Back Again to That Stoop & Downtown with The Kids

Given our similar interests and sensibilities, it's pretty inevitable that my blogging comrade EV Grieve and I overlap on some topics. This morning, in the wake of my re-visitation of the fabled "Waiting on a Friend"/Physical Graffiti stoop on St. Mark's Place last week, Grieve exhumed the "Waiting on a Friend" shoot, complete with some photos from the day (comparable to a post I did last year on the same subject).

Somewhat coincidentally, I took my kids out last weekend for a heroic trek around downtown Manhattan (which I'm sure they'd equate with the Bataan Death March, if grim historical allusion was their forte). As I'm wont to do, I decided to replicate some notable photographs along the way (see my homage to Amons Poe's "The Foreigner" from that Friday as an example). Honestly speaking, given the amount of pictures I snapped, I doubtlessly alienated huge swathes of my Instagram followers, put off by my tireless stream of images. In any case, as we were walking down St. Marks, we, of course, had to stop and honor that stoop once again. Here it is, with my little boy Oliver pinch-hitting for absent Mick and my daughter Charlotte serving as Peter Tosh.

Here are some other shots we attempted...

 The exterior of "Club Berlin" in Martin Scorsese's "After Hours" from 1985 (Spring Street just steps to the west of Hudson Street)

In 2013...

The firehosue of Hook & Ladder 8 at 14 N.Moore Street, better known as the station from "Ghostbusters" and "Ghostbusters II," pictured here circa 1988...

..and in 2013...

The Beastie Boys on Staple Street circa 1998...

...and 2013

 

...and, slighty more ambitiously, the location of the video shoot for 1984's "All That I Wanted" by Belfegore (now pier 25 off the West Side Highway)...

 

...and in 2013

 

Ironically, this little stretch is quite built up now, and features lots and lots of joggers, unwittingly replicating the frenzied sprint of the video.

As a final bonus shot, here are the kids in front of what was Bleecker Bob's. Remember all that talk about it becoming a frozen yogurt emporium? Apparently, that's no longer the case. The forzen yogurt banner is currently in tatters, and the sign above my little Charlott's head reads: "For rent."