i went to the siren festival this saturday, and i know that every year i say i'm never going to go back again, but this time i really mean it. its fun to see all the hipsters gathered in a location generally filled with people who could not possibly be less image conscious, but i prefer coney island on a regular day. i have a friend who lives a few blocks from coney island, so we've spent many days cruising around the game vendors and food stands. i mean, i know my jealous desire to protect it from the hipsters' ironicization isn't exactly justified, as i'm a brooklyn heightser born and bred, and couldn't be less real brooklyn. but going to high school in midwood, i gained somewhat of a knowledge of the workings of "deep" brooklyn (how i refer to any neighborhood that isn't brooklyn heights, cobble hill, or park slope) and it has always seemed to me to be a sort of haven from manhattan's self-consciousness. brooklyn is that guy with a bit of mustard on the side of his mouth. sure, this quality can be a bit unpleasant, but it is also profoundly lovable.
sorry, that was a bit of a divergence from my original intention for this post, which was to bitch about how i find coney island to be a bad venue for a concert, and the fact that people kept walking by me in the middle of every song, making it impossible to enjoy any of the performances. but that's sort of boring anyway, so whatever.
also, sad moment in my life- my friends and i went to get some hot dogs at nathans, but on discovering that there were no tables left, settled our things on the cover of a garbage can. at that point, a bum walked over to us, said "you're eating on top of a garbage can? that's gross," then reached into the can and pulled out a cup, and began pouring his beer into it.