Guy Brighton: September 2005 Archives

September 30, 2005

PSFK Articles

Some of this week's articles (some I wrote) on PSFK:

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Updates To My New York Guide

A few new entries:

Johnny's Bar
Alma
Xunta
Nobu Next Door

www.ierocket.com

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Fri 30th Sept : No P On Christie Park

kw: i spoke with [cednsored name of English chap] today
lady: was it good?
kw: he had a really rough last few days
kw: feel so bad..
lady: working hard?
kw: he got beaten up by the cops and locked in jail for 40 hours
lady: WHAT!@#?
kw: yeah..
lady: why?
kw: for peeing in the chrystie park.
kw: on tuesday. night.
lady: gulp
kw: uhh. so traumatizing..
lady: they beat you up and put you in jail for that?
kw: poor guy.. tell Guy no peeing
kw: 3 plain clothes cops jumped him.. beat him up.. then revealed their identities.. then took him to central booking
kw: fucked up.. soooo fucked up.

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September 24, 2005

Sat 24th Sept : Dead iPod Nano

Dead iPod Nano
Originally uploaded by GuyBrighton.

It travel led everywhere with me, it even carried me through the Philadelphia Half Marathon I ran last weekend because of a bet over a pint, it was my pocket buddy. But now my Nano is dying. 2 weeks old and the screen is kaput. Boo Hoo.

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Sat 24th Sept : Danger

Just after I reserve the car to drive to Philly tomorrow, I get the call. It’s that crazy Irish guy from LA – in town. I promise him I can meet him for 1 drink but I’m busy (scared of the Lady’s reaction).

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September 23, 2005

Fri 23rd Sept : Bank Of England

The Lady went to Philly (I have to go down on Sunday). Cards with the boys in Brooklyn. Bank Of England lost its wedge. One good hand. Nice pizza and wings. We get a call to meet some Brits in Christie Park but Crazy Dave drags us off to Happy Ending in LES/Chinatown. Downstairs is a mix of local Asian cats and Upper West Side tourists. A good mix of 80s alt plays. Chit chat. Chit chat. Watch the girls dance. Huh – it’s 4am already!

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September 21, 2005

Wed 21st Sept: 3 Act Night

A night of three acts. Kick off at the Strand where I saw Malcolm Gladwell and John Berlin xxx have a good chat about ideas, innovation. Then scooted out when the audience questions started – lots of polite nodding to folk with their own agenda.

Then down to a party with Adriana Huffingdon at uber-blog-person Nick Denton’s apartment. Blog types mixing with blazer and chino guys, power couples and ambitious smart ladies. It took me to long to get a glass of bubbly so I started getting anxious.

Dash back to pick up the lady from the slightly smaller apartment and then off to see a band the lady has to show her face. We get up top 42nd and the lights shine like it’s daylight. Downstairs in BB Kings a metal band from Finland are being watched by a horde of black T Shirted shaven headed guys and their rather nubile girlfriends. The exception is some skinny pale kid who is freaking out to the tunes in his iPod, ignorant of the soft rock number the guy is singing on stage: “We come from the land of cold. Although we may be bold, we hope our hearts aren’t cold.” or something like that.

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September 20, 2005

Burton Catalog Yeti

Burton Catalog Yeti
Originally uploaded by GuyBrighton.

Seen in the new store on Prince and Mercer

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Fri 16th Sept : Italian Festival

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September 18, 2005

Sun 18th Sept: Guy Brighton Wins Race Shocker

Guy Brighton Wins Race Shocker
Originally uploaded by GuyBrighton.

Here I am a little exhausted, having gone for the longest jog of my life. One hour 45 minutes, 1996 out of 10400 runners, 13 and a bit miles. Champion of the Philly Half Marathon (next yeat, I'll be the winner maybe ;)

Many people didn't think I would make it. Crazy Dave looked at me the other night as we ambled out of the Bistro Bar and took one look at my belly and shook his head. Even the Lady got worried: "You're not doing this because of me, are you?" she asked - thinking I would blame her if I had fallen to the ground today.

I ran the race as a challenge. The Ladies brother dared me over a pint. What could I do?

I trained a little up and down the river and managed to maintain a high level of carb intake in the evenings. The brother ran for 2 hours almost everynight.

His time: 1 hour 48.

The power of social drinking.

Get in!

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September 16, 2005

Friday 16th Sept : Training

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Originally uploaded by GuyBrighton.

Here I am with pinky up in the air training for Sunday. We're celebrating the anniversary of a British couple in Brooklyn. We're all here - and a few London based Brits are in town... it's amazing how they turn up and expect that everyone's got party favo(u)rs. It's as if London's still strung out in some youth clutching frenzy...

Not for me. Watch the pinky, I'm in training mate...

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September 15, 2005

Thur 15th Sept : Arcade Bowie

We turned up to hear the last two songs of Arcade Fire, well the last 2 songs before the encore. I had tried my best to hurry up to Central Park to see them at Summer Stage but I got distracted at 2 bars on Avenue C, then to pick up L at Nevada Smiths on 3rd Avenne, then to pick up the girls at a restaurant on 58. When we met the girls they still had a bottle of wine to get through.

The band won't be on yet - we thought.... meanwhile, 20 blocks north, they were rocking the park.

When the lights came down, we were pretty disappointed with ourselves - but then came the encore. And then we didn't feel sorry at all. We were here for the best part of the show!!

>>> DAVID BOWIE c ame on to sing and play with Arcade Fire <<<

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Hurricane Pics

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Originally uploaded by sandstorm889.

Amazine pics of the storm from http://www.flickr.com/photos/88074840@N00/

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Meat Packing Gentrification Graffiti

Meat Packing
Originally uploaded by GuyBrighton.

(a) Isn't it a little bit too late to protest about the gentrification of the Meat Packing district
(b) gentrification - wtf? - the place was just full of transient butchers and transvestite hookers...

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Thur 15th Sept: "Happy Felt Hat Day"

A message from my sister:

"Happy Felt Hat Day. It's the 15th, so lose that straw boater quick. Did you know gangs lurk on the street corners of New York City knifing those who don't obey the fashion law??"

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September 11, 2005

Sun 11th Sept : 9/11 Skies

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Originally uploaded by GuyBrighton.

I am the only bugger who finds it a bit odd that on this day, six planes fly around and around in the sky over Manhattan spraying the name of an insurance company out if their arses?

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September 7, 2005

Wed 7th September : Late By A Week

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Originally uploaded by GuyBrighton.

It was my birthday a week ago. Really guys you shouldn't have... huh? Sorry, love - what do you mean it's YOUR birthday!

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Wed 7th Sept : Too Skinny

'Too skinny' I said as she sat down at the table. Danny and I were sat at Jerry's just now, signing the check, watching a trio of ladies sit at a booth diagonal to you.
'You joking?' Danny says. 'That'ds Nicole Richie!'
She's skinny. Like a child skinny. 'No way is she Nicole Richie'
She turns round and glares somewhere in our direction with phone in hand, "Hello. Nicole!" she announces to her caller.
Danny is in love. I fight the urge - her friend with black hair with the plump bottom though.....