Here’s more on Lou Reed:

From our man Luc Sante.

Jody Rosen.

Sasha Frere-Jones.

Kurt Loder and Carl Wilson.

And a playlist from The Daily Beast.  

[Images Via: This Isn’t Happiness]

Another tough loss for the Cards last night. Then again, aren’t they all tough this time of year? They are up against the wall now and I doubt they’ll win the damn thing which is a drag.

I saw this picture and thought I’d share it. It doesn’t mean anything. I just found it pleasing.

[Photo Credit: Anthony Delgado via MPD]

This is the fear and loathing Whirled Serious for Yankee fans.

Gotta figure the Cards need to win tonight, right? They go back to Boston down 3-2 they are going to need a whole lot of Buckner on their side to pull this shit out.

I got no call on the game tonight–but I’m not feeling especially optimistic. Just hoping the Cards find a way.

Never mind the nerves: Let’s Go Red Boids!

[Photo Via: MPD]

Tonight on HBO.

Head on over to Longform and check out their reprint of Gay Talese’s terrific 1966 profile of Alden Whitman, the New York Times obituary writer:

“Winston Churchill gave you your heart attack,” the wife of the obituary writer said, but the obituary writer, a short and rather shy man wearing horn-rimmed glasses and smoking a pipe, shook his head and replied, very softly, “No, it was not Winston Churchill.”

“Then T.S. Eliot gave you your heart attack,” she quickly added, lightly, for they were at a small dinner party in New York and the others seemed amused.

“No,” the obituary writer said, again softly, “it was not T.S. Eliot.”

If he was at all irritated by his wife’s line of questioning, her assertion that writing lengthy obituaries for the New York Times under deadline pressure might be speeding him to his own grave, he did not show it, did not raise his voice; but then he rarely does. Only once has Alden Whitman raised his voice at Joan, his present wife, a youthful brunette, and on that occasion he screamed. Alden Whitman does not recall precisely why he screamed. Vaguely he remembers accusing Joan of misplacing something around the house, but he suspects that in the end he was the guilty one. Though this incident occurred more than two years ago, lasting only a few seconds, the memory of it still haunts him—a rare occasion when he truly lost control; but since then he has remained a quiet man, a predictable man who early each morning, while Joan is asleep, slips out of bed and begins to make breakfast: a pot of coffee for her, one of tea for himself. Then he sits for an hour or so in his study smoking a pipe, sipping his tea, scanning the newspapers, his eyebrows raising slightly whenever he reads that a dictator is missing, a statesman is ill.

[Illustration by Jacob van Loon]

“Sunflowers at Choisel” by Georges Braque (1946)

Hi there, welcome back to another fun round of Where & When, the game that’s all over the map and you have to invest a certain amount of time trying to decide where and when the heck you are (kind of like Doctor Who I imagine…), then reach for that drafty bottle as opposed to a brass ring.  Sounds easy enough, but looks aren’t everything, so use whatever tools are available to find out the truth, if you can handle it.

Speaking of looks, let’s look at our latest challenge:

A nice, hi-res photo to ponder.  Also ponder this: The pic was taken at a moment where there was a proposal to bring the good folks of Brooklyn and Manhattan together and create some more space for people to eventually pay exorbitant rent for.  This idea was eventually made a reality to a much smaller scale; bonus if you know how this was accomplished.

A quaich full of Chautauqua for the first person with the correct answers, and a cold can of Zevia for those who follow suit.  As always, explain how you found the answers, and don’t click on the photo credit link for answers, though if you arrive to a similar place via another route, it is fair game (but you must show your math).  Send your answers to cixposse at gmail dot com and we’ll discuss the answers and winners after 4pm today, as I’m still trying to figure out when’s a good deadline.  Tell your friends and family, your co-workers, your next door neighbors and total strangers to come visit the site and play.  And all you lurkers, well as one of you did prove, anything’s possible; even winning! Enjoy yourselves and see you at the final bell!

[Photo credit: NYC Past]

Suzanne Goin has a new cookbook out and it’s not for the weak of heart.

Nice.

I found this record at a stoop sale, oh, 15 years ago. This song always makes me smile.

And you know why? Cause Lucky was five-and-a-half when he cut this track.

Lou Reed: Salute.

Game Four. Clay Buchholz will have his bloody sock game and the Sox will even the series.

Book it.

Nevertheless: Let’s Go Cards!

[Photo Via: Ema Cor]Gettin

Lou Reed is dead.

Sad news. Read this.

[Picture via Weheartit]

Clap Your Hands Now.

“Already Been in the Water”–In Memory of Stella Burke

[Painting by George Wesley Bellows]

Game Three, St. Louie. Says here the Sox take this one.

Hoping I’m wrong.

Never mind nuthin’:

Let’s Go Cards!

[Photo Via: Ghost in the Machine]

Jumpin’…

[Photo Credit: Karla Murray]

Order restored for the moment in the Whirled Serious. I say the Sox win Game 3 and the Cards take Game 4 this weekend…

Meanwhile, light day of blogging round these parts. I’ll be back later on.

Happy Friday, you guys.

[Photo Via: Aberrant Beauty]

Welcome back, and sorry for the lateness.  When you end up working for an obsessive-compulsive movie director, you get a good idea of how little time you have for yourself.  But we are back with a new challenge, one that even has me a little uncertain:

Another commuters’ special; those who drive a lot throughout the city will instantly know where this is, but you might have a little problem pinpointing when it was taken; I know I have.  So for when, I will accept a good guess within a certain range, provided that you explain what led you to your conclusion.  And, as usual, give us a breakdown of your research.  Send your answers to cixposse at gmail dot com and the first person with the right answers will be bestowed a bottle of Bulldog, while subsequent right answers will receive a spritzing of Spring Grove.

I will be busy again, so I don’t know how often I can check in; that said, if I don’t reveal the answer by 6pm, feel free to do so in the comments and I will update you all with the winners.  So have a good run around the loop and we’ll talk later!

Cards look to leave Boston with the Serious tied one-game apiece. The Sox look to continue their postseason run of undisturbed good fortune.

Wacha vs. Lackey.

Never mind those shaggy bastards:

Let’s Go Cards!

This would make my Mother happy. 

Rare KRS demo via Unkut.com.

[Photo Credit: Joey Conzo]