youngmanhattanite:
Holy cow, FYM, how old are you? I am fully fucking aware of the fate of CBGB, which, like GG himself, lost its relevance when you were still in short pants. (I passed up the chance to see GG’s last show —which was at the Gas Station on Ave B and 2nd St.; probably a bistro now— and I don’t remember why. No great loss. I still have the issue of MRR with his funeral photo on the cover, come to think of it.) Feel free to school me on musicals, Ethel, but don’t hector me on this subject.
We’ll conceede on GG, fine - though we knew CBGB was done when they started selling CBGB shirts at Hot Topic - but we won’t take you calling them out when (A) you try to pull the John Varvatos navy-wool three button over our eyes and (B) when there’s so much better stuff to choose from than the glasses thing. Like the fact that he spells it with a “Z.”
youngmanhattanite:
Query to FYM: what do you hope to gain from this? There is little we can do other than give you the time of day, and even then we’ll probably be 5 minutes late. If you think you can finagle your way to internet infamy this way, you are barking up the wrong shrub. These are the dregs of a dissipated revolution.
Query to the general public: which is the more overrated, Aziz Ansari or Aziz Ansari?
It’s a tree of life (Jewish camp songs, anyone?).
And we ask for slightly more respect than to think we would do this for fame. I mean, jesus christ: we’re following Young Manhattanite. There’s a level of obscurity to this that even we’re not completely attuned to.
youngmanhattanite:
Query to FYM: what do you hope to gain from this? There is little we can do other than give you the time of day, and even then we’ll probably be 5 minutes late. If you think you can finagle your way to internet infamy this way, you are barking up the wrong shrub. These are the dregs of a dissipated revolution.
Query to the general public: which is the more overrated, Aziz Ansari or Aziz Ansari?
if all we wanted was the time of day, we would have been out the door already - something which has already been proposed - but even we’re not sure what we hope to do via this besides getting people to follow you. gain? i don’t know if a showdown in hell square at high noon merits a gain, but we’d take a date, and afterwords, we can all get on the bull at mason-dixon.
also, the universe collapsing in a fit of ironic-post-meta-2.0-clusterfuckery would count for something.
see! not so bad!
youngmanhattanite:
Gotta admire BV: he’s going from Gawker commenter sex to Tumblr sex (dude, did you so totally go to Whisky & Ladle?). And she’s friends with cat guy!
In regards to Gawker sex, does that count the blowing of past and present editorial staff?
“I’ll totally admit, my life is sad enough such that random blog posts from Balk or Choire literally make my day. So a chat conversation between the two of them certainly is a rare treat. However, my dilemma in re-blogging their shit is this: everyone I know is following them.”
My good god, man. Even we don’t like them that much. And while we do appreciate your spirit and moxie for all things Gawker and YM and Following YM related, this worries us, should worry them, and should truly worry you.
youngmanhattanite:
I gotta admit, the FYM people, or that Knox fella, or whatever technology they use (look for names scrawled on the walls of Ludowick’s lower intestine?), but they sure know a lot of assholes. Like this one, who seems to love the sexy imagery of the destitute (so Williamsburg!) but not the reality of diminished ability due to inadequate education. But you keep buying $700 glasses dude; I’m sure they will put it all into perspective for you.
Listen: our methodology is - if nothing else - completely transparent. We know as many of these assholes as you do, which is to say, none. And the ones we do know: marginally. Also, you wear Varvatos. Speaking of G.G. Allin, he’d be rolling shitting in that grave of his if he knew about what’s happened to the Bowery (it’s illegal to shit on the streets, now; also, CBGB is now a high-priced boutique where they sell modded Chuck Taylors for $100/pop).
Yeah, sure, but Young Israelite doesn’t have a Tumblr yet.
being “ahead” of what we were before is like being a step above…well…lorenzo’s oil jokes, which, really, we’re not. i think we can ride this thing out to it’s inevitably anti-climactic conclusion. it isn’t the shakedown on 118 rivington deez is hoping for, i’ll tell you that, now. the best we can hope for is tumblr collapsing on itself, or getting YM on the tumblr radar for every newly transplanted murray hill resident to follow.
Thinking about throwing in the towel, no joke. Our man on the boat says what needed to be done is done, or getting there. I mean, where do we go after this? Do we quit while we’re ahead?
