tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post6240257374221553454..comments2024-03-07T16:33:28.698+01:00Comments on NEW YORK CITY 1990's - Photo archives by Gregoire Alessandrini: MEAT MARKET (Meat Packing District) 1990's NEW YORK IN THE 1990's PHOTO ARCHIVEShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05077121250310832600noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-7040542950132564692023-05-27T10:31:25.589+02:002023-05-27T10:31:25.589+02:00These photos are fantastic. I miss this New York.These photos are fantastic. I miss this New York.Color Clipping Ltd.https://www.blogger.com/profile/10082520164644588563noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-18725145227473894752020-06-10T14:10:23.194+02:002020-06-10T14:10:23.194+02:00Thank you ! I'm actually trying to publish a b...Thank you ! I'm actually trying to publish a book which would be a great way to get to see a selection of my photographs printed in a larger format.NEW YORK IN THE 1990's PHOTO ARCHIVEShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05077121250310832600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-29838569592687293622020-06-09T22:48:14.445+02:002020-06-09T22:48:14.445+02:00These are unbelievable, but we gotta see these sho...These are unbelievable, but we gotta see these shots BIGGER!Brian McInnishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00873671348704744430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-23510283655810366902019-09-28T03:05:15.791+02:002019-09-28T03:05:15.791+02:00Amazing photos... as if plucked my faint memories ...Amazing photos... as if plucked my faint memories of the meatpacking district. And your photograph of 833 Washington Street helped me confirm a filming location for 1988's "Vampire's Kiss," starring Nicolas Cage. Thanks!!NYCinFilmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12434775552755013320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-44358943196008122622019-07-24T06:55:42.250+02:002019-07-24T06:55:42.250+02:00Already read your book some time ago. i purchased ...Already read your book some time ago. i purchased it on Amazon and was happy to be able to read it on Kindle. Very entertaining indeed!<br />I moved to NYC in 1986, and while all those haunts disappeared by 1985, one could still feel some strong decadent energy in the Meat Market (That's how it was referred to back then). I was obsessed with the actual locations and buildings which housed those dens of iniquity. I'm looking for playlists of music of the mineshaft, there's one online from Jim Rice who prepared mixes for Wally Wallace (RIP). Amazing musicAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-82918929000301391002019-07-18T21:22:15.487+02:002019-07-18T21:22:15.487+02:00I wrote extensively about my 1st hand experience f...I wrote extensively about my 1st hand experience frequenting the underground club scene that populated the once active Meat Market from 1976 – 1980: The Anvil, Alice in Wonderland, Crisco Disco, Mars...in my book Homo GoGo Man: a fairytale about a boy who grew up in discoland, now in a new improved 2nd edition with a more marketable cover after 4 years as a best seller. In the late 80’s, when Ecstasy was the drug of choice, there was an underground circuit called ‘Outlaw Parties’ that, pre-social media, the telephone was the means of announcing the time and place of the next party, thrown in some obscure and vacated space in NYC: the Williamsburg Bridge, a subway station no longer in use, a McDonald’s in Times Square... One night I was privy to an ‘Outlaw Party’ location and starting time where we strangers met under dangerously decrepit but still existing elevated rail road tracks that ran from 23rd Street into the West Village. Everyone expected the railway, as did the elevated West Side Highway, to be demolished. But on that night, we party revelers met a the designated time and spot to climb an existing ladder to the weed covered elevated railway, keeping vigilant about numerous gaping holes and the expectation of law enforcement agents once someone reported spotting our part dancing in the dark to a boom-box. It sorrows me to see a neighborhood that we could feel fearless in now the domain of the super-rich, with stores and restaurants selling merchandise unobtainable to our current financial status. That the elevated railway was celebrated by the historic society to preserve a piece of NYC history, open to the public as “the High-Line” is a nice gesture. But the cookie-cutter construction of architecturally generic high-end high-rise residential structures distracts from the quaint charm of the night I trespassed on the old remains of a time in history in NYC that no longer exists: it was a city dependent on the commerce of the railroad cars carrying cargo and meat markets, with neighborhoods that were affordable to call home to the working and young new pioneers to NYC.Christopher Duquettehttp://facebook.com/authorchristopherduquettenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-29206543385574698072017-12-07T16:26:44.084+01:002017-12-07T16:26:44.084+01:00I was a local truck driver who worked at Schuster ...I was a local truck driver who worked at Schuster Express, which was located just north of the Meatpacking District, between 16th and 17th Street at Tenth Avenue (where the rental apartment building, the Caledonia is now). I was working in this area in the early 80s, and remember what this area looked like before the tourists and the High Line appeared. I even remember seeing the trains running on the High Line just before the elevated railway went quiet. Ah, the Mineshaft and the Anvil!! Nice memories from that era, never to be experienced again. After Guiliani, then Bloomberg, the youth and newcomers of today will never experience the fun I had back then. Today, it's cleaned up and sanitized to the point that NYC as a whole is becoming just a supersized suburban mall, with suburban attitudes. Happily, these pictures bring back those memories!! Thanks for posting them!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-30217064085561499022016-04-06T23:57:03.151+02:002016-04-06T23:57:03.151+02:00I lived on horatio street in the 80's-90's...I lived on horatio street in the 80's-90's really loved the city then, so much energy & creativity - and the CLUBS ! just faaaabulous. sigh<br />These photos are amazing, thank you so much for preserving the memories mishiHhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12258322719936603545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-49208267742303289512015-08-31T17:29:39.317+02:002015-08-31T17:29:39.317+02:00my uncle live 90s on horatio street, is totally ch...my uncle live 90s on horatio street, is totally changed. sancheirhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08682077833938550652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-60521040367999600092015-02-12T23:20:18.332+01:002015-02-12T23:20:18.332+01:00I was a dancer at the Gaiety 1976 - 1978, and foun...I was a dancer at the Gaiety 1976 - 1978, and found myself "homeless" on nights that my friends could not put me up (dates!) and my bed was in my StonyBrook dorm. The meatmarket was where I could find afterhours clubs that were open 7 days a week to get off the streets and in the company of other drug induced dancers. Once I graduated, I lived in the West Village and would practice my rollerskating moves on the closed elevated West Side Highway, overlooking the sexual proclivities of gay men trolling in the abandoned piers. I wrote about my daze and nites of hoofing in NYC 1976 - 2004: 'Homo GoGo Man' by Christopher Duquette on DonnaInk & Amazon. My graduate thesis (yeah, I graduated from StonyBrook) was on the then controversial West Side Highway Project, which never came to fruition. I miss the old West Side.<br />Christopher Duquettenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-50521660455256432862014-11-02T02:19:39.089+01:002014-11-02T02:19:39.089+01:00Thanks so much for bringing back such wild and gre...Thanks so much for bringing back such wild and great memories. I used to frequent this area on nights, when the Mineshaft was in full swing. These pictures bring back all the feelings I had at that time. The smell of the meat in the streets, the darkness and quietness of the nights. Being scared to death, yet excited at the same time. Wow.. you brought it all back by posting these pictures of a New York that will only live in memories and pictures. Thanks again.Dannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-56313591794554347232014-04-11T05:24:50.910+02:002014-04-11T05:24:50.910+02:00I too greatly miss the gay clubs in the area. At ...I too greatly miss the gay clubs in the area. At that time one had to actually talk or have physical contact with a human being. Today, young gays use Grindr and the internet and texting to hook up. Sad.david Jarrettnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-68616848981657005652014-01-29T08:19:11.689+01:002014-01-29T08:19:11.689+01:00Thank you so much for these wonderful pictures. A ...Thank you so much for these wonderful pictures. A real treat. I used to go there a lot 1990-until the the very late 90s. Of course I still go there occasionally. But since Pastis joined the sublime desolation in1999 (and apparently closing March 2014) that whole area started to dramatically change. Like many of us I am not happy about the transformation of this enclave of our beloved NYC. <br /><br />You know, by 1990 already, it felt like "the end of days" over there. I'm referring to days of Gay liberation, this area being the focal point of "extreme" gay lifstyles and all the stretch which started on Christopher and West Streets, with "Badlands" bar at the corner, "The Ramrod" next to it before W10th, "Keller's" one block south.<br />As one went up West Street, Industrial facades to the right, lots of two story garages/car repair shops, more warehouses, the unexpected Gym, Massive old buildings such as The Westbeth (Still frozen in history in 2014), The Hudson to one's left, the abandoned Elevated Highway's shadow obstructed the River view, the warehouses falling apart right over the river, and the Piers, most of the ones beween Chrsitopher all the way up to the Gansevoort and the trucks under the elevated highway...then one reached the old meatpacking district...by the early 90's of course this whole world disappeared but the remnants were still there. The meatpacking district looked sad by day, but it still looked beautifully eerie and almost romantic from dusk til dawn.<br />It looked like in the "Good Old Days". Just like Isao Tomita's "Footprints in the Snow". One of the Mineshaft's landmark early morning music. This music defines the essence of the area at night.You know, the Mineshaft at 835 Washington. I went to "Sea" the other day. The restaurant that now occupies the former site of the Mineshaft. If walls could talk...<br /><br />They Did.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-9678877955039784882013-12-20T03:00:32.773+01:002013-12-20T03:00:32.773+01:00wish I could relive the 90's, foreverwish I could relive the 90's, foreverAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-88706743929382491812013-11-16T21:56:54.046+01:002013-11-16T21:56:54.046+01:00Amazing photos ! Amazing photos ! Marcusnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-63219081870523280812013-08-13T17:19:29.399+02:002013-08-13T17:19:29.399+02:00thank-you...great pictures of a not so great but i...thank-you...great pictures of a not so great but intriguing area of nyc.. very well done.. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15160462961026526191noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-67623656360481593232013-08-06T15:40:55.808+02:002013-08-06T15:40:55.808+02:00These photos are fantastic. I miss this New York....These photos are fantastic. I miss this New York.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-46629600086156944622013-05-27T04:19:56.474+02:002013-05-27T04:19:56.474+02:00We used to go there all the time in the 90's f...We used to go there all the time in the 90's for Rio Mar and Florent, and I never noticed the neighborhood being as seedy as the pics portray it to be. I suppose that's because NYC has been so spit-polished that graffiti and an industrial look seem much more jarring now than they actually were. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-100546766132694332013-05-24T21:03:12.622+02:002013-05-24T21:03:12.622+02:00Thank you Baby Dave !!! Oh yeah ! The Paella from ...Thank you Baby Dave !!! Oh yeah ! The Paella from Rio Mar was the best ! I remember going there often with my good friend Stella, the owner of cafe de la Pace on 7th street.NEW YORK IN THE 1990's PHOTO ARCHIVEShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05077121250310832600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-90391590152968691952013-05-24T20:21:32.837+02:002013-05-24T20:21:32.837+02:00Wonderful photographs here. Thank you, Mr. Alessan...Wonderful photographs here. Thank you, Mr. Alessandrini. To look again at the Rio Mar restaurant made me hungry, and also made me wonder how an area could go from so vibrant to so vapid in what now seems like the blink of an eye.BabyDavehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04751432569519540728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-63416021268741505562013-05-24T18:59:10.318+02:002013-05-24T18:59:10.318+02:00Thank you. I've worked and lived in the Meat ...Thank you. I've worked and lived in the Meat Packing District since 1990. I have a 2 year old now growing up here<br />and I'm so glad to see you capturing what is was like. So easy to forget what was here or there....<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-4647660518577256882013-05-24T17:24:36.786+02:002013-05-24T17:24:36.786+02:00Awesome - thank you so much for posting these. I ...Awesome - thank you so much for posting these. I tell people all the time about going to clubs like the Cooler (for music) in the 90s and being scared out of my mind walking there. No one can believe me any more :)nyphotoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16114782214644499301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-80490830398615515442013-05-23T18:56:26.646+02:002013-05-23T18:56:26.646+02:00Thank you for these photos. I grew up here just be...Thank you for these photos. I grew up here just below Gansevort for a few years as a kid just before it turned to hell with new construction and the new generation.Cooper Rayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02489364266256948302noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-22383092739772168812013-05-23T09:00:44.017+02:002013-05-23T09:00:44.017+02:00Thanks to all of you for all of these kind message...Thanks to all of you for all of these kind messages ! Unfortunately, I do not have images of The Superior Ink Company. There are so many pictures I regret I didn't not shoot...but at the time I had no idea of how much the city will change. I used to go out a lot to clubs and hang out a little bit everywhere at night in Manhattan and that's a big part of NY experience in the 90's that I also neglected to photograph at the time... <br />Regarding Florent, one of my favorite places at the time, I only found in my old negatives and slides a very mediocre shot of the front that I decided not to post...It could have been added to my post about the "lost diners"....NEW YORK IN THE 1990's PHOTO ARCHIVEShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05077121250310832600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3006658049659177434.post-39864845061692332782013-05-23T04:56:04.673+02:002013-05-23T04:56:04.673+02:00I agree with Anonymous just above me. Love the pho...I agree with Anonymous just above me. Love the photos, totally depressed that during the 30 years I've lived here the neighborhood's been destroyed with only the facades left. <br /><br />As a local, I went to Florent for breakfast occasionally, or lunch. Completely different feel from the mid-night/early morning Florent, which was smoky (when smoking was still allowed in restaurants). I live a block away from Gansvoort and rarely bother even going down the block there any more. Nothing worth seeing/doing for anyone but tourists.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com