Posted in All-City, Carroll Gardens, Cobble Hill, Crime, Downtown, Gowanus, Industrial, Literature, Manhattan, Poetry, Red Hook, Sex, Subways, Transportation, labor on Apr 9th, 2010
Yugoslav Steward knocks on my door, says “You stay on the ship? Okay?” and goes off into Brooklyn to get drunk with the crew— Alyce and I are waking up, at one A.M., arm in arm in a dreadsome ship, agh— Only one watchman alone on the walk— Everybody drinking in bars of New York.
“Alyce” [...]
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Posted in All-City, Boerum Hill, Brighton Beach, Bronx, Brooklyn Heights, Brownsville, Carroll Gardens, Cobble Hill, Coney Island, Crime, Crown Heights, Downtown, Drugs, East Flatbush, Gowanus, Literature, Manhattan, Park Slope, Red Hook, Sex, South Brooklyn, Subways, Transportation, labor on Nov 16th, 2009
“What Richard Abneg had carried forward, always, anyhow, was a certain sense of his own crucial place in the island’s life. He’d never copped out. And the beard, that too was uncompromised, continuous. He grew it when he was fifteen and reading Howard Zinn and Charles Bukowski and Emmett Grogan. I soaked up Harriet’s description [...]
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Posted in Bay Ridge, Carroll Gardens, Cobble Hill, Crime, Jazz, Latino, Literature, Music, Poetry, Red Hook, Religion, Sex, South Brooklyn, Subways, The Dodgers, labor on Sep 20th, 2009
As soon as they got in the door the guy grabbed her ass. Goddamnit, cant youwait, pushing him away. She staggered and leaned against the wall, the guy leaning over her kissing her neck as she yanked open a closet door looking for a bottle, then slammed it shut when no bottle could be found. [...]
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Posted in All-City, Boerum Hill, Carroll Gardens, Cobble Hill, Coffee, Coney Island, Crime, Flicks, Literature, Manhattan, Music, Park Slope, Poetry, The Dodgers on Jul 14th, 2009
Or, Memoirs of a Shy Nornographer
And poor old Homer blind, blind as a bat
Ear, ear for the sea-surge, murmur of old-men’s voices:
“Let her go back to the ships,
Back among Grecian faces, lest evil come on our own
Evil and further evil, and a curse cursed upon our children
Moves, yes, she moves like a goddess… “
—Ezra Pound, [...]
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Posted in All-City, Bay Ridge, Bensonhurst, Carroll Gardens, Cobble Hill, Crown Heights, Flicks, Prospect Heights, Queens, Sunset Park, The Food Writer, Transportation, Wild Kingdom, politics on Jun 28th, 2009
(Or, The Education, & Dinner, of Caz Dolowicz)
Street Dude: What you doing on our turf, punk?
Caz Dolowicz: I got a rainbow for Smokey.
Dude: Give it to me.
Caz: You Smokey, man?
Dude: Gimme it!
Caz: If you ain’t Smokey, it’s not your motherfucking rainbow.
Dude: Motherfucker I said gimme the rainbow.
Caz: It’s from Willis Still Sunsweet, in Dallas (ll).
Dude: [...]
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Posted in Bed-Stuy, Canarsie, Clinton Hill, Cobble Hill, New Lots, Park Slope, Prospect Heights, Sex, The Food Writer, hip-hop, labor on Jun 20th, 2009
People ask Caz, you old, what’s really Brooklyn? Usually I tell ‘em to get out of my grill and see for themselves. Brooklyn is not like most people say. So-called “Cobble Hill” and Canarsie? The twain rarely meet, people, not really. Happily, I’ve gotten around some since I popped out Ma Dolowicz’s Sands Street boarding [...]
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Posted in All-City, Bay Ridge, Bensonhurst, Boerum Hill, Bronx, Carroll Gardens, Cobble Hill, Coffee, Crime, Downtown, Gowanus, Industrial, Manhattan, Navy Yard, Queens, Red Hook, Religion, Sex, South Brooklyn, Staten Island, labor, politics on Jun 16th, 2009
Speaking of Red Hook Raiders*, there was some unusual activity in the neighborhood of Pioneer Park this Friday Night, which isn’t to say unique just… unusual. With the exception of our respected colleague and recent interviewee Lost City Brooks, WWIB has had just about zero use for any of the Red Hook or related blogs [...]
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Posted in Brighton Beach, Brownsville, Carroll Gardens, Cobble Hill, Crime, East New York, Latino, Literature, Prospect Heights, Sports, politics on Jun 15th, 2009
With a headline nod to Jesus Colon, the pioneering Puerto Rican journalist (check out A Puerto Rican In New York if not familar with his work), and hearty mondongo thanks to reader Glenmore Snediker for the photos (“taken somewhere in East New York,” he says), WWIB rouses itself this morning with strong coffee and the [...]
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Posted in Boerum Hill, Carroll Gardens, Cobble Hill, Coney Island, Crime, Downtown, Fort Greene, Literature, Manhattan, Park Slope, South Brooklyn, Subways, labor on Jun 7th, 2009
The subway station at Smith Street had grown grayer than he last remembered it, a few more tiles had fallen off the walls, and some form of municipal idiocy had caused stylized kitten’s faces to be painted on the swinging doors of the trash receptacles, but otherwise the place was the same as always. You [...]
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Midnight. Gowanus was silent. Millions of eyes had closed. Most of the lights had gone out. Now that the others were resting it was time for Caz Dolowicz to work. Now that the others were dreaming it was time for him to wake. Now that the day was ended for the rest of Brooklyn his [...]
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