March 5, 2021
by Dave McClintock
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This week, my evening scribbles thread of bundled bookmarks (you can tell I’m still figuring out what to call these) is focused on art. In tough times, I’ve said to my family, “We’ve got to write our way out of … Continue reading
February 26, 2021
by Dave McClintock
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On a family Zoom last week, I found myself blurting “When the pandemic is over, everyone will forget what it was like, what we all went through. They’ll just ask, ‘Well, what have you accomplished in the last years?’” I … Continue reading
February 19, 2021
by Dave McClintock
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Today I’m threading some sounds that have reached me recently. It started with birds, what sounded like a hundred tiny beaks chirping as fast as they could on my window sill, about an hour before I needed to wake up. … Continue reading
February 12, 2021
by Dave McClintock
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Today I’m threading time. (That is, I’m realizing as I write this that these things can be connected.) First, I saw Catherine Clifford’s piece on CNBC.com: “Why billionaire VC Marc Andreessen schedules every second of his day, including ‘critical’ free … Continue reading
June 8, 2018
by Dave McClintock
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Garry Wills has a great definition of “saint” in The New York Review of Books (June 7, 2018), in “The Art of the Schmooze,” a tribute to Studs Terkel: “I considered him a saint, by the only definition that makes … Continue reading
September 16, 2017
by Dave McClintock
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Rest in peace, Harry Dean Stanton. Circa 1988, I worked the ticket booth at The Bottom Line Cabaret on weekends, during the day, while I was at NYU. Stick thin, long-haired little weirdo. One rainy day, the night’s band was … Continue reading
June 29, 2016
by Dave McClintock
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Thrilled to eavesdrop on Jeffrey Brown’s PBS NewsHour interview with genius James Corner of Field Operations, at the High Line in NYC. I was too shy to ask for a selfie, but I snagged a few snaps.
March 28, 2012 by Dave McClintock | 0 comments
All-white bike, painted in place? Maybe it’s a memorial … 59th and Fort Hamilton, Brooklyn.
October 15, 2011 by Dave McClintock | 0 comments
Music break: From a 2011 release by Des Ark, an intriguingly lush, raw, dissonant, harmonious, humorous, ferocious band from North Carolina.
June 16, 2011
by Dave McClintock
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In 1996 or so, my newly wed bride and I were invited to my boss’s husband’s 50th birthday party. We were excited. It was our first grown up party since our wedding, to be held in Ponte’s, a nice restaurant … Continue reading