Huqleberry Redux

His second book, The Death of Bunny Monroe, at the Union Square Barnes and Nobel at 7 pm.  I’m excited to hear the man read aloud.

A recollection… The year was ‘95 and I was a youth of 14.  Val Kilmer was Batman and I bought the soundtrack to the film.  I only bought it because of Seal’s Kiss From a Rose.  I don’t know why I blew twenty bucks when I could have listened to the song over a hundred times a day on the radio.  I later realized that it may have been one of most rewarding compact discs in my collection.  How fortuitous!  It introduced my ear to The Flaming Lips, PJ Harvey, Massive Attack and Nick Cave.  The Nick Cave track in particular was extremely enjoyable for a boy growing up in Iowa.  I subsequently investigated The Birthday Party and those Bad Seeds.  Then I touched it.

Speaking of home, I think I’m going there for the weekend but not before I see LAG’s brand new tuxedo (<– not an allusion).

I think the far right one is the strongest competitor to the classic (below).

Ehhh… On second thought, I recant. Not even close.

It all started here, that quiet den of iniquity known only to people as “10A.”  For four memorable years it endured the chaotic and serene tenants that occupied it.

On June 30th, 2009 we bid farewell to that lovely address where it all began.  I will never forget the memories that 273 East 10th Street #4 created.

As you are well aware, this blog was shut down earlier this year due to unanticipated complications in the mental health of the contributors.

Guess what!?  EXCLAMATION POINTS!!!! We are back. Every end has a new beginning (sounds like the tag line to every date movie made in the 90’s).

Random Photos From 10A

(June 1, 2005 – June 30, 2009)

Outside World.

“Nobody makes me bleed my own blood.”

Remember the chess match in the shower.

The Green Monster

So many people called this couch ‘home.’

Until…

Just a Sandeman

Mr. Dolla

Tropical

Fish

Hold on…

Mikey you owned this shit.

Fuck yeah.

A monkey.

Matt Milano: End of Days

Sweet Emotion.

Trash.

Where is the victory.

The final freestyle battle.  Rick Ross – Hustlin’ (Fuck Katrina/Gustav)

The last photo.

Well folks, looks like you can add this to your rss feed again.