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Corner of 77th & Central Park West - November 24th, 2022, 5:31 PM

Two wise men, looking down on Central Park West.

Old Downtown Lives Again

There are fewer stars that shine brighter -- and here on Earth -- than Barbara Streisand. One of the most famous, beloved, and acclaimed singer and actresses (and even director) of all time, she has blazed a glorious trail, a Jewish girl from Brooklyn who conquered showbusiness and Hollywood in the 1960s -- and continues to reign to this day. 

Movies like Funny Girl, The Way We Were, A Star is Born, Yentl, The Prince of Tides, The Mirror Has Two Faces and others have burnished her in cinematic history. Her songs -- and that voice! -- are instantly recognizable. She is one of the most famous entertainers who ever lived.

So now, after more than 60 years in showbusiness, Barbara is going back to the beggining. She has a released a new album, Live At the Bon Soir, that is a recording of performances she gave at the funky Greenwich Village basement nightclub in early November 1962 when she was just starting out. She croons old-timey songs, her voice so young and energetic, and there is such a confidence, such a pure beauty in her voice that it's no surprise that she became a huge star in the years right after. This album has apparently been sitting in Barbara's vault for more than half-a-century and only now is she giving it to the world. The world of old downtown Manhattan, of the early 1960s Greenwich Village arts scene, is long gone but these recordings, and Barbra's talent, are perennial -- a reminder that great work leaves an lasting legacy. 

But not all of old Downtown is gone -- on Elizabeth Street, in what is today called NoLita, is a butcher shop that's been in business since 1923 and is still going strong: Albanese Meats and Poultry. It's now being run by the 4th generation of the Albanese family, its super-old fashioned meat story in one of the city's trendiest neighborhoods. Everything about this place is old school and yet it's not old school -- it is a living, breathing part of Downtown, old but not out. 

Downtown, like NYC as a whole, is always alive -- even in the past.

Museum of Broadway

History is being made every day, everywhere -- especially in NYC.

In every neighborhood and borough, all throughout the city, history is forged on the streets and behind closed doors, the future being made minute-by-minute, hour-by-hour.

So what makes the new Museum of Broadway fascinating is that, like all museums, it is a repository of history and art but, unlike most museum, it is surrounded by the very institution -- the Broadway theater -- that is a living, breathing entity, making history each day with every performance. This new museum is, in many ways, a living memory bank of this city's greatest cultural export.

I can't wait to see it! 

Reel 13

It's always a little depressing to stay home on a Saturday night, especially in NYC. However, when you have young kids, you find yourself at home on such nights more often than not (unless you want to bankrupt yourself on babysitters).

In the age of streaming services there's literally billions of hours of "content" to watch when you're stuck at home on Saturday nights. However, for my money (or actually, for no money), the best thing you can do at home on Saturday nights in NYC is watch Reel 13 on Channel 13.

Unlike a streaming service that overwhelms and blinds you with more movies or TV shows than you could possibly ever watch, Reel 13 is a carefully curated selection of two movies and a short film, shown on Saturday nights, chosen specifically for an NYC audience. There's a 9 PM main feature that's usually a classic film (like Citizen Kane or Dr. Zhivago or An American in Paris), often followed by an independent film that was produced in the last few years (like 2014's A Most Wanted Man which was Phillip Seymour Hoffman's last movie). In between both films is a short feature that viewers can chose by voting for on the homepage. There's even a host, usually a film professor from Columbia or NYU, who does a short intro or outro.

It's a friendly, fun, and culturally edifying experience, and helps fight against the "at-home on Saturday night" blues. 

Some of the best things in life are free -- even in NYC.

Kathy!

Blood Moon NYC

Imperial City

If you think about it, the composition of New York City is crazy -- five counties of varying sizes and shapes, a collection of forty-something islands in a political mishmash, the map of which looks like some kind of modern art masterpiece. 

That's because NYC isn't really a city at all -- it's an empire, an Imperial City.

Prior to 1898, NYC was limited to Manhattan and large swaths of the Bronx (it included villages that had been incorporated). Brooklyn was its own large city. Queens and Richmond (now Staten Island) were like the counties upstate and on Long Island, a collection of towns and villages.

Consolidation, obviously, changed all that, making the political marriage of these cities and counties into one whole place called Greater New York -- but it was not a marriage of five equals. Manhattan, pre-1898 New York City, basically annexed its neighbors with political and economic pressure the same way the other powerful countries have (peacefully and violently) absorbed foreign lands, turning their solitary realms into expansive empires (think Tsarist Russia or Austria-Hungary). 

Today, we take it for granted that NYC is the way it is, the biggest city (by far) in the country, one of the greatest in the entire world. But our Imperial City was not always destined to be so -- it was a long, brutal, slog, and was largely the vision of one man, Andrew Haswell Green.

I've blogged about how consolidation happened before (most recently in 2017) but what I never appreciated until now how this city really does resemble an empire -- and how comparing NYC to any other city in the country is really an exercise in futility. It's so much larger, so much more complex, than any other city in the USA that it's like comparing an calculus problem to an algebra problem -- it's in a different league of complexity.

And, in some ways, geographically, NYC is like many great empires with a core city or country (Manhattan) with territories that spread out in multiple-directions beyond its borders. 

Think I'm wrong? Just think about how we talk about the "outer-boroughs" vs. Manhattan (which I guess we should call the "inner-borough"), think about the understated resentment that exists between Manhattanites and non-Manhattanites, between the "bridge-and-tunnel" crowd and those who live in, and refer to, "the city." 

That's what makes empire and what makes NYC America's Imperial City, a mini-empire inside a country that, if you think about it, is an empire as well. 

My Scott Shannon Story

In the annals of NYC morning radio, no DJ except Howard Stern (and probably Jim Kerr) is as legendary as Scott Shannon.

For nearly 40 years, he's been waking up this city with his hypnotic timber. After working in Florida, he came to NYC in 1983 and started the "Z-Morning Zoo" on Z100, a widely imitated morning radio show format of wacky phone calls, in-studio guest, stunts, and music interspersed with news and traffic. After a brief hiatus in LA, Scott returned to NYC and spent roughly 23 years at WPLJ where he co-hosted "Scott and Todd in the Morning", one of the longest running duos in morning radio history. Then, in 2014, he left WPLJ (five years before it ceased to exist) and did mornings at WCBS-FM -- and he'll be retiring from there, and from morning radio, this December.

I've blogged in years past about how, one summer in the 1990s, I was an intern at WPLJ. It was a pop music station with the forgettable slogan, "No rap, no hard stuff, no sleepy elevator music. Just the best songs on the radio!" At the time I was too ignorant to understand this dog whistle to mean, "No black stuff, no dirty stuff, no weird stuff. Just boring square white music!"

Anyhoo, Scott Shannon was in his "Scott and Todd" heyday and was a really big deal at the station. Not only was he the morning guy but he was also the program director, so he was treated as a God at the station. As a lowly intern, I had almost no contact with him -- except one day where I was given a huge stack of letters to fax (remember fax machines?) which happened to be located right next to his office. I spent the better part of this day just faxing stuff, and Scott Shannon would be in and out of his office, passing me by. He mostly ignored me but then, out of nowhere, he asked me if I "got chicks." I was a hopelessly nerdy no-girl getting shrimp so I just laughed nervously. So he started calling me "Chick Magnet!" Every time he walked in and out of the office he'd shout "Chick magnet!" For the rest of my internship, whenever I passed him by, "Chick magnet!" My only other interactions with him were when he asked me to fax something for him (I obliged) and then when he talked up and put his fingers around one of my wrists, telling me he couldn't believe how thin my wrist was. He was right, but it was weird.

Anyway, I never saw or thought about him or WPLJ for years after I left until the station went off the air in 2019. And, honestly, Mr Shannon was quite nice to me. So I congratulate him on a long career and wish him a happy retirement. His legacy in NYC radio is quite secure.