Vol. 1, No.1, October 2015
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Vol. 1, No.1, October 2015 It all happened at ST Marks Place: Abbie Hoffman invented the Yippies at No. 30; Andy Warhol, the Velvet Underground, and Jimi Hendrix performed at the experimental nightclub Electric Circus. Gallery 51X backed eighties-era graffiti artists like Keith Harlng and Basquiat. At No. 77 Leon Trotsky edited the dissident newspaper Novy Mir in 1917. Years later in the same building, the poet W.H. Auden and the artist Larry Rivers lived below. At the Holiday Coctail Lounge, Alan Ginsberg drank. Madonna was there, These are just a few of the characters that haunt Haiku - Poem by Allen Ginsberg Drinking my tea Without sugar - No difference. The sparrow shits upside down - ah! my brain & eggs Mayan head in a Pacific driftwood bole - Someday I'll live in N.Y. Looking over my shoulder my behind was covered with cherry blossoms. Winter Haiku I didn't know the names of the flowers - now my garden is gone. I slapped the mosquito and missed. What made me do that? Reading haiku I am unhappy, longing for the Nameless. A frog floating in the drugstore jar: summer rain on grey pavements. (after Shiki) On the porch in my shorts; auto lights in the rain. Another year has past - the world is no different. ST. MARKS BACK IN THE DAY By 1963, Cue's New York: A Leisurely Guide to Manhattan, was already sending folks to the East Village for its cafes, galleries, and charming Beatniks—people like Jack Kerouac, William S. Burroughs, and Allen Ginsberg, a longtime area resident and denizen of Gem Spa at the corner of St. Marks and Second Avenue. Despite Ginsberg's eventual place among the first ranks of American poets, the most influential poet to live in the East Village at the time wasn't a Beat at all—it was W.H. Auden, who resided at 77 St. Marks (former home of Trotsky's Novy Mir), drank copious amount of booze at the Holiday Cocktail Lounge next door at No. 75, and went to the bathroom at the liquor store on the corner because his apartment apparently had no facilities. Alan Ginsberg and Peter Orlovsky on St Marks. Abbie Hoffman Yippie Button. Upper left hand corner the newstand Gems Spa. AUDEN ON ST. MARK’S PLACE If equal affection cannot be, Let the more loving one be me. Hail, floppy-slippered bear of St. Mark’s Place! I seem to glimpse your cheesy, limestone face where you loom at a dirty window, gin in paw, on a hot evening during the great Cold War. The young Trotsky wrote and printed Novy Mir in the basement, now a xerox joint; but your own permanent revolution is the resilient spirit of the risen Christ, your multicultural heaven illuminating the new world we inherit, redeeming by intellectual grace and merit the Unaufgeklärten in the boondocks, even. Joseph the druggist, Abe in the liquor store, Maurice the mailman, Elizabeth Mayer and Marianne Moore are the happier for your grumpy love; for, funny in Hobbit T-shirt and dubious Levi’s, you were a victim of nothing but irony, Gramsci’s new disease of the interregnum”; and to castration–and-death phone-threats replied without hesitation: “I think you’ve the wrong number”. Lord of martini and clerihew, who saw Rome and the other empires fall, who were so insistent on your privacy, who so valued personal responsibility, what would you make now of the retentive pax Americana, our world of internet and fax, a still-thriving military-industrial complex, situational ethics, exonerative 12-step programs, health fascism, critical theory and ‘smart’ bombs? While we hole up in our bath-houses and catacombs, votaries of Eros if not always of Aphrodite, I see you ride at rush-hour with your rich pity and self-contempt an uptown train packed to the doors with “aristocratic Negro faces”, not like ours, or reciting ‘The Unknown Citizens’ at the ‘Y’. When will she – Gaia, Clio – send downpours to silence the “gnostic chirrup” of her calumniators? When will we hear once more the pure voice of elation raised in the nightwood of known symbol and allusion? Oh, far from Mother, in the unmarried city, you contemplate a new ode to Euphrosyne, goddess of banquets; and in the darkest hours of holocaust and apocalypse, cheap music and singles bars, you remind us of what the examined life involves – for what you teach is the courage to be ourselves, however ridiculous; and if you were often silly or too “prone to hold forth”, you prescribe a cure for our civilization and its discontents based upon agapé, Baroque opera, common sense and the creative impulse that brought us here, sustaining us now as we face a more boring future. © 1995, Derek Mahon From: Collected Poems Publisher: The Gallery Press, Oldcastle, 1999 BAR BITES, LATE NIGHTS & DINING DELIGHTS Infamous L.E.S Late-night egg sandwich only on the Lower East Side! double egg sandwich of scrambled & fried eggs, Bazynski bacon, sharp cheddar, buttered Panya Japanese milk bread Holiday Singalong Burger double or single brisket patty, Martin’s potato roll HOLIDAYED COOTIE CATCHER HOLIDAYED Catcher 2 1 ABOUT MY FRIEND... 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MARKS LED ZEPPELIN’S “PHYSICAL GRAFFITI” ALBUM COVER Led Zeppelin’s “Physical Graffiti” album cover is a photograph of a New York City tenement block located at 96 and 98 St. Mark’s Place in the East Village. In 1966, Andy Warhol and Paul Morrissey performed here with The Velvet Underground. Using light shows to create a cool vibe. The club‘s name changed to The Electric Circus, where many famous bands played. The club closed after a small bomb injured several people there in 1970. You can turn this world around HOLIDAY And bring back all of those happy days CELEBRATE HOLIDAY, CELEBRATE Put your trouble down If we took a holiday It's time to celebrate Took some time to celebrate Let love shine Just one day out of life And we will find It would be A way to come together It would be so nice And make things better Everybody spread the word We need a holiday We're gonna have a celebration If we took a holiday All across the world Took some time to celebrate In every nation Just one day out of life It's time for the good times It would be Forget about the bad times It would be so nice One day to come together Holiday, celebrate To release the pressure Holiday, celebrate We need a holiday If we took a holiday If we took a holiday Took some time to celebrate Took some time to celebrate Just one day out of life Just one day out of life It would be It would be It would be so nice It would be so nice ADA CALHOUN EXCERPT WHY SHOULD WE CARE ABOUT ST MARKS PLACE? St. Marks Place is the hippest street in America. It has always been a home for misfits, and there are still kids flocking here from all over the city, and the world. Girls and Broad City both prominently featured the street in 2015. For a century it has been where young people—revolutionaries in the teens, Beats in the fifties, punks in the seventies —have gone to feel free and find each other. In the 1960s, it was the east coast center for hippie culture. The East Village had The Electric Circus, The Dom, and The Fillmore East.