Sharp shooter Priscilla Vazquez was on the scene for Daptone Records CMJ showing in part III of her 2009 CMJ coverage for Gotryke.
Daptone Records presented their CMJ showcase last Friday at The Knitting Factory in Brooklyn. They handed out copies of their latest compilation Daptone Gold, featuring 23 tracks by great talents such as Naomi Shelton, Lee Fields and The Dap-Kings. Soul and R&B tunes played as the first band set up.
The Budos Band walked on stage, each member wearing a skeletal Halloween mask to celebrate the upcoming festivities. Sax, keyboard, congas and an electric guitar were all used to get the crowd dancing.
Their funk sounds later gave way to the smoother, more soulful sounds of The Menahan Street Band. Charles Bradley and Lee Fields shared the stage with the them. Both men gave impressive performances, letting me know they felt every word they sang.
I had listened to the next act, Naomi Shelton and the Gospel Queens, before but nothing compared to seeing them live. Naomi Shelton’s energy was contagious.
The lineup: The Budos Band
New York City farm fresh? The unlikely pairing of farming and city life may occur when the Design Trust for Public Space urban agriculture moves forward with plans to develop the Five Borough Farm. Added Value, a Brooklyn urban farm, will use a template for urban agriculture approach similar to the strategy used to impose agricultural principles in their Brooklyn base, including a Red Hook farmer’s market that services seniors and single mothers. The focus is to serve low-income households with healthy, local alternatives.
In another project, Made in Midtown, the fashion industry’s presence in the Garment District and its place in New York’s creative economy will be studied. Partnering with the Council of Fashion Designers of America, this project will recommend place-based strategies to strengthen and preserve creative industries in New York.
Despite the threat of lousy hurricane weather, the Rumblers NYC still bring in the crowd: ratty hotrods, local pinup girl squads and squeaky street side burn-outs highlighted the annual event under the BQE on Meeker and Union Ave. for the Rumblers NYC Ninth Annual Kustom Kills & Hot Rod show on Saturday. Docile Williamsburg, Brooklyn needs a little scruffy shakeup and while the heat brought big crowds last year, low-brow rock culture was plentiful, drawing out the authentic rods, that don’t require extra buff and shine.
The Rumblers NYC, est. 1996, have built up their following in the past 13 years to a formidable group with plenty of greasy swagger, under the hood and with a lineup of rockabilly style bands. This year our personal favorite ride: the Good Human Ice Scream truck turning heads with a few burnout. The vintage tow truck had it’s own kind of panache, with interesting characters hanging around.
A few foolhardy party crashers threatened to ruin the fun for the classics rolling on Meeker Ave. in 90ish Chevys and choppers, but NYPD put a stop to the antics and keep it closer to the Rumblers’ objective:
pre-1964, and American.
I was happy to score vintage Dodge patches for six bucks, and the rides were still worth a leisurely stroll, hard-hit with sassy etchings.
The smell of leaded gasoline coursed through the air. Mustached men, red-lipsticked ladies and greased-up fellas sipped cans of beer, leaning against their ‘55 Chevys, ‘62 Buicks and 30’s Fords. Vendors dolled out flea market fair of patches, smutty signs and vintage pins. The Rumblers Car Club of NYC transforms trendy Williamsburgh, BK into a melee of hotrod madness.
The buzz of conversation was interrupted every 10 minutes or so by a barrage of rocket noises emitting from the pipes of hot rods and choppers, speeding down the strip with wild fish tailing abandon. The biggest cheers of all came when NYPD sped through, good-natured participants. People shook their heads as a ”55 Chevy dropped it’s clutch.
The annual event is open to pre-1964 hot rods, customs, stockers and beaters. However, we managed to sneak in with artist Lee Quinones’1965 Dodge Coronet. Parking was tight by 11 am, and the underpass was stacked with car fanatics out to glimpse under the hoods and soak up the nostalgia. Kaves from the Lordz park up the block with his ‘58 Buick. While last year the show fell on a relentless steamy Saturday, this year the comfortably warm August day kept people lingering in perfect burnout weather.
Punk pride gives this hot rod show, an East coast injection of rockabilly culture organized by Agnostic Front vocalist Roger Miret. Bands play all day at Union Pool, the headquarters for the Rumblers’ prominent parking pavillion. How they get away with it in a land of million-dollar condos, I don’t know. But that’s exactly what makes this particular car show so much fun.
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