BK stands for burger king


Fort Greene, Brooklyn, shot yesterday evening at 6:15. I believe the diagonal street is Fulton Ave.

• The first of the Prospect Park days kicked off this past Sunday, after being bumped from a thunderstorm-filled Saturday. Things were in full swing with Mike & Elizabeth Morarian, Mimi, Rachel, Nate & Heidi, Brian & Rachel, Johnny Juice, and Jenn, then we ran into Addie, Brandon, and Neil in the main lawn. After filling up on tabbouleh, guacamole, cinnamon-crusted cheese, mojitos, wine, pinwheel sandwiches, celery, grapes, and oreos, there was some soccer ball kicking before hopping back on the bikes.

• Last night, Jenn and I made it over to the Escapes photography opening at 20 Jay St. in Dumbo, where Tod Seelie and some other photographers had work on display. We didn’t spend a ton of time there because it was sandwiched in between a rooftop party at the Forte building in Fort Greene, and some necessary exercise time in Prospect Park.

• You know summer is on the cusp in New York when the Chinatown odor hits you in the face going over the Manhattan Bridge at about 9AM. Wait for the return commute when you can practically taste it as well as smell it. Kinda rough.

• Some additional Seattle shots can be found here.

Jenn, DLISH, Mehgan, and I finally checked out the 4th Avenue Pub and Sheep Station this past Saturday evening. Great Australian food at Sheep Station (though I still feel like Bondi Road’s “burger and the lot” is a tough one to beat), however no meat pies or anything on the menu. The 4th Ave Pub has free popcorn and also a private, cozy back patio (albeit, filled with cigarette smoke). Lehman was given a copy of “Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus” on the street, and it seemed to be a great conversation piece for everyone around us, haha.

• This past Tuesday, The Opera Singer had several roles in a 6-part opera performance at the Merkin Concert Hall on Broadway and 67th Street, in both German and Italian. The crowd “ooh”ed and “ahh”ed when he kissed a Russian singer on stage. Very great performance, despite my Americanism causing me to sadly not understand a single word. It does seem like it may be physically easier for women to hit their high notes in opera than for men to hit their low notes… or maybe I mean that high notes seem to project a lot further, and are more piercing. Jenn, Matt, and I briefly met Archie, and spoke to John again (Justin’s voice teacher, who had us over about a year and a half ago).

• Recently I found some of Keiichi Nitta’s polaroid work online, and found out that he was Terry Richardson’s assistant for about seven years, before now carrying on a similar lo-fi and scandalous approach to photography at his own studio in Japan. He certainly looks crazy, but apparently in just the past 2-3 years he’s shot everyone from Pharrell to Morrissey to Kanye, M.I.A., and tons of actors/actresses. He runs in very interesting social circles.

• Wednesday evening, I met Kathleen, Hill, Amy, and Republican Rob out at Reservoir near the NYU-ish area for a handful of drinks and some catching up on the gossip of the retail fashion world.  Somehow Black Label Jeff always comes up in some context.

• A shot of mine (of BAM’s lobby) was featured on Brownstoner. Mac Premo created the suitcases, I created the lobby animations, and some of my coworkers built the rest of the experience. But speaking of Sundance at BAM, the opening night last Thursday ended up being a lot of fun. The screening of “American Teen” was introduced by Marty Markowitz, Maggie Gyllenhaal, Peter Saarsgard, and some others. Then, afterwards, there was a prom-themed party where Andrew Andrew and a lot of others were seen dancing around. (Also, the Animated Shorts Program on Sunday was excellent, especially “Chonto.”)

• My sister, Hillary, (haha, Jeremy, if you’re listening) started a blog. About her time she’s spending over in a Thai prison, I mean, in a university in Thailand. She’ll be there up until about the end of the year. Of course we’re jealous.

• Also, worthy of mention is that the new (Brooklyn-based) Ratatat album drops in just about a month. It’s pretty sick stuff (as to be expected). If you haven’t heard anything from it yet, check out this video for a new single called “Mirando.” Certainly bring earplugs though if you see them perform in person.

2 thoughts on “BK stands for burger king”

  1. Haha, yes, though for some reason “Mirando” makes me think more of “Friendo” that the villain of “No Country for Old Men” says a few times.

    Hector esta en la bibloteca! Raul esta en la bicicleta!

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