Now it's overheard
Bonjour tout le monde! This post is long overdue as usual, but it's worth mentioning that a month or two ago I went to New York with Steph, Joe, and a boy named Matt whom I've never mentioned before. Mostly because I'd never met him. The idea of the trip was to see Maxïmo Park whom I'm sure you all know I love--they did have some dates in Canada, but the Toronto show was originally 19+ and Steph was still 18, so that was out, and the Montreal show shared the day with the release of the Harry Potter film (before it was moved, just our luck), the midnight premiere of which Steph wanted to attend. So we went to New York instead, joined by the two aforementioned boys who actually don't like Maxïmo Park, but we managed find a couple things to do in NEW YORK CITY.
(Most of these photos were taken on my film SLR which in itself is nice, but after being developed at Wal-Mart and scanned by me, they've lost any existing quality. Also, though I found a myriad of horrible things to do to them in Photoshop, I didn't bother straightening them from the way they were crookedly scanned, so.)
It's fun to stay at the YMCA! Our hostel experience was complete with a dead cockroach and a creepy, insane old man. My intention was to get a broader view of the room, but as it was I had to shoot this from inside the closet.
Trump!
Let's not get into the utter Photoshop rape this poor photo had to endure.
We saw Jay Brannan, whom some of you may know from the absolutely astounding film called Shortbus. The two people in the second photo, the ones who aren't Matt or Steph, are Paul Dawson and PJ DeBoy, also cast members of Shortbus! We made total fools of ourselves asking for this photo, and then my camera decided not to work just make things more awkward. Oh, how lovely.
I WENT TO THE SOHO APPLE STORE AND TOUCHED AN iPHONE. OHHH MY GOD.
Central Park!
The John Lennon "Imagine" mosaic. Steph got annoyed by the asymmetry of the roses above the Is in the word, but when we moved them this hobo, "The Artist," sternly told us to put them back because they are meant to be the dots on said Is. Which are capital?
Steph, Joe, and Matt, respectively. Please note our recent trip to Virgin Records in TIMES SQUARE where I got oh so many records. I was even this close to getting a Liam Lynch CD with a bonus DVD but decided against it at the last minute. 'Cause this is my United States of Whatever!
There was some debate over whether this was John Lennon's former apartment building or if it was the one next to it, but...here's a picture of some buildings?
The NYC subway is one big network of shitholes.
Joe and Matt and someone's elbow on the tour bus, which I am glad to have been talked into spending $40 on!
Some buildings...I think these are in that financial district, near Wall St. and all that.
Some nice things we saw on the tour.
AT TEANY! Joe was hating the picture-taking by this point. I think he was rolling his eyes at me. On the right, you will see my candy apple-flavoured tea. Don't even get me started! If I lived in New York I would go to Teany all the time. Imitation chicken sandwiches ftw! And sooo much teeea...sigh.
GUYS, I LOVE MAXÏMO PARK SO MUCH.
The lovely view outside our window.
Carnegie Hall! The subway station nearby had famous musicians' names, like Judy Garland, Sergei Rachmaninoff, and Woody Guthrie, all over the tiles. It was pretty neat, we took loads of pictures.
So...I think that's it! In America no one can drive and everything's covered in cheese. I am mostly pretty okay with the excessive cheese and grease inherent in all American food ever, but I'm an abnormally unhealthy eater for a Canadian. Next trip I'm going to have to see way more musicals, the museum of sex, and go to Lucky Cheng's (a drag bar that serves Chinese food)! OH--musicals! I didn't talk about the one we saw, Spring Awakening! It was amazing, it was intelligent but funny teenage angst, a combination of which one rarely finds all in one place. I loved loved loved it and I want to see it again so badly!
OH. And. While we were at Teany, we spotted a magazine called Mean, and on the cover was none other than John Krasinski. Inside were some delightful photos, and we thoroughly enjoyed lusting over them. So you can imagine our joy when we asked our waitress, Kelly Tisdale herself, if the magazines were for sale and she told us they had been given to her for free, and that she didn't care to take our money for them. So we got a fabulous magazine all full of Mr. Krasinski for free! I have scanned the relevant pages for your pleasure. Here! I'd like you to comment if you download the zip, but you don't have to.
(Most of these photos were taken on my film SLR which in itself is nice, but after being developed at Wal-Mart and scanned by me, they've lost any existing quality. Also, though I found a myriad of horrible things to do to them in Photoshop, I didn't bother straightening them from the way they were crookedly scanned, so.)
It's fun to stay at the YMCA! Our hostel experience was complete with a dead cockroach and a creepy, insane old man. My intention was to get a broader view of the room, but as it was I had to shoot this from inside the closet.
Trump!
Let's not get into the utter Photoshop rape this poor photo had to endure.
We saw Jay Brannan, whom some of you may know from the absolutely astounding film called Shortbus. The two people in the second photo, the ones who aren't Matt or Steph, are Paul Dawson and PJ DeBoy, also cast members of Shortbus! We made total fools of ourselves asking for this photo, and then my camera decided not to work just make things more awkward. Oh, how lovely.
I WENT TO THE SOHO APPLE STORE AND TOUCHED AN iPHONE. OHHH MY GOD.
Central Park!
The John Lennon "Imagine" mosaic. Steph got annoyed by the asymmetry of the roses above the Is in the word, but when we moved them this hobo, "The Artist," sternly told us to put them back because they are meant to be the dots on said Is. Which are capital?
Steph, Joe, and Matt, respectively. Please note our recent trip to Virgin Records in TIMES SQUARE where I got oh so many records. I was even this close to getting a Liam Lynch CD with a bonus DVD but decided against it at the last minute. 'Cause this is my United States of Whatever!
There was some debate over whether this was John Lennon's former apartment building or if it was the one next to it, but...here's a picture of some buildings?
The NYC subway is one big network of shitholes.
Joe and Matt and someone's elbow on the tour bus, which I am glad to have been talked into spending $40 on!
Some buildings...I think these are in that financial district, near Wall St. and all that.
Some nice things we saw on the tour.
AT TEANY! Joe was hating the picture-taking by this point. I think he was rolling his eyes at me. On the right, you will see my candy apple-flavoured tea. Don't even get me started! If I lived in New York I would go to Teany all the time. Imitation chicken sandwiches ftw! And sooo much teeea...sigh.
GUYS, I LOVE MAXÏMO PARK SO MUCH.
The lovely view outside our window.
Carnegie Hall! The subway station nearby had famous musicians' names, like Judy Garland, Sergei Rachmaninoff, and Woody Guthrie, all over the tiles. It was pretty neat, we took loads of pictures.
So...I think that's it! In America no one can drive and everything's covered in cheese. I am mostly pretty okay with the excessive cheese and grease inherent in all American food ever, but I'm an abnormally unhealthy eater for a Canadian. Next trip I'm going to have to see way more musicals, the museum of sex, and go to Lucky Cheng's (a drag bar that serves Chinese food)! OH--musicals! I didn't talk about the one we saw, Spring Awakening! It was amazing, it was intelligent but funny teenage angst, a combination of which one rarely finds all in one place. I loved loved loved it and I want to see it again so badly!
OH. And. While we were at Teany, we spotted a magazine called Mean, and on the cover was none other than John Krasinski. Inside were some delightful photos, and we thoroughly enjoyed lusting over them. So you can imagine our joy when we asked our waitress, Kelly Tisdale herself, if the magazines were for sale and she told us they had been given to her for free, and that she didn't care to take our money for them. So we got a fabulous magazine all full of Mr. Krasinski for free! I have scanned the relevant pages for your pleasure. Here! I'd like you to comment if you download the zip, but you don't have to.