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Monthly Archive for July, 2007

& yet, due to multiple unforeseen fuckups, WWIB isn’t reporting on last night’s free Mighty Sparrow show in Wingate Park in Flatbush. Hopefully ya’ll can read about it elsewhere but please know that, despite our antagonism towards the concert series’ sponsors (from JP Morgan Chase & Forest City Ratner on down) & bullshit rules (“NO […]

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Centipede coulda been anywhere Sunday evening… even a wine bar! (Well, probably not a wine bar.) Good thing he wasn’t, however, for as he strode eastward from Bed-Stuy along Atlantic Avenue he found… this wild scene. While surely no Conrad Hall or László Kovács behind the lens, all due props for getting it & with […]

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WWIB’s own Wicked Selector, DJ Admin, presents… BZA!! morning ya’ll, just a quick one before i flood the block with coffee but i was out in Flatbush yesterday & thought this was interesting… even a bit unusual*. what is it? well, of course there was no press– if slaves counted as 3/5th of a citizen […]

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Mutha’ Africa? Never been there but Africa has come to the Bronx in recent years & you can bet your mom’s sweet rosy ass I’ve been there. Sometimes the publisher is here, sometimes Sietsema shows up too, but being in heart of it, West African cuisine is almost like like pizza to me, except it’s […]

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Snake, featuring BZA: in internet years, it’s an old theme already but for all the self-important preening among certain members of the “Brooklyn blogging community” (sic), they sure don’t go out of their way to recognize, you know… the communities, plural, that co-exist almost everywhere in the borough. Perhaps this is not a new phenomena […]

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Soca MCs

The Music Director has this to say: unlike some of our historically minded friends, few here at WWIB are nostalgic per se. While there is surely much to decry about NYC 2007, from inane “upscale” this to insipid “indie” that to political venality to police state madness (with good cops stuck in the middle), there’s […]

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feels almost like a matriarchy, as BZA (lens) & Angry M.F. (pens) collaborate: Indian food in Brooklyn? ain’t a lot of it, sista’, & even less is quality. why? why the fuck you think? how many… Indians ya’ll see anyway? groovy Bangladeshi, yes; amazing Pakistani, yes; Indian-influenced Trini & Guyanese, oh god, Mr. Calypso, yes […]

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… on his lip, says, “Leave it– run– we want to sit here and talk to you– you’re good company. Ain’t he good company, Barney? They’re both pretty well lit up on the marijuana now and Barney answers, “Naw, he’s not good company, he’s a no-good phony. Ain’t you a phony, Sammy?” “When did you […]

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Coconut Grove

“… and even deeper in, silver rails still shine and sing heavy metal symphonies to Industrial Might. Of the natives who live in nearby villages, little is known with certitude although they clearly are a religious lot and have long offered sacrifice to the gods of steel, wood, tar and diesel with whom they share […]

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Brooklyn Congalese

Scorpion, still hot on all the Brooklyn Latino beats: although not a terribly unusual scene in some parts of Brooklyn (let alone the Bronx), on largely Polish & Chinese 8th Avenue in Sunset Park, seeing a Puerto Rican gentleman jamming congas hard along with his boombox (and a pack of Marlboro reds, hah) counts as […]

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