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Noteworthy Photography

  • Burning Flags Press
    The website of Glen E. Friedman. Renowned for both his work with musicians like Fugazi, Minor Threat, Public Enemy, the Beastie Boys, Slayer (and many, many more) as well as his groundbreaking documentation of the burgeoning skateboard phenomenon in the late `70's, Glen has been privvy to (and has summarily captured on film) some of the coolest stuff ever. He's also an incredibly insightful and nice guy to boot.
  • SoHo Blues - Photography by Allan Tannenbaum
    Allan Tannenbaum is a local photographer who has been everywhere and shot everything, from members of Blondie hanging out at the Mudd Club through the collapsing towers of the World Trade Center on September 11th. You could spend hours on this site, and I have.
  • Robert Otter Photographs
    Amazing vintage photographs of New York City, specifically my own neighborhood, Greenwich Village.
  • oboylephoto
    Just some intensely cool photographs of abandoned places.
  • Rikki Ercoli's Legends of Punk
    Much like Glen E. Friedman (see above), Rikki Ercoli has managed to catch some amazing bands in their manic element.
  • Lost & Found Film
    A fascinating website devoted to undeveloped film found in vintage camers. A curious mixture of interesting and spooky.
  • Pinhole Photography by Veronica Saddler
    NYC landmarks shot through a pinhole lens. Neat-o.
  • Eugene Merinov
    Compelling shots of Punk, Post-Punk and New Wave band performing live in various long-lost venues in a pre-sanitized New York City. Great stuff!
  • Edward Colver

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November 10, 2013

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Dan O

I decided to google search for the Blue Willow as I saw a friend today , whom I haven't seen since we hung out at the Blue Willow. I too returned (like a decade ago while on a business trip) and found some sort of offensive clothing store. I used to be kind of a regular. Bartenders name was Amy...and there was a HUGE grand Piano in one of the back rooms (there were several AND a labyrinthine basement) Word was Mr. R. Diniro had a few parties there...I did crash some. Anyway, I fancied myself a songwriter and for SOME reason Amy let me hang in the back and play, play, play.
The interior had, what 30' pressed tin ceiling...lots of persian rugs, antique (ish) furniture, an AWESOME bar...it was so very stylish, cavernous and comfortable at the same time. Historic and it is a crying fucking shame that it isn't still there.

Jim Yansick

It was very sweet you went looking for the blue willow, I think the first time I did was early 90s. I did eventually realize it was gone. The city was still cool then. Time Square was just one big titty bar, and the village felt almost other worldly. Now in a sinister way it's very Disney!
Yes Darlin the city has changed now, but few spots are still left amid the new rubble.
I still have the poster to each man hanging in my music room, a place devoted to just music listening. It's the one poster that has not come down in spite of comments that do not support the concepts that Friday and Wilde presented to the arts. I do enlightened them as best can. I followed Friday from just about day one as vp, meeting him in a record shop in early 80s, then seeing the exquisite over the top performance at Carnegie, saw in between, always a highly intense art performance, simply orgasmic.So if you think about what you went searching for and the title to the setting of the album it seems appropriate. Each man doth kill...that which he loves!
Cowards with a kiss, brave men with real estate...perhaps that is backwards but you get my drift ... Sentimentality is often devoured by those in a position to just take it away, the wise hold onto it in their hearts always! The blue willow will always live on in your mind and heart!
Jim

WasProxy

great writeup. i went to Blue Willow with my girlfriend on our first date on February 18, 1989. was a great place, spacious, great food, wonderful staff, tin ceiling. the evening light through those huge picture windows made everyone look like a star. i remember having a delicious foie gras ravioli in broth. sadly, the place closed a few years later along with several other neighborhood favorites of ours - Poppolini's, Hayashi, West 4th St. Saloon and of course Riverrun down in what would eventually be known as Tribeca.

But it's not all bad news - we're now married and it's 24 years later.

Good times!

Damien Bentley

What a magnificent write-up and I have to say I loved the comments from others as well, almost just as much as I enjoyed the article; This is one heck of a weird album, it's the sort of album you just live with... if that makes any sense[!?] I am just as nostalgic about this album today as I was years ago, the feeling hasn't changed oddly enough! Frankly, it's my least favourite Gavin Friday album musically, yet I still adore it for the artistic/poetic Oscar Wilde-like quality it possesses... and I think the biggest thing for me is that it's like a timeless time-capsule in and of itself... it's just sort of silently there, austerely sticking out like a sore thumb... in the background of my memory! The grainy, mysterious Anton Corbijn photography has just about every bit to do with it as the music itself does. That's what sticks out most in my mind; the photos that accompany the liner notes in the booklet. As an avid album collecter, I used to pore over the liner notes repeatedly, revisiting them when the mood dragged me back to them, as if to see if I could find the mystery within suddenly revealed... you know whn you can't remember something... and you say to yourself 'ok, forget it, i'l go do something else, it'll come to me later perhaps!', well this album has that exact effect on me, for whatever reason! My story and connection with discovering Gavin Friday is a strange one; I had followed the VIRGIN PRUNES on and off since somehow aquiring the 'IF I DIE, I DIE' Cassette Tape way back when, and after that any time I saw any sort of Virgin Prunes release on cassette, vinyl or CD, i simply snatched it up without a 2nd thought... I think that happened because I was listening to other things like Depeche Mode [Black Celebration], early-Ministry, Christian Death and Alien Sex Fiend I think it was back then. So, I just new this weird band called the Virgin Prunes that way! Years later, when I got into U2, I learned about Gavin Friday and then retraced the connecting dots and realized it was the same bloke, in a completely different guise... so then I got into GAVIN FRIDAY as a solo artist in his own right, and as much as I love U2, Gavin Friday suits my style and artistic weirdness much better perhaps... so, for me Gavin Friday has just always been there, with me... I have bought 'Each Man Kills The Thing He Loves' at least twice, 'Adam & Eve', twice, 'Shag Tobacco' twice... anytime I noticed a diffrent cover or different release version, I snatched it up and I'm proud to say I was thrilled to find his glorious recent album, on special order mind you, from a record store in Hong Kong... so for me Gavin Friday follows me around internationally, wherever I may be and on whatever side of this planet I happen to be on at the time... and somehow, it's a rather consoling, comforting feeling that brings me great solace, I'm happy to say!;)

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