I moved to New York City in 2000, and to the LowÂer East Side in 2002. To my disÂmay, the gritÂty downÂtown New York I’d loved from afar since childhood—represented by films like The WarÂriors, bands like SonÂic Youth, and grafÂfiÂti artists like Zephyr—was nearÂly at an end. CBGB’s was stagÂgerÂing toward its final years; local venue BrownÂies, right across the street, closed durÂing my tenure, then re-opened as anothÂer bar, the live bands replaced by a jukeÂbox; the few remainÂing artists from the old days holed up in their apartÂments, surly and forÂgotÂten; and rumors of Whole Foods and glass & steel conÂdos proved true in the comÂing years. It was sad.
But oh, to be there in the 80s and earÂly 90s, when flowÂers of dirty punk art grew from the neeÂdle-strewn TompÂkins Square Park and the decayÂing squatÂters parÂadisÂes along Avenue A. Of course I’m romanÂtiÂcizÂing a time of high crime, poverÂty, and low expecÂtaÂtions, a time many native New YorkÂers do not rememÂber fondÂly (then again, it seems, just as many do). There are many, many docÂuÂments of the old East VilÂlage mean streets—too many to propÂerÂly list in this short post. But I can imagÂine no betÂter tour guide to pre-milÂlenÂniÂal NYC than Iggy Pop.
In the short film above, watch him show Dutch filmÂmakÂer Bram van SplunÂteren around AlphaÂbet City. GrantÂed this is 1993. Things weren’t nearÂly as hairy as they were a few years priÂor (a fact Iggy points out right away), but it’s still a world away from the LowÂer East Side of today. Pop traipses through the neighÂborÂhood, pointÂing out favorite landÂmarks and pieces of grafÂfiÂti. No stranger to urban decay, the Detroit native seems right at home. This being New York, Pop can stroll around withÂout being molestÂed (or mostÂly even recÂogÂnized). All in all it’s a pretÂty leisureÂly tour of the 90s LowÂer East Side on a bright and sunÂny day with the guy who more-or-less inventÂed punk. What more could you want?
via Coudal.com
RelatÂed ConÂtent:
From The Stooges to Iggy Pop: 1986 DocÂuÂmenÂtary Charts the Rise of Punk’s GodÂfaÂther
Jim PowÂer, aka “the MosaÂic Man,” Adorns the LampÂposts of New York City’s East VilÂlage
Nico Sings “Chelsea Girls” in the Famous Chelsea Hotel
Josh Jones is a writer and musiÂcian based in WashÂingÂton, DC. FolÂlow him at @jdmagness


