Never did like that band, Smashing Pumpkins. I don't think they wrote a single decent song and that voice...that screeching, nasal, whine...what was up with that? At least the "yarl" of Eddie Veder and company - which can be traced back to Cher by the way - at least that had some warmth to it. On occasion. "Can't Find a Butter Man" indeed. Never liked the Pearl Jam either. Or STP. Actually you can have the whole darn decade if you want it. All the interesting stuff was happening in electronica and hip hop, though I was too busy grunging to truly appreciate it. And I'm confident time will prove me true. Youth Movements are powerful aphrodisiacs though. As if youth needed any more help feeling horny.
Here's the tie-in. The fabulous Q Gardens, over by the Q train at Church, is hosting a Pumpkin Smashing. Bring your jack-o-lanterns on Sunday and add them to the compost pile. Sunday at 3.
The Q at Parkside
News and Nonsense from the Brooklyn neighborhood of Lefferts and environs, or more specifically a neighborhood once known as Melrose Park. Sometimes called Lefferts Gardens. Or Prospect-Lefferts Gardens. Or PLG. Or North Flatbush. Or Caledonia (west of Ocean). Or West Pigtown. Across From Park Slope. Under Crown Heights. Near Drummer's Grove. The Side of the Park With the McDonalds. Jackie Robinson Town. Home of Lefferts Manor. West Wingate. Near Kings County Hospital. Or if you're coming from the airport in taxi, maybe just Flatbush is best.