I’ve spoken about the old Knitting Factory – the original one on East Houston Street – a few times here, before (notably here, here and here). Like many of the live-music venues of its era, the club had its own vibe and character, even while hosting a truly wide array of different musical fare. I remember catching a diverse selection of bands there, including everyone from noise-rock royalty Sonic Youth to the post-hardcore oddballs in the Meat Puppets to quirky indie stalwarts King Missile through freaky jazz mutant James “Blood” Ulmer and the rock-disemboweling Casper Brotzman Massacre within its comparatively intimate confines. If you were looking to catch a bluesy bar band covering sleepy Clapton classics, you’d be shit-out-of-luck, but if you wanted to have you mind-blown and eardrums ravaged by members of the avant-garde giving the envelope a proper shove, the Knitting Factory was your go-to destination.
Suffice to say, that original iteration of the Knitting Factory is long gone. It moved to Leonard Street in TriBeCa, for a few years, and I saw some great shows in that spot, before it moved again to Brooklyn. I never went to that last version of it, but it closed in 2022. As I understand it, the venue that briefly took over the old Pyramid Club space on Avenue A, Baker Falls, had some affiliation with the Knitting Factory folks, but that, too, has moved and now conducts its biz out of the old Rockwood Music Hall space on Allen Street. I have no idea if the Knitting Factory is still a part of that venture.
But a reader named Jeremy found one of my old posts about the East Houston Street days of the Knitting Factory and reminded me of something. I can’t entirely remember where it used to hang in the interior (in the fabled “Knot Room,” maybe?), but there used to be this entirely cool, analogue collage of about a hundred 4x6 snapshots of the exterior that someone had painstaking assembled into a surreal depiction of the club, its fixed vantage point giving the subject and its surrounding an environs a sort of distorted, wide-angled bulbous quality you might otherwise capture with a fish-eye lens. I remember it also graced the cover of one of the CD compilations the Knitting Factory used to periodically issue. In fact, here’s that arresting image now…
Cool, right?
In any case, it turns out Jeremy, the guy that wrote in, is the artist who made that cool collage. Here’s a bit of what he had to say about it.
Came upon your blog looking for old knit stuff. I dated bartender/manager, knew Doughty well as a kid just out of college, made the famous photo collage at the Knit that was used as album cover and allowed me to see shows and drink free for years. That collage was in Houston Street, then Leonard Street, then in the Knit Brooklyn when it sold, and full circle is now in the dressing room of the former Pyramid Club on Ave. A. A second version of is in City Winery.
You can check out the full array of Jeremy’s work on his website by clicking right here. Tell him I sent ya.
Bizarrely, I think Jeremy’s Knitting Factory collage was the inspiration for my friend Joanne to capture a similarly surreal depiction of some friends of mine and I at their wedding some short years later. That, too, hangs in a frame in Brooklyn. Today, the sophisticated digital technology readily available in one’s smart phone can conjure equally nifty visual projects out of thin air, but back in the mid-`90s, that shit took a whole lot more work, ingenuity and imagination.
Here's a far-less arresting image of that very same doorway today. The downstairs space is (still) a bar named Botanica, while the upstairs space -- while very briefly a compact disc outlet -- is now a restaurant called Estela.
If you’re curious about the backstory of the original Knitting Factory, check out this cool collection of antiquated clips…
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