El Floppo
Footballguy
It's trying times...but I genuinely hope you know I was joking. Good stuff taking care of others when the virus is telling us to isolate.
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BobbyLayne
Footballguy
I KNOW WHEN YOU'RE KIDDINGIt's trying times...but I genuinely hope you know I was joking. Good stuff taking care of others when the virus is telling us to isolate.
BTW I have a great pick for the Songs About Imperfect Relationships draft. I’m kind of an expert.
El Floppo
Footballguy
thanks for that link, jamny.
from it...
COVID-19 cases in New York City Updated April 21, 2020[114]
Borough Cases Cases/100k Hospitalized Conf Deaths Prob Deaths
Bronx 30,142 2,048 8,346 2,144 575
Brooklyn 35,775 1,318 9,426 2,807 988
Manhattan 17,200 911 4,930 1,259 393
Queens 41,520 1,655 11,431 2,877 875
Staten Island 10,166 2,026 1,598 470 90
Unassigned 71 - 15 5 10
total 134,874 - 35,746 9,562 4,865
El Floppo
Footballguy
he went in the next day and they saw him right away. got the results yesterday- positive for the antibodies. so it seems this terrible flu he had IN JANUARY/FEB was Covid. he stayed home from work for a while as I recall.. but can't believe nobody else in the office didn't get it (lots of europe and asia projects and travel). his daughter didn't get it either. guy just got furloughed from the office too.just texted... said they couldn't draw blood from him.
he says he thinks he had it after coming back from europe work trip in January- had a terrible flu, worst he's ever had.
said it took about an hour (he went at 8:30am)
jamny
Footballguy
El Floppo
Footballguy
mom lives in canada, she was living with him in little italy/chinatown. she was having panic attacks (previously suicidal) so he got her up to canada... had to sneak her across the border- she walked, like a spy- for some reason. this was prior to testing- so no.
jamny
Footballguy
Sammy3469
Footballguy
I know this isn’t the thread for it but those Staten Island per 100 numbers blow a couple of theories out of the water.
The reason Staten Island rates are so high are because they have the highest rate of testing of any of the five boroughs and a very large proportion of Staten Island residents are essential workers (NYPD, Sanitation, FDNY, and nurses).
https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.marketwatch.com/amp/story/guid/AA1F9584-85B9-11EA-B287-B834D3E8A18D
https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.marketwatch.com/amp/story/guid/AA1F9584-85B9-11EA-B287-B834D3E8A18D
Jayrod
Footballguy
So I keep debating a a 4 day trip to NYC in July (likely the week of 7/13) for our 20th anniversary. I got to visit the city about 8 years ago and loved it and my wife has never been.
My decision will be based on the following factors:
I really, really, really want to make this happen, so stay safe and get this ship turned around please, NYC.
My decision will be based on the following factors:
- Has the rate of new cases dramatically decreased in the city? Not sure what I would deem "safe", but much lower than current rates of infection.
- Are restaurants open for customers? I don't want to make the trip if I can't sit and dine.
- Are the museums open? Another deal breaker. If we can't go to the MET and the MOMA, we aren't making the trip.
- Can I go up in the ESB or the Rock? I wouldn't call this a deal breaker, but it is a major factor for my wife.
I really, really, really want to make this happen, so stay safe and get this ship turned around please, NYC.
The way the governor and mayor are both talking nothing will be open in July.So I keep debating a a 4 day trip to NYC in July (likely the week of 7/13) for our 20th anniversary. I got to visit the city about 8 years ago and loved it and my wife has never been.
My decision will be based on the following factors:
I don't see the subway system or Staten Island Ferry being closed, so those aren't a concern. I just want to be able to move about and see the sights like Central Park, the High Line, Little Italy, China Town, etc. We probably wouldn't bother with a Broadway show anyway, so not worried there. VRBO/AirBnB are still up and running and flights are still coming in and out so no concern with getting there and finding a great place to stay...actually the prices are so low right now, it is a big reason TO go right now.
- Has the rate of new cases dramatically decreased in the city? Not sure what I would deem "safe", but much lower than current rates of infection.
- Are restaurants open for customers? I don't want to make the trip if I can't sit and dine.
- Are the museums open? Another deal breaker. If we can't go to the MET and the MOMA, we aren't making the trip.
- Can I go up in the ESB or the Rock? I wouldn't call this a deal breaker, but it is a major factor for my wife.
I really, really, really want to make this happen, so stay safe and get this ship turned around please, NYC.
jamny
Footballguy
My birthday!
I think you mentioned this before and I still stand by my opinion of not doing it. I just dont think it will be a relaxing, enjoyable trip in July. Not to even mention the humidity here in July. I dont see the city getting back to any semblance of normality until the fall at least and that is without a possible second wave.
El Floppo
Footballguy
I'm leaving this way too.
But each week and day seems to bring something new...so if you can afford to play it by ear for another month, that's probably your best bet.
BobbyLayne
Footballguy
Judge Smails
Footballguy
Daughter wrapping up quarantine. Headed to our house. Think she’ll be in CA until at least mid June if not longer. Company has already said May return is out. Right choice.
BobbyLayne
Footballguy
She driving cross country with the bf? Praying for safe travels. Glad y’all will be together!
El Floppo
Footballguy
they flew across, IIRC, and have been staying in an relative/friend's RV while quarantining. can't believe it's already been two weeks... time is playing tricks on me- and even though I'm trying to play tricks back, it's not working.
eta: cripes. maybe that was my niece. YOUR MIND PLAYS TRICKS ON YOU, YOU PLAY TRICKS BACK /peewee
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jamny
Footballguy
Watching Cuomo's reopening plan and at least got some clarification on what stats they are using.
He made it clear that upstate will begin sooner than downstate.
Regions must have a 14 day decline in total hospitalizations AND deaths on a 3 day rolling average. Glad to see it put that way instead of just saying new cases.
In regions with few Covid cases, cannot exceed 15 new total cases or 5 deaths on a 3 day rolling average.
A region can have no more than 2 new cases admitted per 100k residents per day.
Region must have at least 30% capacity of hospital and ICU beds.
Hospitals must have 90-day supply of PPE
He also said that regions can begin, if they meet the criteria, at the end of NY Pause on May 15th.
He made it clear that upstate will begin sooner than downstate.
Regions must have a 14 day decline in total hospitalizations AND deaths on a 3 day rolling average. Glad to see it put that way instead of just saying new cases.
In regions with few Covid cases, cannot exceed 15 new total cases or 5 deaths on a 3 day rolling average.
A region can have no more than 2 new cases admitted per 100k residents per day.
Region must have at least 30% capacity of hospital and ICU beds.
Hospitals must have 90-day supply of PPE
He also said that regions can begin, if they meet the criteria, at the end of NY Pause on May 15th.
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Redwes25
Footballguy
Grace Under Pressure
Footballguy
Tend to agree, but the bolded may be extremely restrictive/tough to meet.
Hospitals in Suffolk County already meet the capacity requirements, and are close on the hospitalizations and deaths, just need a handful of more days.
Get the PPE, let's stay vigilant for 11 more days, and let's get back to work wisely in phases.
BobbyLayne
Footballguy
Yeah that stood out to me when I watched it live a few hours ago. He’s operating under the presumption “If we’re gonna overshoot, let’s do it on the conservative side. That way we can still adjust.”
Put another way, the choices are plan for worst and hope for the best. Not expect the best and hope the worst never comes.
fantasycurse42
Footballguy Jr.
I work for a big tech company in NYC; company has already said nonessential employees do not need to return until 2021.
Judge Smails
Footballguy
Grace Under Pressure
Footballguy
Good luck. Should be a piece of cake traffic-wise. Stay distant from people, wear a mask, bring hand-sanitizer (like you need me to mention this lol). You'll be good.
BobbyLayne
Footballguy
I’m going into Baghdad, wish me luck guys!
RC94
Footballguy
BobbyLayne
Footballguy
Anyway, couldn’t figure out where to post this and this is something of potpourri thread these days:
El Floppo
Footballguy
El Floppo
Footballguy
Nice trip home.
More people and cars out and about than when we left a month ago. And people without masks.
Went for my usual run on the E River which was nice. Still so many people out, even there...and especially relative to this suburban area in MD. The gourmet market in our building was fully stocked...first time I'd been in there since everything started.
More people and cars out and about than when we left a month ago. And people without masks.
Went for my usual run on the E River which was nice. Still so many people out, even there...and especially relative to this suburban area in MD. The gourmet market in our building was fully stocked...first time I'd been in there since everything started.
jamny
Footballguy
BobbyLayne
Footballguy
El Floppo
Footballguy
a block away from us.
don't know how any of those places in the hood are going to persist- rockwood, arlene's grocery, mercury lounge, and on.
tried to get sushi to take down to MD for the kids. ALL of our neighborhood spots were either closed or just not serving on Seamless, which autopopulated a bunch of places in Queens instead.
no pools, no beaches (at least last I heard from diblasio), everything shut down and closing... not sure about even coming back for the summer unless I can get worthwhile work.
BobbyLayne
Footballguy
Sammy3469
Footballguy
My work basically said the earliest anyone had to be in the office is after Labor Day today. The City’s already is a ghost town in the summer, so I can’t imagine that’s changing this year.
We’re down in NC trying to figure out what to do now. Not a lot of great choices...
BobbyLayne
Footballguy
BIG CITY
She Just Wanted to Play Bass. That Life Is Gone.
It was always hard making a living as a musician in New York City. The quarantine has made it impossible.
By Ginia Bellafante
May 8, 2020
She Just Wanted to Play Bass. That Life Is Gone.
It was always hard making a living as a musician in New York City. The quarantine has made it impossible.
By Ginia Bellafante
May 8, 2020
Forty-three years ago, not long after she graduated from Princeton with a degree in art history, Amy Madden turned down an acceptance to Harvard Law School, leaving her mother horrified. If you were the sort of person governed by creative longing, if you defined ambition on your own terms, there was really just one place to be in 1977. Amy Madden went directly from college to New York, moving to the Lower East Side, where she found an apartment on Avenue B for $50 a month.
Art, music, poetry — all of it compelled her. Then, in her late 20s, the man she was living with gave her a bass guitar and her passions found more clarity. A gifted musician growing up, she had turned down admission to Juilliard years earlier as a flutist. But she didn’t actually like the flute; with the bass, she found an instant kinship.
“I said, You know what? I’m going to lose my life to this because I love it so much,’’ she told me recently. Her art sustained her materially, if precariously, for a long time, until it didn’t.
Over the next four decades, Amy Madden built a life as a working musician — through two failed marriages, through two bouts of cancer and single parenthood, the first eight years of which were spent in a studio in the East 60s.
There were successes, meaningful, if not commercial — a well-received album, tours with bands that opened for the Rolling Stones or Mötley Crüe, appearances with blues musicians who opened for George Thorogood and Johnny Winter.
Even during the long period in which creativity was better supported, making enough money for the essential things was not easy, yet it was unclear then how much more challenging the exercise would become. This particular life was already scarred by the slow burn of the music industry’s technological revolution and the brutal economic realities of New York. The pandemic rendered it to ash.
In recent years, Amy Madden had made a meager living playing in bars, most of them the dives that had defined a vanishing cultural style in the city. Now the virus had forced those bars to close. A part-time job she had at an art gallery became another casualty of the national lockdown.
Amy had made it through April with a $1,000 check sent to her by John Lee Hooker’s former manager, she told me. He insisted she take it, remembering a favor she had done for him long ago, one she could hardly recall.
Playing with Hooker had been a high point in a career distinguished by the respect she had earned from acclaimed musicians. Once, early on, she picked up the phone at home and the person on the other end announced himself as David Bowie. She assumed the call was a prank; it was not. He wanted to talk to her about playing bass in his band. But she felt she wasn’t ready — not good enough yet.
Amy Madden didn’t really want a solo career, didn’t want to be famous, didn’t want to be Madonna. “I just wanted to play bass,’’ she said. “I embraced the blues because people who played were so sure of who they were. They didn’t want to be rich; they just wanted to play, and when you’re playing, all the parts of your life fall into place; you feel like you are exactly where you are supposed to be.”
Within her circle of fellow musicians, the new realities were bringing devastation. How the month of May will pan out financially, for her, was still uncertain. There was a check coming to her from MusiCares, the Recording Academy’s charitable arm, but she wasn’t sure when it would land. Founded in 1989 to help those in the business living on the margins, the organization opened a Covid relief fund in March, which quickly raised and ran through $14 million.
“The need is like nothing we have ever seen before,” Harvey Mason Jr., chairman of the Recording Academy, told me.
After Katrina, the organization helped 3,700 people in and around New Orleans. But in just the past two months, it has processed 14,000 applications from singers, drummers, songwriters, equipment loaders, lighting riggers — people whose incomes are dependent on tours that have been canceled, on cruise ship gigs and hotel-lobby bookings that the current crisis has shuttered.
Recently MusiCares had to stop taking applications, which were coming in at the rate of 500 to 600 a day, until more money could be raised.
Beginning in the mid-2000s, the clubs that had helped characterize Downtown Manhattan as a place of anarchy and artistry were slowly lost to escalating rents. The Bottom Line closed after 30 years in 2004. CBGB, where Amy had been a regular in the ’80s, closed in 2006. Kenny’s Castaways followed six years later. These were the best-known of the venues to have failed. For every CBGB, there were many others that disappeared more quietly.
Dan Lynch’s, an excellent blues bar on Second Avenue, had shut down even earlier. During the ’90s, Amy played there often and made decent money — $200 to $300 on any given night, enough to cover a cab to her studio apartment uptown during her break at midnight, where she would scrub down to remove the stench of cigarette smoke and nurse her infant son before returning for another set. She had reconfigured a closet into a nursery; an Ecuadorean grandmother who lived in her building cared for the baby while she was gone, refusing to take more than $20 for her time.
“Those were good days,’’ Amy said. Having a child made it almost impossible for her to go on tour, so she became reliant on local bookings at a time when the scene was contracting.
Still, there were turns of good fortune. Amy was a songwriter, and proceeds from a music-publishing deal made it possible for her to buy a small two-bedroom apartment in the East 90s in 1997, near her son’s school. She knew musicians who lived out their lives in tiny studios, who died alone in nursing homes. A very good guitar player she had known who called himself Joey Miserable lived in his car. She felt immense gratitude.
Three years after she moved into her new apartment, BB King’s Blues Club opened in Times Square and Amy found a professional home — a regular gig on many Monday nights in the company of so many inspiring musicians. She adored the kitchen staff, who sent her home with meals for her son. She could go in anytime, even when she wasn’t working, and get fed.
“BB’s was unique because that community thing had disappeared in the city,’’ she said.
Two years ago, the club closed when the owners could no longer afford the rent. At this point, Amy applied for food stamps, which bring her $192 a month. She doesn’t have a cellphone.
In recent years, Amy had been playing in bars with Alan Merrill, the guitarist and singer who wrote the Joan Jett hit “I Love Rock ’n’ Roll.’’ He would pay her out of pocket — $100 or so per performance. They were old friends and very close. In mid-March they played together for the last time, in Harlem. He died of Covid two weeks later.
Amy got sick, too, but has recovered. “I have so much and such a rich life,’’ she wrote me one evening, in the spirit of reflection. “There are people with nothing, on the street. Money is the handmaiden of creativity, not the God. I chose my path. I am so fortunate to be alive and have my hands and my brain. I want others to be helped and remembered.”
Ginia Bellafante has served as a reporter, critic and, since 2011, as the Big City columnist. She began her career at The Times as a fashion critic, and has also been a television critic. She previously worked at Time magazine. @GiniaNYT
A version of this article appears in print on May 10, 2020, Section MB, Page 3 of the New York edition with the headline: The Last of the New York Bohemians.
Art, music, poetry — all of it compelled her. Then, in her late 20s, the man she was living with gave her a bass guitar and her passions found more clarity. A gifted musician growing up, she had turned down admission to Juilliard years earlier as a flutist. But she didn’t actually like the flute; with the bass, she found an instant kinship.
“I said, You know what? I’m going to lose my life to this because I love it so much,’’ she told me recently. Her art sustained her materially, if precariously, for a long time, until it didn’t.
Over the next four decades, Amy Madden built a life as a working musician — through two failed marriages, through two bouts of cancer and single parenthood, the first eight years of which were spent in a studio in the East 60s.
There were successes, meaningful, if not commercial — a well-received album, tours with bands that opened for the Rolling Stones or Mötley Crüe, appearances with blues musicians who opened for George Thorogood and Johnny Winter.
Even during the long period in which creativity was better supported, making enough money for the essential things was not easy, yet it was unclear then how much more challenging the exercise would become. This particular life was already scarred by the slow burn of the music industry’s technological revolution and the brutal economic realities of New York. The pandemic rendered it to ash.
In recent years, Amy Madden had made a meager living playing in bars, most of them the dives that had defined a vanishing cultural style in the city. Now the virus had forced those bars to close. A part-time job she had at an art gallery became another casualty of the national lockdown.
Amy had made it through April with a $1,000 check sent to her by John Lee Hooker’s former manager, she told me. He insisted she take it, remembering a favor she had done for him long ago, one she could hardly recall.
Playing with Hooker had been a high point in a career distinguished by the respect she had earned from acclaimed musicians. Once, early on, she picked up the phone at home and the person on the other end announced himself as David Bowie. She assumed the call was a prank; it was not. He wanted to talk to her about playing bass in his band. But she felt she wasn’t ready — not good enough yet.
Amy Madden didn’t really want a solo career, didn’t want to be famous, didn’t want to be Madonna. “I just wanted to play bass,’’ she said. “I embraced the blues because people who played were so sure of who they were. They didn’t want to be rich; they just wanted to play, and when you’re playing, all the parts of your life fall into place; you feel like you are exactly where you are supposed to be.”
Within her circle of fellow musicians, the new realities were bringing devastation. How the month of May will pan out financially, for her, was still uncertain. There was a check coming to her from MusiCares, the Recording Academy’s charitable arm, but she wasn’t sure when it would land. Founded in 1989 to help those in the business living on the margins, the organization opened a Covid relief fund in March, which quickly raised and ran through $14 million.
“The need is like nothing we have ever seen before,” Harvey Mason Jr., chairman of the Recording Academy, told me.
After Katrina, the organization helped 3,700 people in and around New Orleans. But in just the past two months, it has processed 14,000 applications from singers, drummers, songwriters, equipment loaders, lighting riggers — people whose incomes are dependent on tours that have been canceled, on cruise ship gigs and hotel-lobby bookings that the current crisis has shuttered.
Recently MusiCares had to stop taking applications, which were coming in at the rate of 500 to 600 a day, until more money could be raised.
Beginning in the mid-2000s, the clubs that had helped characterize Downtown Manhattan as a place of anarchy and artistry were slowly lost to escalating rents. The Bottom Line closed after 30 years in 2004. CBGB, where Amy had been a regular in the ’80s, closed in 2006. Kenny’s Castaways followed six years later. These were the best-known of the venues to have failed. For every CBGB, there were many others that disappeared more quietly.
Dan Lynch’s, an excellent blues bar on Second Avenue, had shut down even earlier. During the ’90s, Amy played there often and made decent money — $200 to $300 on any given night, enough to cover a cab to her studio apartment uptown during her break at midnight, where she would scrub down to remove the stench of cigarette smoke and nurse her infant son before returning for another set. She had reconfigured a closet into a nursery; an Ecuadorean grandmother who lived in her building cared for the baby while she was gone, refusing to take more than $20 for her time.
“Those were good days,’’ Amy said. Having a child made it almost impossible for her to go on tour, so she became reliant on local bookings at a time when the scene was contracting.
Still, there were turns of good fortune. Amy was a songwriter, and proceeds from a music-publishing deal made it possible for her to buy a small two-bedroom apartment in the East 90s in 1997, near her son’s school. She knew musicians who lived out their lives in tiny studios, who died alone in nursing homes. A very good guitar player she had known who called himself Joey Miserable lived in his car. She felt immense gratitude.
Three years after she moved into her new apartment, BB King’s Blues Club opened in Times Square and Amy found a professional home — a regular gig on many Monday nights in the company of so many inspiring musicians. She adored the kitchen staff, who sent her home with meals for her son. She could go in anytime, even when she wasn’t working, and get fed.
“BB’s was unique because that community thing had disappeared in the city,’’ she said.
Two years ago, the club closed when the owners could no longer afford the rent. At this point, Amy applied for food stamps, which bring her $192 a month. She doesn’t have a cellphone.
In recent years, Amy had been playing in bars with Alan Merrill, the guitarist and singer who wrote the Joan Jett hit “I Love Rock ’n’ Roll.’’ He would pay her out of pocket — $100 or so per performance. They were old friends and very close. In mid-March they played together for the last time, in Harlem. He died of Covid two weeks later.
Amy got sick, too, but has recovered. “I have so much and such a rich life,’’ she wrote me one evening, in the spirit of reflection. “There are people with nothing, on the street. Money is the handmaiden of creativity, not the God. I chose my path. I am so fortunate to be alive and have my hands and my brain. I want others to be helped and remembered.”
Ginia Bellafante has served as a reporter, critic and, since 2011, as the Big City columnist. She began her career at The Times as a fashion critic, and has also been a television critic. She previously worked at Time magazine. @GiniaNYT
A version of this article appears in print on May 10, 2020, Section MB, Page 3 of the New York edition with the headline: The Last of the New York Bohemians.
jamny
Footballguy
From Cuomo's conference today
Here's where you can track region by region to see when each one passes the criteria to reopen.
Here's where you can track region by region to see when each one passes the criteria to reopen.
mrip541
Footballguy
I was out walking my dog last night and was literally around the corner from this when it happened: https://nypost.com/2020/05/11/rapper-nick-blixky-killed-by-shotgun-in-brooklyn-cops-say/
Shot the guy like 6 times. Pretty freaky.
Shot the guy like 6 times. Pretty freaky.
Nick Vermeil
Footballguy
I guess I missed the news but the navy hospital ship is no longer in town. At least I didn’t see it on my drive in today.
El Floppo
Footballguy
jamny
Footballguy
otb_lifer
Footballguy
jamny
Footballguy
From the good news department: When I posted this, the one number that made Phase 1 for NYC seem far off was the New Hospitalizations needing to be below 2 per 100k. When I posted on Monday, the number was 3.46. Today, that number is 2.67. Seems like a nice jump.
jamny
Footballguy
I had to drive my wife into the city yesterday to take care of some things at her job. From what I've continually seen in my neighborhood and what I saw in the city, I can't say enough about how proud I am of New Yorkers through this all, maybe even more so than after 9/11. I'm sure there are random occurrences but for the most part everyone has done what is necessary and asked of them. My block, in a quiet little area, comes alive at 7PM every night. I've probably never seen people so friendly and courteous in every store I go into, no one complaining or defying rules. Everyone just wants this over with but are dealing with it like I never would have imagined, with all the sarcasm and humor one would expect. This will be my last year in NY after living here my entire life and I will never forget how everyone came together during this all.
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