Category Archives: About Last Night

About … last night. Or the night before. Or the night before that. We’re not lazy, we are deliberate. That’s it, deliberate.

Averitas

Avery Brewing Company out of Boulder, Colorado brought a lavish selection of beerwares to the Blind Tiger Ale House last night, and there was much rejoicing. Outside there was glowering, there was thunder, there was drenching rain and an etched … Continue reading

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Unjust Desserts

Last summer we had a fat roll of bellyaching to bellyache through, with rain nearly every weekend and some of the weekdays to boot. Keep in mind, of course, that we Noo Yawkers do fondly love a good bellyachin’, so … Continue reading

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To Sit for a Spell

Freddy’s Back Room (485 Dean Street) is a bar that won’t be there in a few years, if robber-baron developer Bruce Ratner has his foul way with the green Brooklyn streets of Prospect Heights. Once owned by Sgt. Freddy, ex … Continue reading

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Linus by Greta

Here’s a sun-drenched Linus totin’ some gear at the Coney Island Mermaid Parade, snapped bearing the Temptress guitar (link only a little bit safe for work). The picture is by bass goddess Greta Brinkman, who falls into the Best. People. … Continue reading

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Suicide is Stainless

Monday morning at the dry cleaner’s on Atlantic Avenue. It’s a quiet summer day, sweet and lazy and utterly lacking any intimations of depravity. Linus: Good morning. I’d like to ask about some pants. Dry Cleaner: These pants? Yes? Linus: … Continue reading

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Los Lobos: Did the Wolf Survive?

Everything lately has been circles, cycles, orbits. Forget your Saturn return; once the 25th high school reunion rolls past (scroll down or click for reunion Pepper entries on June 5 and June 7) your internal deck is stuck on Repeat … Continue reading

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Baby Gramps

“My parents were … bizarre,” Baby Gramps mutters at Hank’s Saloon on Sunday night, from somewhere behind his bushy moustache. Genes never bred truer. The Seattle singer, on a solo trip through New York (he also already played at Terra … Continue reading

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Clam Pit

Here at the Desk0-Chaino Day Job™ my boss’ secretary has just quit, and until they hire someone new I’m stuck doing her job and mine. It’s been my impression for many years that the American economy burgeons through the judicious … Continue reading

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To Tool and Die For

Susquehanna Industrial Tool & Die Co. plays rockabilly in a tiki bar; The Bitter Poet and Miss Saturn offend a feminist. Just another Thursday night in the City of Dreams. Continue reading

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Blue Man Goop

Monster \Mon”ster\, n. [OE. monstre, F. monstre, fr. L. monstrum, orig., a divine omen, indicating misfortune; akin of monstrare to show, point out, indicate, and monere to warn. See Monition, and cf. Demonstrate, Muster.] 1. Something of unnatural size, shape, … Continue reading

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