nabbott blog

Some might know that I am occasionally driven to tears by living in Brooklyn. No escape, very little chance for physical activity, general noise and dirt, etc. So I run away to New Jersey or Long Island and hang out where there are trees and silence and hills and all that. This weekend started in NJ, where I swam in the quarry, jumped off the dock and met some new baby ponies. Then I went to LI where there were zero waves, so after hanging on the beach for 2 days, I busted it back to Williamsburg watched TV on the Radio play a concert (amazing, even if it was raining and everyone was soaked) then ordered Thai and watched Last King of Scotland (disturbing) with a friend.

My Long Island getaway is a friends house that I rented the downstairs in for a couple months. This is where I work now, on the deck:

These are the dunes behind the beach in West Hampton:

Another beach I hang at:

The view just as I get back to my house in the city, Morgan / Meeker exit on the BQE.

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Just so everyone knows, I was not covered in steaming hot raw sewage or anything of the sort today in Manhattan. That would have required me leaving the area in front of my computer and due to raging thunderstorms, insomnia and general busy-ness, I didn't venture outside of my internet and food access cocoon all day. Not to mention I was tired from scoring a goal in my soccer game last night - new team is super fun, even if the field is an hour from my apartment (seriously though, I scored on a left foot shot in the upper 90...I'm not afraid to claim it.) OK. Tomorrow, finishing projects. Friday and Saturday, I surf!

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So, I guess I should have gone to this show instead. 7/7/2007. 77 drummers between the bridges. Tons of people didn't get in but my friend who did said it was amazing.

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Fittingly, I spent the fourth of July under a wet blanket, in the rain. Amanda and Mike kept me company. Other people checked in on me. And I made it.

I bet Amanda $10 I could fit an entire Italian Sausage style veggie dog in my mouth at one time.

Took it straight off the grill. Forgot to let it cool.

Spent the entire next day with a blistered mouth.

Paid up.

Wow, now its raining!

Yep, raining.

The rain's letting up. And I'm getting drunk.

Oops. Raining again.

Waiting. Notice the Red White and Blue Empire State Building. Yay America!

Mike.

3 barges of fireworks. In the East River. Very close to us.

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I'm too lazy to blog. Too annoyed to get out of bed. Too - well, just too much. Anyway, its a new year and I'm going to catch up.

I live about 4 blocks from this old abandoned swimming pool. They have free concerts there every weekend. There are so many beautiful girls and so much fronting, fashioning and posturing. And good music, for free. Last week was Man Man. They've got a lot of energy, and play music on every possible piece of junk. Very entertaining to watch.

Last night I saw Cat Power and Built to Spill. It wasn't free, but the crowd was just as big, perhaps bigger. Chan Marshall was wasted, but at least she made it through all the songs. Built to Spill is mind blowing. But they ended their set abruptly, apparently due to a 10 PM curfew. Lame. But still amazing. I saw Leelee Sobieski in the crowd - also amazing. I went to sushi and the guys from Man Man were eating too. Imagine that, rock stars eat too. But they weren't wearing face paint.

This is the crowd. The funny part is that I only took a few quick pictures, so why the hate?

Lame picture, no way to capture how amazing these guys were in their face paint, throwing slide whistles and hammers, climbing on their keyboards, and making quite a beautiful racket.

This is one of my favorite photos of all time. Chan Marshall (Cat Power) by Richard Avedon.

Oh, and this is a great little dog I met on the kickball field. He reminded me of the little bundle of joy I used to have in my life. Liars suck-I miss Louie.

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Just got another e-mail asking about the song in this slideshow. Since the DVD version was all messed up, I figured I would post the whole thing here. The song is called "Blind" by TV on the Radio, off the Young Liars EP. The photos are from 2 trips with Poorboyz Productions during the winter of 2005.

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