In April of this year some friends and I went to see The Walkmen at The Bell House. This was kind of a small venue and sort of a big deal because we’re all huge fans and we got to see the band in their old stomping grounds. In anticipation of their upcoming new album (9/14/10) they played a few small shows here and there, playing alot of the new stuff and alot of the old stuff we all know and love. The Walkmen have been everywhere lately, including Late Night with Jimmy Fallon. I was lucky enough to win tix for the band bench and got to see them perform from the stage. Check us out here. Thats me, upper right with the white T-shirt and my buddy Andy next to me.
The Bell House is a pretty sweet little venue, despite being kind of out of my way. The cocktails are good and its a good looking space. Andy did me the favor of capturing this bathroom graffiti . Octogenarian humor with attention to detail. Steely Dan would certainly approve.
Do yourself a favor and check out When Did I Download This? where all The Walkmen albums are being discussed, including the upcoming album, Lisbon. Bookmark it and come back.
This is the type of place the after work suits go cruisin’ for a bruisin’ at. Lots of getting drunk over loud music and trying to spout pick-up lines over All American Reject songs. The booths are awesome and the bar looks promising but just like the dude with the gel in his hair, you’ll regret it. The bathroom is towards the back, before hitting the private room. Make a right, pass the ATM, and you’ll have made it to base point. Here you can talk smack about all the douchbaggery occurring by the bar. The bathroom itself is decent: big, clean, and quiet. I give it 3 flushes.
Gratuitous Pic of G Wednesday
gpoyw. Can we just go back to Wine Wednesday. Or Winesday?
In New York City, you can get just about anything delivered: Food, liquor, dry cleaning, groceries, pharmaceuticals (ahem), etc. Now we can add luxury portable toilets to that list. And you gotta love the name: Call-A-Head.
I like to see how the rich and famous live. Conan Obrien recently tweeted a pic of his toilet at his new TBS office. Check it out here.
This place smells historic. And not just in the bathroom. While Webster Hall is mainly a concert venue now, it was supposedly owned by Al Capone in the 20’s and served as the first modern nightclub. That just screams speakeasy. We came here to see a sold out Kings of Convenience show. Maybe it was not the best venue for that act, but there’s potential there. Bathrooms on the main level are towards the end of the cavernous room, in a corner, snuggled between 2 bars. Not only are the colors exquisite, you can buy candy in there. Not one or two types of candy, but at least eleven kinds. There’s utter confusion about who is in what line, where are the paper towels, and can i borrow a quarter for a Blow Pop. This is the epitome of unisex bathroom. I give it 2 flushes.
gpoyw can you spot me?
Take the Q or some other weird train down to the end of the earth. Dont freak out. Itll take forever, but you will be rewarded. Coney Island awaits: all the food, Cyclone rides, and pale, half-naked gross people you can handle. This was my first time going, seduced by the Siren Festival and its promises of Surfer Blood, Ted Leo, and Matt + Kim. What I ended up doing was eating corn dogs, steak fries, and ice cream. I’m not sure what happened. Blame the heat stroke. The bathroom I went to was located at the base of the Wonder Wheel. I thought the 25 cent charge for the toilet was reasonable. Yes, you heard right, you have to pay a quarter to pee. I give it 3 flushes. It wasn’t as gross as you’d think and the ladies in there were pros at standing in line.
Greetings, lavatory devotees, today I have the distinct honor of reporting on behalf of NYC’s most prolific potty propagandist. While I’m sure I will never attain her level of professionalism when it comes to all things toilet related, I sincerely hope I do her no disservice in my own investigative endeavor.
Today’s washroom report comes straight to you from sunny Florida, NYC’s grimy cousin to the south.
More specifically, brave reader, today we venture into the very depths of all things comic related. I had occasion to visit this store a few weeks ago, accompanied by a woman no less, in an attempt to recover a tome most rare. (Something to do with zombies and Batman; this instantly aroused me beyond belief. Also, I am Batman. Shut up.)
Anyway, you can’t just walk up to this thing. You must first find the sage guardian of the bowl and he must deem you worthy of using the facilities.
(Do Not *uck With This Man, He Will Let You *hit Your Pants)
Pass his grueling trails of infinite bowel strength and you will be guided down to a dimly lit path just beneath the stair case that leads to the second floor.
(Past this stuff.)
Anyway, blogadeers, once you do get here, you’ll find that this is the kind of restroom that your merciless blog master hates; the dreaded single stall! It was clean though and did not smell of anything particularly foul. In fact, I would say it was a right decent pot to pop a squat on. (I have too much self respect to say that, actually.) However, where the place really out does the competition is in the decor.
Check out these walls!
It’s plastered with perfectly tile sized stickers! And there’s also an artsy reminder that you should probably make sure to wipe that arse. Classy!
Now, using this blog’s arbitrary rating scale, I’m going to give this thing 3 out of 5 flushes. Sure, the facilities were clean, but having to track down a staff member to use this thing and then needing to have said minion unlock the thing for you can cost your precious time you just may not have available to you. (It’s also kind of embarrassing.) Also, it’s kind of intense to be stared down by Heroes’ Masai Oka while dropping a deuce.
That’s right buddy, you show’em how it’s done.
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If any of you have ever wondered what a bathroom looks like in the POSH village of Southampton, Long Island…wonder no more! a planned trip to the famous Cooper’s Beach turned into a chill day walking around Main Street, drooling over all the uber-expensive store lined streets (Calypso, DVF, etc) and checking out the seaside mansions!
After finding a parking spot and eyeing the locals - we decided on a super cute restaurant - which smelled of fresh painted walls - lots of outdoor seating and a fairly pleasant wait staff. 75 Main seemed to be a local haunte with beer drinking Argentinian soccer fans and wine drinking Housewives of the Hamptons. Of course I was dying to check out the bathrooms! much to my surprise…the woman’s room was pleasantly comfortable and clean. after walking into the single person restroom - stands a great table with an assortment of hand towels (great place to rest your purse). The checkered tiled floors were immaculate and the mirrors spotless. The toilets always worry me but it also was clean and around the bottom edges were almost sparkling.
yummie food, great views, clean restrooms and great company…no complaints from this bathroom blogger!
Bathroom Rating: 5 out of 5
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