a day in New York with Aaron
After all the excitement with the Indiana Shoe Tree and Crawford County Chainsaw Garden, stormodacentury and I still had what promised to be an adventure filled day in New York City ahead of us. We got into the north Jersey area on Saturday night and took a bus the next morning into the city. The bus ride from our particular location is a fun one; it winds along the banks of the Hudson River over looking the city. It was a dreary day, but I was having fun playing with super-fast shutter speeds trying to capture bits and pieces of the skyline as it whizzed by outside the bus window.
There were also some interesting human subjects afoot... and more doggies.
We got into the city about mid-day and decided to go get some lunch in Little Italy. Afterwards we took a breif stroll through Chinatown then up the Bowery toward the East Village, home of CBGB.
Aaron, punk-rock dude that he is, could appreciate the history behind this establishment. This early in the day, they weren't really "open", but they allowed us to go inside and look around. I had been to CBGB a couple of times in the past, but I had never taken any photos inside. Once inside, I couldn't stop Aaron from acting out his own punk-rock fantasy.
Aaron probably had mental images of his band playing to a full house of mohawked kids screaming his name. At least he can say he's been on the stage at CBGB, even if it was only for an audience of one. CBGB is just about what you would expect it to look like on the inside; seedy and heavily layered in stickers and flyers from the past 30 years.
CBGB is actually comprised of two different buildings these days. This above photos are of the original club. Next door is the CBGB gallery, which has periodic art installations in addition to also offering live music and merchandise like T-shirts and buttons. Behind the bar were some hand-written notes informing you of the acronyms.
The week prior to our visit was a celebration of Joey Ramones' birthday,so the art installation was mostly Joey related, either of him or by him. Here's some of the more interesting things in the exhibit.
I'm not really sure what this is, but it's so grotesque you can't take your eyes off of it.
I really liked this painting of Joey....
...and this shadow thingy.
We took a train back uptown to St. Marks and hit video, record, and comic book stores. I scored the recent release of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead on DVD as well as Modest Mouse's latest album on vinyl. The dreariness was turning to rain and neither of us had much inclination to continue trudging around in it much longer, plus we still had a considerable drive ahead of us to make it up to Massachusetts before morning, so we high-tailed it out of the city. It might have not been the ideal day for visiting NYC, but it was loads of fun none-the-less.
There were also some interesting human subjects afoot... and more doggies.
We got into the city about mid-day and decided to go get some lunch in Little Italy. Afterwards we took a breif stroll through Chinatown then up the Bowery toward the East Village, home of CBGB.
Aaron, punk-rock dude that he is, could appreciate the history behind this establishment. This early in the day, they weren't really "open", but they allowed us to go inside and look around. I had been to CBGB a couple of times in the past, but I had never taken any photos inside. Once inside, I couldn't stop Aaron from acting out his own punk-rock fantasy.
Aaron probably had mental images of his band playing to a full house of mohawked kids screaming his name. At least he can say he's been on the stage at CBGB, even if it was only for an audience of one. CBGB is just about what you would expect it to look like on the inside; seedy and heavily layered in stickers and flyers from the past 30 years.
CBGB is actually comprised of two different buildings these days. This above photos are of the original club. Next door is the CBGB gallery, which has periodic art installations in addition to also offering live music and merchandise like T-shirts and buttons. Behind the bar were some hand-written notes informing you of the acronyms.
The week prior to our visit was a celebration of Joey Ramones' birthday,so the art installation was mostly Joey related, either of him or by him. Here's some of the more interesting things in the exhibit.
I'm not really sure what this is, but it's so grotesque you can't take your eyes off of it.
I really liked this painting of Joey....
...and this shadow thingy.
We took a train back uptown to St. Marks and hit video, record, and comic book stores. I scored the recent release of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead on DVD as well as Modest Mouse's latest album on vinyl. The dreariness was turning to rain and neither of us had much inclination to continue trudging around in it much longer, plus we still had a considerable drive ahead of us to make it up to Massachusetts before morning, so we high-tailed it out of the city. It might have not been the ideal day for visiting NYC, but it was loads of fun none-the-less.