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Category Archive for 'East Flatbush'

When I was child, Brownsville existed in a large enclave, the outer borders of which I was only dimly aware. Surrounded by the Negro violence of the Bedford-Stuyvesant district, the Nazi “gemutchlichkeit” of Ridgewood, the Slavic solemnity of East New York, the middle-class gentility of East Flatbush and the garbage dumps of Canarsie, Brownsville was […]

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“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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HELLO! THERE, SEA SERPENT! A Brooklyn Man Says He Is Confident He Met One While Fishing Mr. M.A. Russell, of 188 Bridge street, says that he and two companions, while fishing on Sunday, about 7 A.M., off Long Beach, saw a sea serpent. There were on the boat at the time a dozen bottles of […]

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Sean Price has the nicest feet but will DJ Coconutter be kicking the joints that prove it? Or, instead of climbing aboard the WWIB float to work the 1s and 2s will she passed out hardbody after one, and now two long days of swimming in a sea of cold suds? I hope girl has […]

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Flash! Flowers. Candles. Bikinis. Thongs. Glitter. Poetry. The WWIB West Indian Day Parade float has them all and more— especially spondees, candles and flash. A funny thing happened on the way to botanica row on Rutland Road yesterday. DJ Coconutter stopped in for a drink at the Keg Lounge on East New York Avenue and […]

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Deep in feverish preparation on the WWIB float which will soon be rolling up Rockaway Parkway and onto Eastern Parkway (with music by DJ Coconutter), so this is just quick. However, if like me ya’ll find yourselves fiending for sustenance and are somewhere near 1222 Nostrand in Flatbush, let me recommend SAR Restaurant, a Guyanese […]

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How do I even explain Combat Jack? Fuck it, let the man speak for himself on the subject fellow BK native and music biz veteran Kedar Massenburg who— hip-hop history alert— among other things is the brother of Daddy-O from Stetsasonic… just say Stet! I keep meaning to do a Stetsasonic throwback drop since the […]

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by Anonymous*: Glug glug glug? Both Walter Benjamin and Hannah Arendt believed it so, yes, but throughout the 1960s and into the early ’70s, I was a HUGE Beach Boys fan, thus I vastly prefer “Chug-A-Lug” (Chug-A-Lug). To those who disagree another term at the Gravesend School of Doo-Wop might be in order. “Fuck that, […]

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Joseph Rivera is a retired New York City cop and Vandal Squad: Inside The New York City Transit Police Department, 1984-2004 (Powerhouse/Miss Rosen Editions) is the story of his twenty years on the job. Of course, the Bronx-native couldn’t have done it without ya’ll, the “vandals,” most of whom are better known to this book’s […]

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Ask for mauby and ye shall receive… mauby, sorrel, ginger beer & at the conclusion of WWIB’s brief tribute to former Guyana President Janet Jagan, I expressed the hope that Suzanne Wasserman‘s documentary about Janet— who was also her cousin (but that just got Suzanne access; Janet and her husband Cheddi’s stories are amazingly their […]

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