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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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Speaking of mounts and the line, had horses once been about two feet tall, in the dim past? Was this another fantasy proffered by lofty science? Were more scientists slightly perverted? Were chemists considered scientists? How so? What horses won the 1858 Kentucky Derby? The Preakness? The Belmont Stakes? Do horse players always die broke? […]

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Cocktails and signs of “ads” flashing, light’s waterfalls, — Louis Zukofsky, from “55 Poems” (1941) Now and then there are flashes in the world of business, finance, sport, art or theatricals a colorful figure which comes we know not whence or how. But because it exerts enormous influence and kicks up dust generally, and because […]

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In anticipation of Victoria Day, coming up May 19, WWIB re-presents its epic, nearly all-inclusive interview with writer, professor, mixologist and so much more, Mark Kingwell. Jane Jacobs gets tweaked a little and I only wish it were a little more. Maybe for Remembrance Day? — Valdosta Quitman Everybody’s talkin’ about Canada—not as much as […]

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I can feel the heat closing in, feel them out there making their moves, setting up their devil doll stool pigeons, crooning over my spoon my spoon and dropper I throw away at Washington Square Station, vault a turnstile and two flights down the iron stairs, catch an uptown A train… Young, good looking, crew […]

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Effie Richards, Effie Richards, do you remember me, And how I used to worship you at P.S. No 3? In the good old days of Childhood, full of happiness and mirth When I thought old-fashioned Brooklyn was the greatest town on earth. What soft brown eyes you had, my dear, what shy and birdlike ways […]

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Dateline Paradise, The Bronx. Writing about and even caring for the Bronx is a losing proposition but some people do it anyway. So few are the external rewards and recognition, it’s a pleasure to acknowledge those who are too smart and too goddamn honest to pretend the Bronx doesn’t matter. There is, of course, a […]

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How This Works… Support Freeform Radio!Your NameYour EmailYour Pledge $Add this banner to your site! ITEM: Just a friendly reminder to anyone with ears and a little wampum that WFMU, one of the two listener-supported radio stations WWIB has much love for (the other being WKCR— good morning Coconutter!) is running their figurative 26.2 miles […]

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Caz Dolowicz explains: Greetings from a secret location in Pinellas County, Florida, where I keep my winter quarters and where from, today, I’d like to introduce the new staff of Who Walk In Brooklyn. Over the weeks, months and years to (is a preposition) come (is a verb), I hope all of them will become […]

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As a pendant to Crispus Attucks Week, WWIB offers the following story about Skip James, a black man who wasn’t going out like that, and also the gentle suggestion that, if finances allow, some of ya’ll donate to radio station WFMU, one of the panoply of things that made 1980s NYC such a cultural hotspot. […]

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