EV Grieve

Monday, July 27, 2009

Tree nearly wipes out Banjara

Thanks to reader Annie for the shots below. More storm damage from last evening. Here, we're on Sixth Street and First Avenue. The tree just missed Banjara. (And check out the photos Slum Goddess took of the tree....)

Previously on EV Grieve:
Storm damage on Avenue B

Career opportunity of the day

Via CenterNetworks. At Rice to Riches, on Spring Street between Mott and Mulberry.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Storm damage on Avenue B

What a storm tonight. Many thanks to EV Grieve reader Sergei, who captured some of the aftermath, particularly the downed trees at Seventh Street and Avenue B.

First, though -- the rainbow.

Previously on EV Grieve:
More photos of last night's sky

Scouting NY's hidden gems of the city

Good feature in the Post today. Scouting NY's proprietor shares his 10 favorite finds in NYC -- "the places that remind you that the city has a lot to offer those who take the time to slow down and appreciate it."

And tops on his list?

1.) The East Village Beach House
First Avenue at First Street

"It's as if a tornado blew in from Cape Cod and deposited a beach house onto the East Village. Perched on the roof of a four-story brick apartment building is a shingled cottage, complete with bay windows and a weathervane-topped cupola. The owner calls it 'Up-Upon-It' (a joking reference to friends with cottages in Sagaponack), and rumors abound that it is surrounded with sand and lawn chairs."

Here we are again bro... Just you and me. Same kind of moon, same kind of jungle

Thanks to The Shadow, yesterday started out so well...another great show in Tompkins Square Park...Bob Arihood has the photos. (Uh, not the one below. All my photos are blurry. Are maybe I am.)

And then night began to fall...

And the predators begin to swarm, arriving en masse.

Soon. The neighborhood is infested. Again.

Bro. BRA. Bro. Is it still happy hour? Bro. BRA. Bro. Where's the Ace Bar? Bro. BRA. Bro. HEY, WE'RE IN THE EAST VILLAGE, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? He was like, so cute? Where's my purse? Bro. BRA. Bro. Gimme seven shots. Do you take credit cards? Bro. BRA. Bro. Bro. BRA. Bro. Is it still happy hour? Bro. BRA. Bro. Hey bitches! Bro. BRA. Bro. HEY, WE'RE IN THE EAST VILLAGE, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? He was like, so cute? Where's my purse? Bro. BRA. Bro. Gimme seven shots. Do you take credit cards? Bro. BRA. Bro. Bro. BRA. Bro. Is it still happy hour? Bro. BRA. Bro. Where's McSorley's? Bro. BRA. Bro. HEY, WE'RE IN THE EAST VILLAGE, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? He was like, so cute? Where's my purse? Hey bitches! Bro. BRA. Bro. Gimme seven shots. Do you take credit cards? Bro. BRA. Bro.

A bridal party. A scavenger hunt. Broken champagne glasses on Avenue B. Popped-collared types chugging booze from airline-size bottles and tossing the empties into the street. Bro. BRA. Bro.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

Today in TSP: Old-school punk

Via:

July 25, 2009
The SHADOW's 80's PUNK SHOW
When: Saturday July 25, 2009, 2 pm - 6 pm
Where: Tompkins Square Park, Manhattan, East 7th Street + Avenue A

Legendary old-school punk with:
Reagan Youth
Urban Waste
Nihilistics
False Prophets
Sexual Suicide
Hammer Brain
Rapid Deployment Force

Thanks to The Shadow, as always.

Time Out gives the Mosaic Man some love (a few days later...)

A few of us were curious why Time Out's current cover story on places to eat and drink and go to DBGB and the Cooper Square Hotel and recapture cool and stuff in the East Village didn't include any credit or mention of Jim "the Mosaic Man" Power. A photo of one of his iconic works is on the cover. One commenter even encouraged people to write a letter to the TONY editor. Give Jim his due.

Anyway, for whatever reasons -- perhaps this was already planned! -- a feature on Jim popped up on the TONY Web site yesterday afternoon.

The feature begins:

You probably recognize the image on our cover and homepage this week — and that was the point.

EV Grieve Etc.: Mourning Edition

Slum Goddess back from Europe -- with photos (Slum Goddess)

The coffee cups of New York (Jeremiah's Vanishing NY)

That darn cat (Curbed)

"East Village ambassadors Sonic Youth return to the Bay Area next week with a back catalog of songs that predicted new wave, indie, grunge, nu metal and possibly even Lady Gaga..." (San Francisco Chronicle)

A really long and interesting feature on fitness guru Charles Atlas: "Skinny and slope-shouldered, feeble and often ill, he was picked on by bullies in the Brooklyn neighborhood where his family had settled, and his own uncle beat him for getting into fights. He found little refuge at Coney Island Beach, where a hunky lifeguard kicked sand in his face and a girlfriend sighed when the 97-pound Atlas swore revenge." (Smithsonian)

The Times has a detailed piece on the death of Dash Snow, whose body was found July 13 at the Lafayette House on East Fourth near Bowery.

And thanks to Patrick Hedlund at The Villager for including me in his piece on the ATMs taking over the neighborhood (The Villager)

Some crazy drunk guy attacked me on Wall Street late at night. He threw a punch at me so I punched him down to the ground in self defense. He followed me back to my building and attacked me again inside, which is caught on tape. I used BJJ to neutralize him until the police came. There are about 6 seconds missing due to the apartment building's crappy copying where I ground and pounded him. Very bloody, but you can't see it from the video. Big shout out to Anderson's Martial Arts Academy in NYC where I train! Compared to my training partners, this guy was easy pickins'. FYI, I'm 5'6'' 180 lbs and this guy was like 6 foot and 210 lbs. In addition to being an MMA enthusiast, I'm also an attorney. Bad luck for him.