Now that irony and kitsch are all the rage for hipsters ready to spill $$$$ in the trendy West Village, an old sign spells hipness. This pilfered old chicken farm sign sits in the window of Jezebels in the West Village, where hipsters go to drink-drunk-pewk. Their kind has invaded the Village, East Village, Lower East Side, typically making the hood hell for those who like to sleep at 3 am. But I mostly detest the use of old signage, which signified real work, by punks who get drunk, fall down and piss on my doorstep. thanks for letting me squeal.
8 comments:
You get to squeal about that. What a shame. But the sign is neat.
that is just not right. hipsters can be a real pain.
Hipsters, schmipsters. More to life than losing self-control and becoming obnoxious. But the sign is cool on its own merits. An' ya gotta love the ghostly reflection of an artist-historian-squealer at work.
The guys on American Pickers would love this sign.
zat yoo in da pic? o'course ittizz!
love your post.:-)
dunno if'n we're getting cranky in our old age but, yeah, we're with you on most of your post.
though, dumping chicken innards into the river under the Williamsburg Bridge put a crimp into our summer swimmin'
always a pleasure to catch up on your work, friend.
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At first I was thinking, "What in the hell do they mean by cattle poultry?" Then I saw the "&". Oh. As Roseann Rosanna Danna would say, "Never mind."
Everyone deserves a good rant now and again KM. Let er rip!!!
Now I want to deal with the sign. I"m thinking poultry sold at an outlet. Hmmm, missing a wing or a leg?? Not all the feathers totally plucked? Breasts a little on the small side? A shade too old to be sold at full price?? I'm leary. Very Leary.
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