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Monthly Archive for November, 2007

Admin down with the rockin’ pneumonia & the boogie woogie flu, or perhaps it’s the goddamn vapors? Whatever the diagnosis, even when it’s difficult to eat, it’s important to stay hydrated y mucho más– that’s how they speak it in Ecuador, & often on 3rd Avenue too– including the hornado hermano Scorpion said he couldn’t […]

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The Music Director regrets to announce the death yesterday of baritone saxophone player & flautist Cecil Payne, just weeks shy of his 85th birthday. A native of Brooklyn, Payne is perhaps best known for his early associations with Dizzy Gillespie and a mid-60s one with the towering Randy Weston, also of Brooklyn, & composer of […]

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WWIB Presents… Lisanne McTernan: So the publisher asked me to write something Queens related and sends me this New York Dolls dvd to review. Uh… just how old does he think I am? Yeah, I’m from Queens but I was probably still in kindergarten when Johnny Thunders smoked his 200th joint! Don’t get me wrong, […]

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My Name Is Archer, Toad Archer. From the bar at O’Neill’s, 64-31 53rd Drive & really, I defy anyone who didn’t grow up in central Queens to find the joint their first time without a map. Some of ya’ll have heard a lot lately about Maspeth– it’s the next something, I ain’t sure what, but […]

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Dr. Centipede says “cough.” Queens, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Queens? Who could ever choose, except we know Ernie Koy Jr. runs the Bronx. Here, thankfully, without a boogie up or down in sight, just the A train rising from the East New York catacombs & curving onto Liberty Avenue, nobody has to. Ozone Park, City Line, City […]

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Snake takes ‘em back, Southside: Comin’ up I was confused, my mommy kissin’ a girl, confusion occurs comin’ up in the cold world. Daddy ain’t around, probably out commitin’ felonies, my favorite rapper used to sing, “Check check out My Melody.”* I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope for a four finger ring, […]

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County? The Music Director explains: If Elvis was a hero to most, including WWIB Hillbilly Hula Hour favorites Ronny Elliott (Tampa via Birmingham) & Terry Allen (Sante Fe via Lubbock) but didn’t mean shit to Chuck D. (Roosevelt, Long Island, deathless context by Bed-Stuy) what does that suggest about… Woodhaven? Ozone Park? Not so fast, […]

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Emptying. Airmail: the garbage parts flutter and glide and plummet, thrown out in a sweet, athletic arc. They drop through morning sunlight into shade. The bag pulls its ripcord: disintegrates. Cans’ flat bottoms wink sun back, flash-flash, end over end: C and C Cola, Cerveza Rheingold, Raid (do not incinerate), Café Bustelo and Spam. One […]

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Drunk in Arverne. Drunk in Bayside. Drunk in Corona. Drunk on Ditmas Ave. Drunk in Elmhurst. Drunk as fuck in Forest Hills. Goddamn did we get drunk in Glendale. Drunk in Hollis. Drunk again with the Indians in Jackson Heights. Drunk at the Kew Motor Inn. I’ve been getting drunk a lot in Lindenwood lately. […]

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in the Baisley Park branch of the Queens Library, Swan: Morning ya’ll, yet more tech hassles back in Brooklyn but busted laptops ain’t shit compared to the brain woes of the borough. Or are we overthinking things a little? Blog forbid! Hardly prone to serious thought at all, it would seem, nor writing that’s bright, […]

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