symbolic of a potential global crisis that threatens civilization, but for a few New Yorkers that death knell rings much closer to home — on the Lower East Side. This year marks the threat of a different kind of death — the potential closure of a beloved bar known as Max Fish that has for more than 20 years been the life blood of New York’s downtown arts community.


Fortunately, when we finally caught up with owner Ulli Rimkus, we found her firmly rooted.

“We have no immediate plans to leave, and in fact, we’re good for now,” she explained joyfully last week.

If you recall, in December 2010, reports surfaced that the demand of rising rent costs might lead to the removal of yet another New York mainstay. However, by January 2011, Rimkus had received a one-year lease extension. Now she's here indefinitely.


While business has been up and down of late, Max Fish remains populated by regulars as well as newcomers hoping to mix it up at this storied art spot. For now at least, the hysteria of a forced move remains distant.

Hang the Art; the Beer Will Follow
Rimkus opened Max Fish on Ludlow Street in 1989, first as an art gallery, but her artistic past goes much deeper. More than a decade earlier she had arrived to the United States from Düsseldorf, then a part of West Germany.

In her twenties and eager to lay claim to New York’s thriving arts scene, Rimkus and her then boyfriend, artist Christof Kohlhofer, moved to the Lower East Side in 1977. They soon became members of the collective Collaborative Projects, Inc., or Colab, a loose confederation of artists that courted the likes of filmmakers Charlie Ahearn and Jim Jarmusch, painter Jane Dickson, sculptor Tom Otterness, and printmakers Kiki Smith and Jenny Holzer, and as many as 50 more.

By working together and establishing a nonprofit status the following year, Colab quickly evolved into a positive force in New York’s contemporary art scene. Besides being in control of its own exhibition spaces (which typically meant temporarily taking over abandoned spaces) Colab produced arts shows for Manhattan’s public access cable TV network, helped champion the nonprofit arts space ABC No Rio, opened a screening room for Super 8 films on St. Mark’s Place, and encouraged the intermingling and strengthening of the arts community at large.

Rimkus was at the center of that thriving push for unity and she even co-authored one of Colab’s first National Endowment of the Arts (NEA) grant applications, which later became a mission statement for the fledgling group.

No Gallery? No Problem
Within two years of its formation Colab began hosting radical group shows, first with The Manifesto Show in 1979, which broke new ground and caught critics’ eyes. The Real Estate Show followed in 1980, but none were as memorable as The Times Square Show. Held during the summer of 1980 in an abandoned four-story massage parlor on 41st Street and Seventh Avenue, critics hailed the exhibit as the arrival of New York’s “punk rock” artists. Nude models milled about and mock peep shows were staged. In one room, an orange punching bag hung from the ceiling.


According to its press release, the month-long exhibit took on “the complexities of the human condition, theatres of love and death, invention and phenomena…daring performance, comic relief, arcades of fiction and halls of art from the future — all beyond the horizon of your imagination.”

The Times Square Show had legs. Uptown gallery owners jockeyed for the opportunity to buy the work, and Jeffrey Deitch, Director of the Los Angeles Art Museum but then a young art critic, wrote that the art was “raw, raucous, [and] trashy, but exciting.”

The surging popularity of the artists, many who lived on the Lower East Side, paved the way for the first wave of gentrification in the East Village. Before long, galleries popped up on every other corner that would eventually create art stars out of Keith Haring, Kenny Scharf, David Wojnarowicz, and many others. Within five years, the East Village surpassed SoHo as New York’s art mecca with more than 78 galleries lining its streets by 1985.

In the late 1970s, however, the city’s contemporary art scene thrived for established artists, but not for newcomers. Colab was significant because it pushed the boundaries of what struggling artists could control, especially when they banded together.

Samuel M. Anderson, Ph.D., who has written extensively about the groundbreaking show, noted the power that was yielded by Colab and the significance of the artist alliance.

“Just as distinctions between the specific art works on display and the genres they represent begin to evaporate, distinctions between basic ontological concepts dissolve in the chaotic play of objects housed in a four-story massage parlor,” he wrote. “This was the particular, disorienting contamination of power wielded within the bounds of The Times Square Show: Not only materials, but genres, categories, sensibilities, even whole realities met, merged, and infected each other with the tumultuous interplay of their qualities, their meanings, and their histories.”

Street Artist to Art Star
Charlie Ahearn, director of the widely respected 1980s film "Wild Style," which told the story of New York’s earliest graffiti writers, remembers The Times Square Show well.


“Jane Dickson painted a portrait of Ulli on a black plastic bag and hung it in the second-floor stairwell,” Ahearn recalled. “Ulli was there often, hanging up work, helping out in the ‘gift shop’ on the ground floor, or up on the second floor ‘fashion room’ where Sophie VDT [another Colab artist] had hung work and Jean-Michel Basquiat painted a red abstraction directly on the wall. Basquiat also painted the words ‘Free Sex’ over the main entrance doorway, but someone else painted it out.” [The Times Square Show was Basquiat’s first entry into showing work professionally.]

“Ulli was an amazing supporter of artists,” Ahearn continued, “especially of Kristof Kohlhofer, who not only painted his stencil art on canvas, but was a forerunner to [today’s] street art scene, painting his stencils up and down Ludlow Street.”

Basquiat was also better known as a graffiti writer. His street tag, SAMO (an acronym meaning SAMe Old shit) was once found all over downtown Manhattan. He had become loosely affiliated with Colab through Diego Cortez, a filmmaker he’d meet at the Mudd Club, but he quickly left the graffiti world when his popularity exploded, just a few years after his associations with Colab.

But the collective was not without its problems. Just two months prior to The Times Square Show, the group was in danger of losing its NEA funding due to the work of one of its members, Tom Otterness, whose controversial project Shot Dog Film turned the stomachs of anyone who watched it. (Otterness, who fatally shot a dog in the video has since apologized, but continues to face opposition from some New Yorkers based on that 30-year-old work.)

Tomorrow: From Tin Pan Alley to Max Fish.

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Joann Jovinelly is a freelance writer and photographer who still calls the East Village home. When she's lucky, she sells her work and pays the rent. She knows about the Times Square Show because she lived and worked with Charlie Ahearn and Jane Dickson in the late 1980s and they told her all about it, among other things.

[Photo of Ulli Rimkus via New York Art Department]

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Help support Max Fish


As you may have heard by now, the NYPD shuttered Max Fish on Friday night, the latest in its LES nightlife clampdown. (The Lo-Down had the story first.)

The folks at Max Fish sent us an email:

Max Fish was shut down by the police Friday night. We're figuring out a plan of action, but for the time being, we've created an online petition here.

Per the petition:

Max Fish opened on Ludlow Street in 1989. We have nurtured and supported the Lower East Side arts community for over 20 years — a community that is increasingly threatened by a variety of outside sources including landlords, real-estate developers and the NYPD. Your signature shows support for the continued existence of a vibrant and positive establishment — one that embodies the creative spirit of the LES and elevates the quality of life for the community.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

'Every pioneer that has passed through Lower Manhattan has no doubt felt that their time there was the Golden Age'

In the Times today, Helene Stapinski checks in with an essay titled, "The Max Fish Magic: Will It Travel Well?" In the 1990s, Max Fish was more than her favorite bar — "It was an essential part of my central nervous system."

Here's another passage:

Every pioneer that has passed through Lower Manhattan has no doubt felt that their time there was the Golden Age. There were the Dutch and then the English and Irish. And, even before them, the Indians who smoked tobacco pipes on wooded paths. I’m sure my great-grandmother, who made an extended pit stop there between Ellis Island and Jersey City, thought the neighborhood had lost its edge back in the ’90s — the 1890s. “Posers,” I can hear her say in Southern Italian dialect. “Imposters.”

[Photo — Nancy Siesel/The New York Times]

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Max Fish farewell tour extended for another year



Paper has the scoop here. The Ludlow Street bar will remain open at least one more year.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Today in Max Fish tributes


The New York Times takes a look back at the soon-to-be-departed Max Fish, which opened in 1989:

Back then, there were no gastropubs, trattorias or herds of tiara-wearing bachelorettes on the Lower East Side. This was where stolen cars were dumped, stripped, inhabited and torched to charred exoskeletons. But it was also where an abandoned gas station could become an art studio and an urban farmer might grow strawberries in horse manure carted down from Central Park.

On Max Fish’s first night, a benefit was held for a squatter building on Avenue C and two kittens were born in a bathroom.


The article mentions what will happen on the bar's last night on Jan. 31:

" ... the bar’s staff plans to cover the walls ... in pitch black paint."

[Image via]

Sunday, December 12, 2010

The Lower East Side — 'still better than SoHo'

The Post checks in today with a piece on the (likely) closings of the Mars Bar and Max Fish. A few excerpts...

"The Lower East Side felt like it was over a while ago, but [Max Fish] is a very symbolic closing," said author Richard Price, who used the neighborhood as a backdrop to his best seller "Lush Life."

"There are no neighborhoods in Manhattan anymore. South of Harlem, it feels like a bunch of districts where rich people can crash."




And from artist Aaron Rose, former owner of Ludlow Street's Alleged Gallery:

"The Lower East Side will always have some kind of edge until they manage to kick out the Latino community," said Rose. "A lot of people get pissed off that it's not what it used to be, but it's still better than SoHo."


Rather hilariously, here is how the Post chose to illustrate the article...





P.S.
Chilling?

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Max Fish owner: 'I do think that the alternative culture is being forced to get out, but I don’t think we should'


Grub Street's Daniel Mauer snagged an interview with Max Fish owner Ulli Rimkus earlier this evening... Yes, the 21-year-old Ludlow Street bar is closing at the end of January... she's hopeful that she can relocate somewhere in the LES...

A few passages from the Q-and-A:

So how certain is it that you’ll close? And how long has this been in the cards?
It’s definite. I tried all year to strike a deal with the owner, and then in the end I just said, “If we can't strike a deal, give me an extension,” and he drafted this contract that basically said that after the year extension he’d be the owner of everything and not leave us with anything, so we’re getting out. It’s over; there’s no more negotiation.

Do you think the loss of places like Mars Bar and Max Fish mean that the character of New York City is changing somehow, or is it just the usual story?
I do think that the alternative culture is being forced to get out, but I don’t think we should go. I don’t agree. We have a right to live here as much as anyone else.

Read the rest of the interview here.

Max Fish latest nightlife institution to close



Eater has the story. Blame high rents and skyrocketing property taxes... and CB3.

[Updated. The rumors are true, reports AnimalNY. End of January she goes.]

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Noted


As we mentioned yesterday, the Post checked in with a piece on the temp Max Fish outpost in Miami for Art Basel. According to the Justin Rocket Silverman at the Post:

While the Lower East Side has transformed into a gentrified playground, the Overtown neighborhood home of the new Max Fish has a long, long way to go. Yet that hasn’t stopped thousands of art and booze fans from descending on the new location. If anything, the dangerous surroundings make it a more authentic Max Fish experience.


The folks at the Miami New Times were a little amused by all this. A few thoughts from writer Kyle Munzenrieder:

According to the New York Post, all the homeless folks, hookers, and crackheads have won us the ultimate compliment: We're more "authentic" than New York now. OK, "authentic" is the ultimate compliment in the world of Hipster Runoff, but still.

The writer, Justin Rocket Silverman, however, seems a little surprised that Miami could be home to a down-and-dirty dive bar. Even though we have our own share of them -- Churchill's, the Club Deuce, and Tobacco Road, to name a few. Maybe one day someone will ship one up to New York. When is your major art fair?

Anyway, with Brooklyn, specifically Williamsburgh -- New York's latest attempt at gritty, authentic, yet culturally relevant neighborhood, now a punch line inhabited by trust-fund kids -- we have to wonder if the vast hipster exodus to Overtown is right around the corner.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Temporary Max Fish in Miami a more realistic experience than the original?


At the Post, Justin Rocket Silverman checks in on the Max Fish that opened in Miami for Art Basel. Among other things, Max Fish owner Ulli Rimkus said that she'd like to make this Max Fish outpost permanent.

A few observations from Silverman:

While the Lower East Side has transformed into a gentrified playground, the Overtown neighborhood home of the new Max Fish has a long, long way to go. Yet that hasn’t stopped thousands of art and booze fans from descending on the new location. If anything, the dangerous surroundings make it a more authentic Max Fish experience.


And!

In some ways, the new bar is even closer to the original than the one in New York has become. In addition to the rough neighborhood around it, there is not a smoking ban in Miami, and ashtrays overflow.

The Miami location could also stay open into the early morning, as perhaps the real Max Fish used to do. That’s because in Miami, bars don’t have to legally close until 5 a.m.


Previously.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Max Fish turns 20 this week; will open Miami outpost (temporarily)

Ludlow Street mainstay Max Fish opened on Dec. 2, 1989. And to mark the occasion... Slamxhype has the story:

In celebration of the legendary New York City bar’s 20 year anniversary, Aaron Bondaroff, Al Moran and Ulli Rimkus bring the downtown institution Max Fish to Miami for the week of Art Basel. Taking over a functioning bar space in downtown Miami, the team will be recreating an art installation out of the core elements of the Lower East Side location and importing it’s colorful cast of characters for the week.


And Slamxhype also included this Max Fish video from CityCapture.com.

Monday, November 10, 2008

The way we live (drink) now


From New York magazine's Recession Index this week:

Approximate number of cans of Pabst Blue Ribbon ($3 each, the cheapest drink) sold at Max Fish in a week:

JULY 2008: 480

OCTOBER 2008: 960