These are the kind of stories that really show how self-entitled and disrespectful these fly-over state fauxhemians are. Caprice Esser the hair artist flies in from Michigan (according to her website www.capriceesser.com) and moves to Moore St. in”East Williamsburg” or as real New Yorkers know it - Bushwick – and wants two Spanish record shops that have been there for over 40 years to stop playing their music on the street because it bothers precious little Caprice. She complains that they are playing the music “eight hours a day”. Hmm, sounds like business hours to me; the hours where Caprice shouldn’t be home everyday to hear it. Sure, anybody who sleeps until noon on a Wednesday would be bothered by the loud music, but hey, she’s entitled. Never in four decades have complaints been filed with the city about these stores until she arrived – now they’ve been fined.
A few years back I posted about Midwestern hipster marching bands walking up and down the streets of Williamsburg in the middle of the night waking up old people and children on weeknights with their tubas, banjos, and drums. I swear if I lived on one of those blocks I would have my whole family piss in a bucket and dump it out the window on those mother fuckers. Now, if a bearded Mason and granola Molly opened up a “Nebraska lob cabin themed” bar/restaurant right under Caprice’s apartment and used the back yard for seating, smoking, music, and loud nasal conversation about 19th century poetry, 1980′s trivia or this year’s Bushpointburg indie film festival – she would be happy as a clam; happy that the ‘nabe’ is finally changing for the better. But what’s a good hipster story without some irony? The thing is, she’ll soon be gone to another stop on the L Train or back home to Michigan leaving nothing but more hipster hate in her wake.
Her bio page says she’s from Detroit, which has to be a lie. Anyone from Detroit would not be this big of a primadonna when it comes to neighbors and noise.
By Detroit, she means the suburbs well outside the city limits.
Detroit is a Metro City. Much like NYC. Don’t judge things that you don’t know. In fact, Detroit is SCARY quiet. except for the additional gun shot or siren. You don’t hear fear.
Poetry Artist!
Yeah, I’m sure you could hear all that fear quite well from your suburban bedroom community. Hey, you don’t like the rhythm and noise of the city? Go the fuck back to suburbia. Nobody wants you here. If you came here and didn’t insist that everything change just for you, there wouldn’t be a problem. Instead, you move into an established community and demand it change for your royal highness. You didn’t know it was going to be noisy? Maybe you should have dropped by during the daytime before you moved in. Maybe you should have done some basic ground-pounding before you signed your lease. But no, you acted as you likely always do, without any planning, taking no responsibility for yourself, expecting everyone else to make sacrifices to accommodate you. You hassle some local business owners trying to get by, make a scene, and try to turn a block of NYC into the quiet suburban doldrums you left behind. You are a juvenile and selfish person, and NYC doesn’t need you. Go back where you came from.
P.S.: Your “it’s the law” excuse is lame and pathetic. I’m sure neither you nor any of your friends smoke pot, and you never engaged in under-age drinking or broke the speed limit….
That may be, but I highly doubt you are from said part of Detroit. And I don’t mean you moved there when you were in your late teens, early 20′s like every other suburban rebel, I mean FROM this part. Born and raised. No way some white entitled newly-moved-to-Brooklyn snob is from there.
This gets me really angry because, just like the article says, who are you to come in and tell them THEY need to turn down their music? These people make up that entire neighborhood you live in. Their roots are way deeper than your small arrival to this spot. They have kids who have kids who have grandkids from here. What do you have? A one-way plane ticket from Michigan.
I was born and raised in Queens, and things are a BIT different for how I and everyone else I grew up with were raised. Don’t like Bushwick or other certain parts of NY? Okay, that’s cool, don’t move there. You have no right go in to this established neighborhood and tell them THEY need to change to suit you. Not at all. YOU need to change to suit them. If you don’t like it, don’t live there.
As I stated further down, you cannot say that you even hear things that occur on the OUTSKIRTS of Detroit, so cut that line of crap, kid. I don’t need to judge you past the fact that you moved to a place and you want to change it because, you know, you moved there.
I wish you would come to Chicago to try this, Mayor Rahm would tell you where to stick your complaints. And from where I live, Chicago is SCARY quiet, too. Its a half mile away, so the only sirens I hear are in my own suburb which isn’t 90% white.
I see Caprice took her contact info down, huh? I wonder how she’ll get any more “clients.” At the very least, posting the story got her to have to make the effort–like yah–to change her website and make a new one. A small victory, but I really am hoping that she heard the words fucking cunt enough on her voice mail to make this worthwhile.
Caprice: I don’t even live in Brooklyn and I think you’re a piece of shit. A sad, sad piece of shit. Your music shop neighbors do not deserve you. If you ever do open a salon (ha!), I’m sure this crowd will provide many,many “positive” reviews.
Through a perfectly legal search engine, it shows that she is from Sterling Heights, Michigan. The second biggest suburb outside of metro Detroit. 90% white. Couldn’t get info on annual household incomes, etc.
Point is, Kitty, you are correct. She is a smug, lying…woman.
Sterling Heights is 91% white, 1.3% Hispanic.
The median income for a household in the city was $60,494, and the median income for a family was $70,140.
The perfect breeding ground for struggling artists named after a discontinued Government Motors product. Just like GM, this Chevy Citation with breasts is subsidized by someone else but won’t admit to it. How else does a “struggling” artist-in-training afford to pay the rent in a new construction neckbeard terrarium located in a newly invented neighborhood?
Thanks for the income info. Sorry, Caprice, you aren’t near enough to Detroit to hear fear. Idiot. The Metro Chicago area covers suburbs an hour’s drive from city center because it sounds cool. I’m a half-mile from the city limits, its easy to say I live in Chicago. I wait for the bus there. Sterling Heights isn’t even close. Man up on your bio. A
At the very least, put down a suburb of Detroit, for fuck’s sake.
Would it be possible to get a permit and sing non stop karaoke outside her apartment all night? Can’t be shut down if you have a permit. >:V
It would have to be the entire Fania catalog.
She has this smug holier-than-thou look about her face. She looks happy she’s getting attention at the expense of a long time resident. Stupid jerk.
Wilma Whitebread doesn’t like Latino music during business hours? Big surprise! After all it attracts inappropriate, scary brown types into her nabe. I’ll bet if it was a hipster retro vinyl shoppe you wouldn’t hear a word from this Zooey- Come- Lately.
Hipster church: http://www.brooklynpaper.com/stories/35/48/dtg_churchattrashbar_2012_11_30_bk.html
Ugh. I don’t like loud music at night; I’m as cranky as the next person when it comes to that. But that’s at least after 11PM. If you can’t stand the heat…
In my opinion, it’s not really relevant whether the record stores are breaking the law or not. The fact that her first and only response was to call the cops shows that she’s not in any way interested in integrating herself with the neighborhood’s vibrant culture. A disintegrating community will hurt us far worse than loud music ever could.
During the day, you expect a certain amount of noise living around others. That is just the way it is. A white suburban (suburb of detroit not = detroit) girl in a PR neighborhood…complain about the natives…well, that is the set up for a 1980s B-movie rape scene.
WTF?!! Are you trying to, in ANY way at all, suggest that rape and hispanic males go together by default because they come across some whiny, white girl? Or are you suggesting that whiny white women SHOULD be raped by the city’s brown people? I don’t know how much glue you’re sniffing, but it might be time to put the cap on it because you sound exactly like some pseudo-liberal, hipster racist.
I don’t like the rape jokes at all but I don’t think it was meant racially. More than someone who bitches deserves rape (which is not cool either).
“Caprice is interested in working with new photographers and new clients.” In other words, she needs a job. Possibly involving a vertical position. Possibly not involving a Port Authority rest room.
What a despicable piece of worthless shit this racist, pretentious scrag is. A perfect example how these parentally-funded, gentrifying fuckbags operate. I wish nothing but the absolute worst for this stupid yuppie cunt. I hope the neighborhood starts to give her real reasons to bother the cops with her entitled whining.
I find you very racis, judge metal . And sad you publicly threaten others.
Lol, there goes Caprice and some friends/alt handles hitting up the NEIGHBORHOOD liquor store starting at 8pm this evening……..can’t wait to read more
\m/ JUDGE METAL \m/
it’s judgmental you kindergarten dropout
Actually, “judgemental” (with the extra “e”) is the proper spelling in the UK or Canada. So unless you’re going to give people shit about “flavour” and “labour,” you’re going to have to stop being judgmental about “judgemental.”
Miss Big Girl Panties is from neither the U.K. nor Canada. She’s from Michigan, located within the contiguous United States; therefore, she should be able to spell the word according to American English standards.
“Chevette is interested in working with new photographers and new clients”. Just not her neighbors, unless they have skin as pale as skim milk.
” is currently freelance assisting.” You will be doing that for a long, long time, Chevy, now that everyone knows you’re a complete asshole.
I am surprised that you guys are so creative with your insults. Chevy? Really? You don’t get named Caprice and expect not to be made fun of. Come on! Let’s hear something original sledgehammer. I didn’t chose my name but I will damn well defend it.
ca-price
noun
1. a sudden, unpredictable change, as of one’s mind or the weather.
2. a tendency to change one’s mind without apparent or adequate motive; whimsicality.
Those are the perfect definitions for a clueless, jobless, annoying bitch named after a car which was named for whimsicality. Useless interloping fucks, such as your less than worthless self, always run to the cops only if they feel inconvenienced by what they don’t like. Do you ride a fixie? If so, I’d love to see it featured as a new addition to the ghost bike gallery on McGuinness Blvd, along with a photo essay documenting your contribution to the obits in the paper. Go back to the Lower Peninsula and try fucking with the Arabs in Dearborn; then, let us know how that turns out, you utterly stupid, self absorbed cunt.
Yeah, you’re right. Pretentious Uptight Twat With Delusional Sense Of Entitlement does sound better than an outdated GM car name.
This is pretty much what the Hipster does. They come into an area and change it to whatever they want. Unfortunately… She will prevail. They always do. Normally of you don’t like a situation, you’d move. But in her case she can’t give up saying she lives in ”east williamsburg”. Stupid bitch.
I didn’t pick the name of the neighborhood. The fucking real estate agent did.
Wait….am I about to read you reply to every dumb fuck on here?! DAMN this is gonna be good!! Girl, you are crazy.
Of course the real estate agent did! It’s a lot easier to sell an apartment at an inflated rate to a newcomer when the name has “Williamsburg” in it. Is it also their fault you didn’t research the nehgborhood, find out the real name of it (Bushwick), find out what the specific area was like? *Don’t blame me!* at it’s finest.
If “Bushwick” was good enough for Jackie Gleason, it’s more than adequate for the likes of a used car. Go back home and experience the ambience of Flint.
I saw that you attended school in France. French Tecla.
Caprice, FWIW, I think you’re right. Who wants to have to listen to other people’s stereos out on the sidewalk? That’s what rooms are for. Just because something’s “always been that way” doesn’t mean it has to STAY that way, especially if it’s annoying as fuck.
You keep fighting the good fight, Caprice.
As I say, Hipsters are Liberal Racists. I know its an Oxymoron but they are. When “Real Brooklyn” people tell hipsters that they pused out Low income minority groups from affordable housing they respond with “Well like what was the area before we got here or, were making it better”. What was it you fucking dick before? Black, Latino, Italian, hard working, blue collar, authentic with real soul and flavor, affordable, traditional. Hipsters think their way is better! They think Their bringing culture, art and style to Brooklyn. There was culture, style and art long before this fucking cunt got to Brooklyn and ow she tells some low income hard working guy to turn his music down. And she uses the Law to do it? Tell him yourself you bitch. This fucking pertentious cunt has some nerve, did she not hear the music when she went to look at the apt to rent?
It’s like a story I read in the paper about white hipsters moving to Harlem, Some of them
moved across the street from Marcus Garvey Park, where there have always been
conga drummers. They put up a huge stink about the drumming and tried to shut it down. Don’t know if they ever did.
I guess they did.
http://www.workers.org/2007/us/drummers-0802/
WTF? Oh the irony of the ass holes. They probably wanted Harlem just so they could go there and show how un-racist they are by being in a black neighborhood, then they tell the people there to assimilate with their idea of the perfect culture. Bunch of fuck-offs.
I lived on W. 131st St., off 5th Ave, for four years. I was the only white person on the entire damned block and I never had a problem with any of the oldtimers, gangbangers, drug dealers or anyone else, for that matter. I could walk through any part of Harlem at anytime without being hassled, robbed or beat down. Can’t say the same for the first wave of Q-Tip framed beard connoisseurs who decided to colonize the surrounding blocks. The neighbors and I would laugh our asses off watching wool cap wearing androgynous marionettes getting relieved of their fucking electronic toys and wallets while we sat on the stoop having some brews. I feel bad for the folks that still live there, having to deal with what amounts to an alien invasion by these worthless scumbags.
Meanwhile, when they want to have all-night street parties, all they do is whine “We just want to have FUUUUUUUUUUN!” when the people who were living there first ask them to keep it down to a dull roar on a Monday morning. This isn’t about enforcing the law. It’s all about “do as I say, not as I do.”
This hipsterpocracy is simply obnoxious. I used to play in a band which rehearsed in our percussionist’s mom’s spare room on Halsey Street between Bushwick & Broadway. No one complained that we rehearsed in her front room and at street level with the windows open. No one called the cops, in fact no one took anything from my unlocked VW when I had to get a new generator which took 2 weeks. Our drummer was my good friend and we worked the same day job too. He lived near Marcus Garvey Park in Harlem and used to play at those drum circles with friends when he wasn’t playing with us or working one of his several straight jobs. Drums are an organic thing and if anyone takes a minute or two to just be, just listen, just accept then the urge to complain and any initial annoyance felt, disappears. These drummers are skilled carriers of culture and art, and often are teachers, too. If you move to a place with the intention of changing it, you are a reactionary and need to be stopped.
Dumb shits like this have NEVER understood the application of political terms. Never. They have no freaking clue how to apply the words ‘liberal’ or ‘conservative’ in terms of socio-economic ideologies or theories. So it’s not all that surprising when people who are fundamentally racists but like the idea of legal weed would call themselves Democrats. In what sense, exactly, are they ‘democratic’? Or Republican? They don’t know. They don’t even understand how or why these particular two parties came to be. They now, thanks to the help of the neo-cons themselves, associate overt racism with the elephants so if they are not overtly social conservatives, they think they’re not.
Try to explain to them that there are social liberals who believe in fiscal conservativism, and watch the smoke blow from their ear holes as their eyes cross in confusion. Which is sad, because these are very, very. very basic concepts.
Wait, I think I hear the Dr.Paul fan-boys comingLOL
Well, you can’t expect the people whose parents named them after the car they conceived them in to be smart, well reasoned, contributing members of society, can you?
Everyone is equal in the eyes of the law, and they are breaking the law. It’s that simple. There is no story here.
Obviously you, like all the other parentally-funded, gentrifying shitbags have no clue about respect, roots, pride and community because you are all ASHAMED of where you came from and live the lives of worthless frauds and urban wannabes.
“There are generations of people who come to this community to obtain food, music and other goods directly tied to their Puerto Rican culture,” he said. “The people who decide to join our community should consider that this has been a Puerto Rican community for over 75 years and it’s not the community that needs to adjust to them but the opposite.”
blah blah blah
law is the law. they’re breaking it. she is right.
Then how come this law was not enforced for decades?
who knows? doesn’t change the fact that is against the law.
S. O. Z. E.
What is S.O.Z.E.? I missed out on that.
This should explain things:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Keyser_S%C3%B6ze
Go back to Oct.15 on The Old Homophobia Defence page and find the comment by Verbal Kint to Northside Ned, his answer and the revelation following should explain it all.
If he could just please stop with the Kaiser Soze….we all can remember, going back to like 5 months ago when you first started posting on here, your begging-to-be-noticed Hipster Burn Unit/C.S.I. Investigates……anyways, that’s all he’s degenerated to these days, sick of it as well. (No idea about K. Soze, seems to me it’s a movie character, yes I did finally look it up today…anyway, STOP)
No.
Don’t give me the “who knows” bullshit. You KNOW. The music has been part of the culture of the neighborhood for decades. That is why the “law” was never enforced. Now one transplant wants to tell the long-time residents what to do. You’re no better than she if you support her.
You REALLY need to get over your thing with spiders…
[youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a9oUq4twMVY?feature=player_embedded&w=640&h=360%5D
Kaiser, Kaiser, Kaiser.
Thank YOu!
you’re embarrassing
You are an idiot. go back to michigan and leave that neighborhood in peace
So you have no objection if they use the same law to close down hipster bars that bother the neighborhood? Or disrupt traffic with idiot bike runs, or run food businesses from their apartments, or cram hundreds of people onto rooftops blaring music at 3am? Hey, aren’t coke, pot and X still illegal? Very, very weak Nedly, go tell your friends to obey the laws they disagree with and I bet they’ll call you townie. Kaiser Soze is still wondering where you are. Since you won’t talk to us, pass the word through Joe Fliel, he knows Kaiser.
You know, even a standard hipster would probably agree with the odd post on here, once in a while. You just complain about everything in order to get attention. For a group of “insignificant internet warriors”, our opinion seems to matter a lot to you.
Look, has the penny not dropped yet? Hipsters don’t accept you and probably never will. For all your posting on here, they have never given you any of their acceptance as a group in return. It’s all been a waste of time.
Why hipsters? Why do you love that specific group of people so much that you’re willing to dedicate this much time to defending them? Why are you willing to meet hipsters 99.999% of the way, offering them support they didn’t ask for and aren’t grateful for?
Find another group to defend, any other group. And another way to stick up for them, any other way. I guarantee you’ll get closer to becoming “one of them” in a week than you have to becoming a cool bohemian artist after five years of whining on DH.
If you’d put this much effort into being an apologist for Trey Parasuco-style frat boys, you could have ended up with the hottest cheerleader in college. Even without working out.
One word: Estrogen.
BAHHHHH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
OMFG YOU DRAMA QUEEN
BAHHHHHHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHA
Yeah, getting the approval of the hipster community is CLEARLY what this blog is ALL about
BAHHHHHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
gawd you’re a funny ass moron
someone give that boy a hot dog….best laugh all day….
Think you misunderstood. The post was addressed to Ned/Stevie, not DH. Been posting here myself in support of your cause for some time.
I think you’re right, I did.
But if I can help drive lurky loo a little bit further to the edge again; the kind of edge where he starts stamping his feet and screaming about raping people’s wives and then runs in and out of the room talking about how he’s going to get this mean blog shut down because all the posters are violent knuckle draggers, then I would be somewhat more amused by his performances. As of late, they’re mind-numbingly dull.
Either they changed his meds or he’s under a restraining order of some sort. Or someone finally beat his ass…
typical entitlement bullshit.
reminds me of this: http://www.nj.com/hudson/voices/index.ssf/2012/11/letter_were_bailing_on_new_jer.html
I love how that dumb bitch is getting owned in the comments. Almost every one of them is telling her to gtfo and and never come back.
If you live very near any body of water, the clock is always ticking.
@die hipster and everyone else:
It is over.
Stevie is right.
Hipsterism is mainstream:
1) right at this moment, at the newly opened Bath Beach Diner, there is a fedora wearing beardo with tats having pancakes with even more tatooed canklesaurus wearing a bra shirt.
2) last night at work in Bay Ridge, w/ normal dudes, on insists on going to this fix your own yogurt place on 86th and 5th. another dude asks him to make him the ‘gayest possible” dish…so 1st guy brough him a tart flavored, multi-colored sprinkle etc. etc. etc.
3) a cop from Staten Island and his wife finding a Groupon for some peanut butter place in Manhattan, so the wife gets the Groupon and they plan an outing to Manhattan, for some Peanut Butter…….like there is nowhere to get it on Staten Island.
Stevie is right. Everyone is a hipster.
/blog
( I am even using @ and / and elipses to communicate.)
What is that?
What is what?
That noise was Vespa self-destructing.
Promoting stories like this is why this blog and others like it are important. That this woman thinks she can just plunk down in the middle of a long-established neighborhood and start calling the shots is beyond offensive.
I happened this blog a couple months ago through the NYT article on Montauk litterbugs,, and spent the better part of a day (at work) chuckling over it. Since then, I have thought sometimes this blog delights too much in ripping down creative types. Even if someone’s creative effort is a failure by objective standards, perhaps they’re simply learning, or perhaps they simply enjoy the process. Also, I think the artisanal food community,in that it is in part a reaction to industrial, processed, additive-laden foods, is a positive development in our culture, although I despise food snobbery and the NYT’s fawning over sullen bearded butchers and chocolatiers.
Despite this, I think this article perfectly encapsulates DH’s stated objective, which is to point out and act against the ills of gentrification. Well done.
“fawning over sullen bearded butchers and chocolatiers”
But they are all so AWESOME !!!
My first introduction to the whole Brooklyn hipster phenom, aside from being peripherally aware that bunches of would-be scenesters had been moving to Brooklyn to avoid Manhattan rents for a few years, was a NYT article around 2010 or so featuring a photograph of a row of would-be picklemongers and sausagemakers and yes,the famous Mast Brothers. The whole row of them sat for the camera, grim-faced and arms folded, like some kind of grimy dissertation committee. The Masts had, of course, Mennonite beards, and one of them looked like the boxer Jack Dempsey, complete with handlebar mustache and striped tank top. I’ve always thought the idea of DIY food was pretty cool, but I couldn’t figure out the effing beards. It struck me as a kind of secret club a bunch of 6th grade mean girls will put together, complete with burn books and identical outfits and stuff.
No one who moves into this neighborhood expects it to be gentrified. You are ignorant in that assumption. I love the fact that I can get food from the local food market. That I can even get fresh chicken if I want. Don’t Preach about neighborhoods you don’t live in. No one asked for the above mentioned “bar”. I just asked for some music to be turned down. When did this whole thing get turned into a witch hunt.
When the witch showed up on OUR website.
Slam dunk!
Lol at “fresh chicken”
You don’t get to be a bitch about a long term store.
Sorry, but you are a rude asshole. Go back to the MI burbs.
It’s not a witch hunt. It’s pointing out that you invaded a 75 year strong community and decided that you would change it to suit yourself. It doesn’t work that way Chevy. you move to a neighborhood YOU need to blend in with the culture not the other way around. Don’t like it. go home we don’t want you here anyway
You dumb cunt, I was born and raised in Greenpoint. Williamsburg and Bushwick were among my stomping grounds; so, I know the neighborhoods better than you know when your next paying job will come along.
Ugh, die hipster bitch.
It’s really annoying that longtime New Yorker cops have to pander to bitches like this. I’m sure in their heads they realize what a plague these hipsters are.
Is this hipsterism or just plain ‘ol racism? Or both? I wonder. I want to apologize to those wonderful music stores. I’m truly very very sorry this happened, guys. I live on the Lower East Side and I moved there partly for all the great Puerto Rico culture! Why
Oh, her email is publicly on her website: capriceesser@yahoo.com I just sent her a very polite note as a fellow Michigander to say “You’re going about this all wrong.”
I’ll let you know if she replies.
[crickets]
Shawn,
I never received an email from you. I just received a lot of emails calling me a twat and a bitch. You have a right to your opinion of me. And I have my own about you.
FYI, this neighborhood has always been a commercial area, which is why over the past few decades no one has complained. Only recently has my building and several of my unhappy neighbors buildings been added to the street. New York is constantly changing. Most of us can’t afford to live in the Lower East Side. The issues are not about being Puerto Rican or “Michigander”. It is about people learning to respect the neighbors that they have. I am only asking for respect from mine. Restaurants and bars are not allowed to play music on the outside of their establishments, regardless of the hours that they keep. In 2007, the city recognized this as an issue for all New Yorkers, that is why the Noise Code was established.
Furthermore, I used to live in the East Village, about 6 years ago. My neighbors were all Puerto Rican. In fact, I lived on Ave. C. They used to play music every Saturday night for a few hours. I never complained. I can understand people want to celebrate life or culture. Anyone can handle something for a few hours. A constant noise for many hours everyday of the week is another story.
As for the record stores, I have never asked that they stop the music. Only that they keep it at respectable levels. I have asked them personally and been accosted by the owners. I had no other choice to take the actions that I did.
I am not a young transplant that this website has made me to be. I have been living in NYC for over 10 years. And “no” my parents don’t pay for me. I am an adult and work in order to pay my bills.
I realize now that this is not the apartment for me, which was not realized until after the lease was signed. I wish that I could move. However there are circumstances that prevent it. (which I do not wish to share).
This website has made me to be a hipster. I think I am too old for that title and really not “cool” enough. I just want to be able to read a book on a Sunday afternoon. I would like to watch TV after a long day on my feet. These are things that everyone should be able to do. NYC is a harsh place to live. Home is where you can escape.
You can choose to think whatever you want. That is your right as a person and your right as an American. I just hope that this long explanation might give you an understanding that you might have not had before I wrote you.
Caprice Esser
Perhaps you can find a Mickey D’s to move above, and then complain that it smells like french fries.
You don’t have to be here, horning in where you’re obviously not welcome. Diehipster, get it? You’re turning into a troll, just like your new friend Stevie, Needy, Trey, King Nedward, hipsterhater, and many more sock puppets he hides behind. By the way do you delete comments? DH never does.
That you miss the greater social implications of the recent demand for enforcing such laws – and tell me, how often do you get on your iPhone and demand the enforcement of traffic laws while you’re cleaning up the nabes? – has *everything* to do with orienting the wealthier, typically white classes AWAY FROM the ‘influences’ of the scary brown people. I don’t care how else you try to spin it or how you try to rationalize it. You are essentially saying…
1) that because you live there, you ‘deserve’ to have a quiet neighborhood
2) that those who break noise ordinances are not you and your neighbors
3) that if you went back to the quiet, white neighborhood you flew in from and a Hispanic family moved in, you would expect them to be quiet there too….OK, maybe not quiet all the time but most certainly quiet like you
What you miss, too, is that as a white woman from a mostly white upbringing, you have cultural norms that are different than the Scary Browns around you. You can’t seem to accept those differences and the expectations, YOURS, are really at the root of your frustrations and resentments. Not the merengue music.
Your argument is the evidence of why some here suggest that the hipster crowd is the MOST dishonest generation ever. You are lied to, and taught to lie to yourselves. And boy you all are some obedient little children to those lessons, even as adults. All the funky, ironic clothes and behavior in the world cannot mask that fact from even the dimmest observer.
I don’t understand how Caprice didn’t hear the music blasting when she was shown the apartment. And since she’s been here 10 whole years, wouldn’t you learn by now to visit neighborhoods at different hours, to get a feel for them before committing?
Shawn,
You really from Flint just wondering? Now you live in Manhattan that’s nice to know. So her email is public but guess who number is public let me see yours……..
(212) 529-2989 and you are single and looks to be born in 1976. what else can we find on you?http://shawnchittle.com/wordpress/ you do film, video, photography. need I say more. I can keep going if you want. So can I very polite phone call and see how you feel about all of this.
Yes the internet hides nothing not one thing. Just saying.
When a user name is blue it’s a link to a website or social network. You act like you’ve tracked him down. He doesn’t care if you can email him, he openly published his contact info.
Check the phone number here:
http://www.merchantbook.com/index.php?option=com_mbprofile&task=profile&profile=company&userid=21918261:deca-development-inc&Itemid=262
How do you feel, you fucking stunad?
Whoa, I am definitely in the minority here, but I gotta side with the hipster. Granted, she is an idiot for moving to an area that had something she deemed a nuisance, but these sound laws are pretty important. You see, a hipster bar opened near my condo and these kidults had “outdoor parties” every Saturday and Sunday (no clue what they were doing during the week because I was at work) where they set up speakers blaring music that was so crappy there isn’t an adjective in the English language to describe it. The first day it was nice outside and they had it blaring, I was cool about it and asked them to turn it down, but when the pierced faced hipster gave me the brush off sign, I got pissed.
I pulled the city code and came back the next day and again got the brush off again. Monday, I called the liquor control board and the process to begin the revocation of their liquor license started in earnest. Me and about 10 neighbors showed up at the hearing and the hipster bar was no more because a willful violation of the sound ordinance was grounds for termination of the liquor license. You see, these sound control laws are valuable tools in the fight against hipster infestations. If these stores and their music are an integral part of the neighborhood they should work with the city and neighborhood association to get a permit to continue to operate and show the hipsters their value in society is nil, but don’t attack these sound laws.
I am not against sound laws, but your case is different. Your neighborhood was a quiet neighborhood and THEN the bar moved in. Chevrolet or whatever her name is moved into a neighborhood well known for those stores and tried to stop them. Kind of like if I moved into a building near the BQE and tried to get the road rerouted because it’s too loud.
East Williamsburg, fuck her. If that’s the case I live in “West Williamsburg” also known as Manhattan.
I moved in during the winter and the hiptard at the place claimed they had been having those parties for years and that I moved to the nuisance. The neighbors said it had happened in the past, but they got sick of dealing with them and the cops wouldn’t do anything.
Anyway, you have to uniformly enforce laws like that because if you give an inch for the ethnic record store, the next thing you know there will be hundreds of hipster cockroaches copying that behavior with truly vile “music” and then whining about being victims of uneven enforcement. Unless the store can get a permit, this hipster lady is right. The loss of that segment of the neighborhood is far less societal harm than letting the kidults play with no rules.
EDIT – I erroneously said “opened” above – it had been there a few years when I moved in, but I didn’t notice it until they got loud outside when the weather changed.
I have a friend who lives in that part of Bushwick, moved there from Michigan a few years ago, and has never complained about the music. She likes it sometimes, doesn’t like it others, but knows that it is her neighborhood, she chose to live there, and her neighbors were there before her. I don’t understand how anyone with common sense wouldn’t feel the same way.
Your friend has the right attitude, I think. I moved to Gravesend at the beginning of the year, but I’ve quickly adapted to it. Granted, it’s a pretty quiet neighborhood to begin with, but I’m friendly with my neighbors and a regular at a lot of local businesses.
I think it has to do with one’s background. Even if you’re not a native here (and I’m not), if you come from the same type of background as the people in the neighborhood — i.e. blue collar and/or with a strong sense of your ethnic and cultural identity — you’re going to identify and get along with them better.
On the other hand, if you come from a wealthy, privileged background getting everything handed to you, as most hipsters do, you won’t have learned to show propriety and respect when moving into a new neighborhood and will be more likely to see your presence there as an improvement.
I woke up this morning to the church out my back window blaring the bells for 10 minutes. I was very annoyed. I contemplated switching my allegiance to Satan and such. Then I got off my ass and got over it. The church was here before me and will be after I’m long gone. For whatever reason they were ringing the bells, it meant a lot to someone, most likely the old folks who deserve the comfort more than I deserve a little convenience.
I absolutely despise people who come to a new place and try to impose their will on the people who are from there, the people who are committed to their community. People with kids and family up the block.
I grew up across from a Robert Moses style schoolyard. In the summer there were bongos going all day into the night. Lots of Salsa music coming from cars, stores and boom boxes. I think it used to annoy me. I’m a rocker (L’Amour’s anyone?) but to this day I LOVE Salsa music. I even used to watch the Salsa dance shows on BCAT because the people and music were so awesome.
“When Caprice Esser starts her work day each morning, the freelance hairstylist feels inundated by a cacophony of salsa and merengue tunes that rise up from two record shops on her Moore Street block.”
Sounds like heaven to me. WTF is wrong with this bitch!? And how can I get this store to move to MY neighborhood????
Caprice? Reminds me of A Fish Called Wanda when Otto hears the lawyer’s daughter is named Portia and asks “Why did you name her after a car?”.
Remember this? From that former way back in the day “it girl” Amanda Burden, your typical Bloomturd appointee.
“We are making so many more areas of the city livable,” she said. “Now, young people are moving to neighborhoods like Crown Heights that 10 years ago wouldn’t have been part of the lexicon.”
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/05/20/nyregion/amanda-burden-planning-commissioner-is-remaking-new-york-city.html?pagewanted=all
10 years ago, “linguini-armed, bedbug incubating, staycationing, parentally-subsidized, urban exploring transplanted piece of shit from a flyover state ” wasn’t part of the lexicon, either.
Oh, how open and liberal of you.
Don’t forget kids…when YOU accept salsa, it’s a-okay.
Oh yeah, and only old people believe in God, amiright? huh? ami?
Blow the dustbunnies out of your brain, hipster.
Maybe we should start a fundraiser? Send to donations to offset the cst of the fines? The address is right on the site:
San German Records
89 Moore St, Brooklyn, NY 11206
(718) 218-7355
“offset the cost”
Typed too fast
That doesn’t sound like a bad idea.
Maybe they will apply for a permit for that as well. That would make it tough for this bitch to get rid of them.
I smell a Kickstarter project! At least this one would do some good.
“Starbucks $7 Coffee: Chain Introduces Cups Of Costa Rica Finca Palmilera”
Like Yah!
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/11/28/starbucks-7-dollar-coffee_n_2204805.html?utm_hp_ref=food
Jimmy Kimmel did a nice take-down on that.
@SirNotaHipster-Thanks for the tip. Here is the link:
http://abc.go.com/watch/clip/jimmy-kimmel-live/SH005455790000/PL5520977/VD55251538/lie-witness-news—starbucks-new-7-cup-of-coffee/moments
North Antarctica Funca Prosciutto is made from a rare coffee variety called Goosha#5, which is found in South America and New Zealand and is famously difficult to cultivate, since it only grows in the intestinal tract of upland coyotes. In addition to the $25 cups, Starbucks offers eight-ounce bags for $400. Made with Clover brewing machines, the stuff is only available in stores (sorry, drive-through customers).
What the fuck are they doing?????? DD, here I come…
I just infused my cat’s shit with Nescafe Instant Coffee. I’ll undercut Starschmuck’s and sell it for the quirky price of $399.34/lb.
“It’s mostly Maui Wowie, man, but there’s some Labrador in it, too.”
“Labrador? What’s Labrador?”
“It’s dog shit, man. My dog ate my stash. I had it out on the table and the little motherfucker ate it, man. So I had to follow him around with a baggie for, like, three days before I got it back. Really blew the dog’s mind.”
“You mean I’m smoking DOG SHIT?”
“I think it kinda improved it, you know what I mean?”
“Geez, I wonder what Great Dane tastes like.”
Keep in mind we do live in a world where people are willing to pay 50 dollars a small cup for coffee that had its beans go through a jungle cat’s digestive system. :/
7 dollars is the low totem pole of the overly priced coffee spectrum.
Fun with hipsters:
Sell freshly brewed “Kopi Luwak” from a rebuilt ice-cream bicycle – just mix cheap coffee beans with kittys poop, grind and let the aromatic blend delight their “refined palates” while draining their trust funds $12 a cup.
EVERY fuckin’ record shop on Earth (except itunes) has music playing throughout business hours. This broad would complain to the city if she moved in there and, instead of latino record stores, discovered latino restaurants cooking for 12 to 14 hours a day. She would cite some obscure city ordinance against pernil and platanos because it would drown out her fuckin’ patchouli oil.
She is a bigot who cannot affort a place in real W’burg.
Hey Chevette-
You know where it’s nice and quiet and you can sleep til 3pm in peace? Michigan.
What-fucking-ever. I know a normal guy who lived in Williamsburg and said there was loud music playing and people being loud outside all hours of the night, including weeknights. So what does this bitch have to complain about? Oh right: She only gets annoyed when it’s that scary ethnic music playing instead of her obscure, cultured indie music made by nice white people.
If it bothers you so much, then move someplace else…like back to Michigan.
The Park Slope Food Co-op Nazis strike:
http://www.salon.com/2012/11/28/park_slope_food_co_op_wont_accept_sandy_slackers/
So much for chillin’ an’ grillin’…
Wow, great example of cooperative spirit. Show up ready to work during a hurricane or you’re out. House destroyed? Walk it off! Family members injured or killed? Your first responsibility is to the co-op! Co-op Uber Alles!
Have you ever passed by this joint? Everybody there looks like a stereotypical ex-student radical from 1968, frizzy-haired yenta types and beta males who probably still wear knit ties with their elbow-patched corduroy jackets and earth shoe ensembles. Every one of these collective sheeple has an annoying smirk on their faces, as if they are doing something worthwhile. This co-op brings back found memories of the time they spent in some mud floored hippie commune somewhere in upstate New York.
Great imagery. Right out of 1971. But they did not spend time up there in a commune; they only want to look like they did.
LOL
Someone who can do a good Joe Pesci impersonation should call that co-op and pretend to be an active member.
“You want me to ask for *clemency*?”
“Well, yahhh, cuz you’re s’posed to wirk too-night and you did nawt cawlll us yet, like.”
“I’m not asking you for shit, you understand me? In fact, I think I may show up unexpectedly on *your* shift so you can look me in the eyes and ask ME for fucking clemency. Depending on how you ask, I may or may not bash your fucking skull in. How’s that work for you, motherfucker?”
“Yer so meannnnnn….”
Caprice Esser on Facebook
“Once a young professional but now a struggling artist. Waiting and working for my big break. Til then learning to bend with wind and fly by the seat of my pants.”
Doesn’t sound like you are learning to bend with the wind at all… speaking of which… what the hell does that mean? Keep struggling with that art.
That translates to “I’ll consider giving blowjobs if you’re buying lunch. Mom and Dad cut me off.”
Back before NYC started morphing into Bumbledyfuck USA struggling artists who lived in commerical buildings where they had to be discreet about their presence during business hours because living in commerical lofts was illegal. Sometimes you’d have to climbi up the firescape to get in after hour. Yes! Cold water only, yes! Bathing in the locked restroom in the hall, yes!!! No heat at night, yes! Yet out of that period came some seriously great and influential art.
Those days are long gone and instead we have rezoned commercial areas like Bushwick yet “artists” like this chick aren’t interested their work as artists. Their goal is the pose, hanging with other poseurs and enjoying a lifestyle – which most certainly doesn’t include loud Puerto Rican wrecka sto’s and their loud ass merengue disturbing poor caprice’s reading time. Move to Jersey City.
I hate crybabies like Caprice. She was “once a young professional” — probably a lawyer.
I bet Caprice and the other hipsters couldn’t name 5% of the artists/musicians/filmmakers that came out of NYC in the 70s/80s/early90s. It sucks to see neighborhoods find success and grow to the point that real artists and real people can’t afford to live there. It sucks even worse that the faux-billys that move in don’t even know the history.
Yes! And remember all those illegal nightclubs back in the 80s? But according to Officer Caprice none of that should have happened because it was against the law
LAW! LAW! LAW! LAW! LAW!
Remember that mantra the next time paper clip limbed, red bearded, dildo shaped yah-ba dabba douchebags disturb the peace. Book’em, Danno!
Ha! Hey Joe.
LAW LAW LAW
“Those days are long gone and instead we have rezoned commercial areas like Bushwick yet “artists” like this chick aren’t interested their work as artists. Their goal is the pose, hanging with other poseurs” ….Most of the artists, musicians of pre-gentrified NYC were the real deal, passionate, skilled, creative…they had to be because they didn’t have dad’s ATM card to fly by on like these worthless, interloping, whitebred weasels who have polluted our neighborhoods.
also… the Boricuas in Jersey City don’t want her either.
The record store owners are breaking the law, whether they’ve been doing it for 40 years or 40 minutes. I’m not a hipster, but I’ve lived where I had to deal with other people’s music at length, and it ranged from “not too bad” (when you could hear the music like a soft radio) to “fucking annoying” (getting only the bass line, at all hours of day and night).
But, THAT SAID… Someone screwed up here. And I don’t mean the record store owners.
If Caprice found the apartment through a rental agency, they might have been required to tell her if they knew, too. (I don’t know the law, but it might count as a “public nuisance” thing they’d have to inform her of.) I know that I’d certainly expect any agency of repute to be aware of things like this and tell me about them, because no one expects to move into an apartment and hear loud, conflicting streams of music for 8 hours a day.
If she found the place on her own, she should’ve checked out the neighborhood. She would’ve seen two record stores, she could’ve asked around to see if noise came from them, and at what hours. It’s not like they were invisible holes-in-the-wall that surprised her, they were right there.
And personally, I feel the landlord should probably have told her, just as a courtesy, even if not by law. (This is also why before I move again, I plan to knock on doors or hang out on stoops in the building(s) I’m looking at and ask about such things.)
I think what needs to happen here is for her landlord to let her out of her lease and for her to move. If she used a rental agency or broker who failed to inform her of this big of a nuisance, they should help subsidize the move.
And Caprice has learned a valuable lesson about research.
I’m guessing that Bushwick as a neighborhood was recommended to her by her fellow artist friends and she never even looked around the immediate blocks near her apartment. She probably assumed she would be in Williamsburg most the time anyway.
You are probably right.
Either that, or she let the realtor do all of the work and only looked at the neighborhood once the moving truck arrived. That’s what’s sounding more and more likely, especially the way she blames the realtor for sticking her in that neighborhood in the first place. “Brookyln, huh? Yeah, that’s where I want to be. No, I don’t care where, so long as I get noticed. Why the hell should I care about seeing the place? I’m going to live in Hobbiton, er, I mean Brooklyn.”
You don’t understand what that neighborhood is like. It is loud all day long. There is no way you could have missed this, it is not as if its not an everyday thing. when you choose blocks like that you have to expect this all the time.
When I was in Williamsburg (90′s), it was always loud. Salsa and merengue, screaming kids in the lot behind us in the early mornings, and loud, piercing whistling from the drug dealers outside my window, all day and night. This is on top of the normal city noise. The noise was so constant, I could ignore it, except for the kids, who I screamed at out the window (you know, how normal people get quiet,lol.).
Im trying to say that you just cannot miss the kind of racket in these neighborhoods. Why would you think you can make everything change to your needs? I hate dogs barking, so guess what? I don’t live by barking dogs, or in areas that allow them. wow, revolutionary, I know.
Exactly my point. Either she knew about it before she moved in and assumed she could fix it, or someone who should’ve told her “Hey, there’s record stores on this block and they play loud music” failed to. I’m also guessing she’s never lived in a city before and is due for an awakening.
“Meanwhile, Esser maintained that the stores were operating unfairly.”
Like Yah, it’s like like like sew nawt kewel….it’s like, sew UNFAAAIR!
Awwww, the little snowflake princess is whining again. Get over yourself bitch or move out. This is not the washed out version of a city that you saw on Sex And The City, this IS a city, not the whitebread McMansion bubble you grew up in.
These people all move here from 69 Bumfuck Place, Crotch Hills, MN thinking they’re going to be Carrie Bradshaw, and they’re all shocked when they find out it’s not at all like the TV show!!!!!
Just another spoiled cunt cries that her pussy hurts when she can’t get her way. Music shops like that have been around before she a twinkle in her daddy’s eyes. Shut your pie hole and move, twat
ok. would you like to sublet my apartment? Could we do a swap? Then both of us might be happy. Because you spend your time calling other people names. Come live a day in my life.
You moved there!!!!!! You are the one who MUST live in kewel North Brooklyn. You are the one who says they blast music 8 hours a day. You are the one who signed a lease and gave deposit. You are the idiot – based on this DNA article. How dare you complain about PR people/stores/habits in a 75 year old PR hood? How do you not see what I’m trying to say?
Where are the Sharks when you need em?
I never once complained that my neighbors were PR. And also my landlord never disclosed the noise levels on the street. I would NOT have moved here if that were the case. PS not 75 years. Also the street used to be specifically commercial and now is DIFFERENT!!!!! THIS City changes everyday. If you have been here for so long you should have noticed. You wanna judge people based on the color of their skin? Are you suggesting that I want quiet because I am snow white? I can not help the color of my skin. I hate that I can’t tan. I am not judging you on your skin but instead on the words that you use. I don’t know your ethnicity. It doesn’t matter. Stop making this a race issue. It is about respect and neighborly attitudes. I am trying to get by and do my business. Please please please stop being so hostile on issues that you haven’t lived in. This is not your fight. You want to make people to be monsters as a generalization or stereotype. That is extremely racist.
Again, you prove to be a complete idiot who blathers on without knowing what you’re talking about:
“Please please please stop being so hostile on issues that you haven’t lived in.”
Please please please Who are you supposed to be, James Brown? Here’s the skinny, you ignorant twatwaffle, we have lived in it. A majority of the posters here are native Brooklynites, born, raised and still live here. We aren’t transplanted, interloping, self-important wastes of oxygen who, like the brainless cultural vampires that decided to turn this borough into some kind of neckbeard amusement park by attempting to replace the lifestyle and culture of every fucking neighborhood you happen to infest with some bullshit imported from your cul-de-sac communities from the wastelands of a flyover state.
This is not your fight
Uh, like yaaaaaah, it is. You seem to have a problem with the way record stores in the city, as a standard practice, have operated for decades. You’re either incredibly stupid for renting that particular apartment, knowing what was in store for you; or, you’re incredibly stupid to think that anyone would believe that you didn’t know about the situation before you signed the lease. You don’t like the fact that they’re playing amplified music during normal business hours. During daylight hours. It annoys you because your pathetic day probably doesn’t start until noon. You’re annoyed because you can’t sleep off that pounding headache, which is the aftereffect of too much alcohol, excessive drug ingestion and unprotected sex in the bathroom of one of the lounges on Grand St. the night before. Tough shit. Get a real fucking job so you won’t be home when the store is open. Better yet, pack up your tchochkes and move back to your quiet little ville in Michigan.
The only monsters are people like yourself who assume that the universe revolves around them. Re racism, you asshats from whitebread tract housing communities in the Midwest are the most active perpetrators of this behavior.
LOL, I bet they just asked you to dance and you couldn’t.
Your FIGHT?
Really?? If you were destined to be something great and were actually talented & skilled in your field you would have known it and would be living it by now! Regardless of a record store blasting music! What!
“It is about respect and neighborly attitudes.”
You said it and all you gentrifying frauds have zero clue what that means. Now try learning the things you were never taught in the whitebread suburban bubble you grew up in. You are wrong here, and if you can’t handle city life, even with parental subsidies to support your pretentious lifestyle, then this isn’t the place for you. Now fuck off.
Did you visit the apartment building before you moved in? If so, was it during business hours? If you did it all remotely, from out of town, the fact that the landlord failed to disclose a noise nuisance might be something you could use to get out of your lease. But if you lived nearby and failed to visit, to investigate the neighborhood, or heard the music and didn’t even ask about it, that is your doing.
I do feel for you. I haven’t dealt with a record store, but I lived in a college town for a long time, in a building that was originally meant to be quiet professionals only, but gradually turned into a mini-dorm. It was fine when I’d hear someone playing Lynyrd Skynyrd while fixing their jeep in the parking lot, but when that turned into hearing the bass only from rap music 20 hours a day, it wore on my sanity. Never having real peace and quiet was maddening.
But it wasn’t the “culture” of the building that was responsible for the noise. It wasn’t someone making a living, and it wasn’t a commercially zoned area. It was just other residents who didn’t give a crap about anyone else. (And hey, I was there first.)
tl;dr: If your landlord or a rental agent who legally owed it to you to tell you about the noise, nail him/her on it so you can end the lease early, and move out. Otherwise, it’s bad luck and a lesson to research a neighborhood before you move in. Ride out the lease or sublet, and find some place that’ll is more suited to you.
I’m sure the landlord is aware of the loud music issue, and couldn’t give fuckall about it. If this entitled precious snowflake doesn’t like the “noise” there are plenty of other precious snowflake fashion artists exactly like her willing to live there, noise disturbance or not. The landlord will never be hurting for whitebread suburban tenants.
Sweetiepie, I grew up in Washington Heights where people put their speakers on their windows during parties, I learned to deal with it. I guarantee you I could go to your apartment and get a damned good night’s sleep. The world does not stop because caprice esser is “inconvenienced.” Grow up!
Tell you what, how about you move back to MI, and sublet. I’m sure there are plenty of people willing to take your place.
Hehe, look at that space she accidentally left in her About, in between “freelance” and “assisting”. You can’t be that unattractive with such poor attention to detail, an inability to assimilate, and “wait by the wind” or whateverthefuck–that’s exactly why she’s out of work, and the world has been trying to tell her so. I bet her internship at W lasted all of a day or less before people noticed these things.
Oh and WTF?? Clicking on her picture….it’s huuuuge! 4,288×2,848 pixels….claiming to work in arts and media. I wouldn’t trust her for shit.
omg I must not really be a hipster if I don’t know how to make my pictures the right size for you to judge me properly.
No…I will judge you on your professional website, thankuverymuch. Do things properly or GTFO
Realize that they are all PRETENDING to work in arts and media, just like they are pretending to be from Brooklyn. It’s all half-assed, self-congratulatory cock-sucking. None of these interloping wannabes needed to hone or gain real-life experience in their make-believe creative professions (artist/photographer/writer/etc) because there was always something there (parents ‘ATM card) to help them when things got tough or too real in the big bad city. “Like yah, like don’tcha knew that like the zip code I’m in is much more important than my skills.”
I would like to thank everyone for harassing me at my personal email. It is really wonderful to be called a “bitch” by people who don’t even know me. Also, the author of this blog should really get their facts straight before they start posting things. I have several jobs just to get by in the city (none of them include prostitution,double thanks for that reference) and none of them include hair artist. It is easy to judge people when you don’t know the conditions. Anyone of you are welcome to swap apartments with me and come live in this neighborhood if it pleases you so much.
Caprice- Don’t bother wasting your time with 311 and the guy who owns the record store. Go here:
http://nycserv.nyc.gov/NYCServInquiry/NYCSERVMain
and find out who owns the property. If the owner of the property is different the owner of the record store, send him a letter documenting his tenant’s refusal to adhere to the law and how it is impeding on the quality of your life. If you have neighbors who agree with you have them sign it as well. If you know a lawyer who will put it on his letterhead, do it. Send it certified mail. Dude will get the drift, and I bet the music stops shortly there afterwards. No one should have to live with that.
Why haven’t you answered my question about this, Needy? In fact, why do you continue to ignore my questions about your meeting with Kaiser Soze? Afraid to troll? Trollus interuptus?
Thank you for your reply. I really and truly appreciate any help and anyone who can understand.
Toyota, you’re talking to our pet troll who uses a dozen different user names, infantile insults and the same bad language you complain about. He also verbally abused the 10 year old son of a member. Is this someone whose help you appreciate? Sad.
Ok. I don’t follow this blog. I only am commenting because I am tired of people personally emailing me.
Anything that gets me closer to a quiet afternoon sounds like good advice to me.
Here’s a tip:
Cease blogging about your uninteresting, yet extremely boring, activities. You are nothing more than an attention starved me-monkey who assumes that her intellectually barren musings and insignificant, rambling random thoughts are a source of inspiration to eager readers who can’t wait for you to describe your last bowel movement or preference for a particular organic rooftop-grown weed. Blogs which are maintained by shallow, pretentious poseurs, like you, provide unlimited sources of entertainment value and are a testament to your relative worthlessness in the grand scheme of things.
HA HA Ha! This is not my blog. REmebmer? Only responding to posts on this blog. I am not hipster enough to write a blog about hipsters. You are a hypocrite.
Starving artist = hipster. That be you, Tecla.
So you admit you don’t know what you’re talking about. Go back to the beginning and follow it up to the present. Do your homework before you open your yap.
Give yourself a nice pat on the ass, honey, for showing your truer self-serving colors.
If a kids blood could make you look ten years younger, you’d figure out a way to rationalize using it.
“Like, since he’s already dead….”
You’re a creep, bitch. You know what else is a bitch, besides you?
Karma. Enjoy it when you get it and remember: No tears, little girl, because no one by then will give a shit.
Toyota! I love it! Actually when I think of Capricious a Yugo or a Trabant comes to mind.
So you can fuck with people but you can’t handle people fucking with you. Big surprise.
I adhere to the law, they can adhere to the law. That’s why there is a law. It’s not too hard to understand. Obey the law, and don’t be a shitty neighbor, and everything is cool.
I’d be willing to bet you break six obscure laws by the time you get to the end of your block. Maybe we should crimestop your ass. Kaiser can bail you out after Bubba is done with you.
You adhere to anything. You’re just like a sticky, used condom, Needy.
“I adhere to the law, they can adhere to the law. That’s why there is a law. It’s not too hard to understand. Obey the law, and don’t be a shitty neighbor, and everything is cool.”
Boy Neddie was born seventy years too late. He would have fit in perfectly in Nazi Germany. If some terrified Jewish family knocked on Neddie’s door asking for refuge Boy Neddie here would be on the horn to the Gestapo faster than you could say Adolf Eichmann because, after all, he “adheres to the law.”
Hiel Ned! Oh wait, I forgot he’s a king, not Der Furhur.
Scratch a hipster and underneath you’ll find a wannabe führer.
Oh I have your email now. I will make sure to deal with you personally now. I remember the email that you sent me. It is permanently in my brain. Sticks and stones!
You do outcalls?
I’m on your side, I just hope you learned a valuable lesson in real estate due diligence. Be more careful next time, especially if you are buying something.
Agreed, but when you are young and getting started in NYC, sometimes you don’t have a choice.
We had something like this in our neighborhood. A block over, a guy decided that the law didn’t apply to him and started walking his pitbull without a leash. I confronted him straight up and told him it wasn’t cool. He started in with “she fine etc….”. I told him I wasn’t debating it with him, it was against the law and to cut it out. And it wasn’t some hipster v. native thing either. The born on the block, very Italian dude who lives across the street from me told me he had my back. He has a two and a four year old. We have senior citizens on our block. He wasn’t feeling it either. I had my lawyer send the dude who owned the building he was living in a letter. I haven’t seen the pitbull OR the dude in over a year. Fuck ‘em.
No one here or anywhere else fucking cares….
Rivi! many people care. Just not u! stop writing for everyone
LOL Caprice, “you’re okay”
You are a God Damned liar! You don’t have the balls to talk to me under one handle and we’re supposed to believe you faced off an angry man with an unleashed pit bull? Pathetic.
Three cheers for 4Finger. This dude is tough.
But you’re really tough, right Needy? Keep fighting off pit bulls with your bare hands, hero.
YOU ARE A DISGUSTING TRANSPLANT PIECE OF SHIT
GO THE FUCK BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM
NATIVE NEW YORKERS HATE YOUR FUCKING GUTS
I am guessing you are from washington dc?
“DISGUSTING TRANSPLANT” your words not mine, Washington DC Native
Yeah but I am not in Brooklyn I am in DC right now so that would make me a NATIVE and since your are in Brooklyn right now but originally from fly-over-land that would make you a TRANSPLANT
A DISGUSTING ONE
Born and raised.
Caprice, STFU. Just STFU. This guy sucks anyway. But srsly, I bet you think someone will somehow notice your plight and give you a job…..is this your big break? Is this the best work of your life and your legacy? LOL, probably.
We do know you. Too fucking well. Our neighborhoods, our families, our traditions have been shit all over and disrespected by entitled, gentrifying frauds like yourself for over a decade now. So don’t think you’re special or unique because you “work”. You must be a real genius to overpay (with a little help from Suburbadad) to live in a place that you hate around people that you look down upon all because you think “East Williamsburg” is so cool. Dumbass.
Like yah, know your riiiights, maaahhn. Lawyers are expensive. Call home and make sure daddy is on board for footing the bill. He’ll need to put some extra $$$ in your allowance next month. And don’t even think about having a rilly kewel rooftop party on the roof of your authentic Brooklyn apartment for your milktoast Midwestern friends. Ever, period. You’re a shitty neighbor. End Of Story.
^ Capriceesser’s older brother 2 years ago right before she moved to NYC.
Hey Chevelle, you wanted to be a part of NYC :::: here’s some REAL AUTHENTIC NYC flavor for you. If you can’t take the urban experience, PLEASE LEAVE.
The HBH is SO strong in this one. Click “Contact” =
Caprice Tecla Esser \ Page not found – 404 Error
Page not found – 404 Error
The page you are looking for doesn’t exist.
Oh, and I still haven’t figured out what she does for a living. Her picture looks like it came from a store security camera…
Listen, nobody here hates you as much as you and your ego would like to believe and nobody even cares you will ride the attention you’re getting from this blog for miles and miles over the next few weeks.
What is kind of scary about you, imho, is that you are over 30 and still have such a tremendous sense of entitlement. Thinking the effort alone is enough, ( such as saying you are an ‘artist’ without actually having put in the incredibly hard, thankless work…such as learning how to properly size images for download by users which….rilllly? rilly rilly?…I don’t know what kind of ‘artist’ you are, but god gods don’t claim to be any kind of digital artist or the wrath will come on you, as it is now, and deservedly so…), while circumventing the scars, bruises, compromises, and failures any real artist painfully understands, is one of the reasons you and those like you incur so much ‘heat’.
But, you know what they say about ‘the kitchen’ right? I’d understand you’re not knowing if you were 12. But you’re a grown woman and should’ve, by the age of 28 and ESPECIALLY as an artist, grown a spine of titanium by now. Instead, you whimper and howl at every critique. Typical and mundane.
“I would like to thank everyone for harassing me at my personal email. It is really wonderful to be called a “bitch” by people who don’t even know me.”
You’re welcome. Now leave.
So anyone who moves to NYC is a hipster? I don’t get it. Also, racism is awesome. Go white people!
Hi, Needy!
Needy stands in front of a mirror and yells out assorted things at the reflection, hoping one would fit him. He hit a homer with this one.
Hey, Joe, Needy’s hooked up with Capricious. Won’t his Daddy be proud, he’s actually talking to a girl on the Internet!
Of course, another way to get your foot in the door, get some work, etc….is to try making friends.
“I would like to thank everyone for harassing me at my personal email. It is really wonderful to be called a “bitch” by people who don’t even know me. Also, the author of this blog should really get their facts straight before they start posting things. I have several jobs just to get by in the city (none of them include prostitution,double thanks for that reference) and none of them include hair artist. It is easy to judge people when you don’t know the conditions. Anyone of you are welcome to swap apartments with me and come live in this neighborhood if it pleases you so much.”
Like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, like, Yah!
Is this suppose to be a comment on the way that hipsters talk? I don’t really understand why you posted this. Is it because I wrote the word “like” ONCE in my comment. You really need to get it together before you try to insult someone. YAH!!!! (I can do it too)
GO THE FUCK BACK TO YOUR MICHIGAN SUBURB AND SHUT THE FUCK UP
Dont try and take your gentrified NYC cred back with you to impress people back home because I know people from Michigan and they would not be impressed.
You are disgusting.
I feel sorry for your future who will have to help support your gentrified NYC urban playdate
Me I used to hang at PLAYLAND in Times Square back in the day and trust me you would not have lasted more than 5 minutes in that place.
OMG we used to play pool on that block, there was a truly stank pool hall in a basement. Playland…good times good times
Facination on Broadway and all-day martial arts flicks for a deuce on Forty Doo Wop.
Anyway, he sucks and so does your fake neighbor/”sock puppet”. Get excited about some real shit for a change please.
Little muffin mary, have you bothered to notice how many times in your posts you
have said, in some effect, “…I don’t understand…”?
You very clearly do not understand a whole helluva lot. Which should tell anyone reading this board that you are, at least, mentally deficient. If you’re mentally & emotionally disabled, and I wouldn’t be surprised if that might be the case at this point, then I would not make fun of your arrogance and rationalizations for your poor choices and bad behaviors. I don’t make fun of mentally retarded individuals. Since I have no way of confirming your defencies as being physiological, I have to assume that you are ‘of sound mind and body’.
In which case, you are a fucking racist cunt and any aggravation you endure is merely one more symptom of your probably pattern of lifelong self-abuse.
Now, get your hand out of your underwear or you’ll be shouting at passing traffic before you know it.
Alot of Sad and pathetic these people are having no idea whom caprice really is
One thing I know personally she works hard and always has. She has more than one job. She is not racist at all. I think I would know this I’m Mexican. Yes she is from sterling heights big deal a lot of people don’t live in Detroit that say they are from there its a Michigan thing if you live in the suburbs your from the main city. Its really frankly funny these harassing comments you have could bite anyone of you in your ass. Also I’ve never heard of cops saying I want to inform you this exact neighbor complained. So that is very interesting also. Now if you honestly take the time to get to know a person before judging them maybe you would learn a lot and know she isn’t a bad person like you say she is. Everyone just seems to want to judge sad sad thing.
Hey, she put it out there and was proud of it. Welcome to the Internet, put on your big girl panties.
Yeah and look what it has come to a lot of sad pathetic people calling someone racist over asking to turn down the music not everyone has a day time job. My big girl panties are always on. So you want to explain what racism and turning down music have in common not one damn thing.
If you’ve got ‘em on, why are you showing all the symptoms of HBH? (Hipster Butt Hurt).
4finger Riff,
I’m just stating the facts that I see so Caprice complained does as many other people in any town. But you turned a complaint into this it is honestly sad that people do this. I am no hipster not all. I don’t listen to indie music, I don’t wear fashion from back in the day and I sure don’t where old school sneakers, I will admit I did have to look it up being this is the only time I have ever heard anyone say hipster. So no I am no hipster. I am a mother who works two jobs goes to school full time takes care of everything I need and have a social life when I can which isn’t very often
I live no where near your area I’m from Michigan. No not Detroit I was raised in the country and honestly I don’t want to live in a big city. I would rather take time to travel to a city than actually live there no disrespect. I just don’t like the idea of having a small yard or windows that face my neighbors windows. it’s just not me.
I think everyone has all went the wrong way about the situation at hand. Like I said before not everyone works day jobs. I’m in Home Health care we work all hours of the day and not always do we get the shifts when are kids are at school. it happens it’s life. Everyone doesn’t sleep between the hours of 9pm-7am sometimes others sleep at 7am-2am. You didn’t think the world shut down at night did you. I understand this company has been there for years but if a person asked to turn it down so they can sleep isn’t a lot to ask. It is Respect. If everyone would learn respect of others people wouldn’t go to the police people wouldn’t post hateful things and harass others. There would be less issues I feel. The world isn’t perfect and never well be but to keep the community you live in peaceful and everyone get along it would make that one place better. Not just your area but everyone’s, Maybe just maybe you can each think of that you are all going about this the wrong way. Why sit here and degrade a person I bet a few of you have no idea who is maybe you would like them. Just because someone doesn’t look like you or even dress like you doesn’t mean you won’t like them for the person they are.
I myself have friends of different backgrounds each listen to different music dress differently and don’t all like the same thing. Are from different areas but that’s just who I am a person who actually gets to know someone for who they are because that is what I was taught my whole life. Maybe instead of hating someone you can all learn to work together to better everyone’s life get to know someone before judging them,
God, she’s back and just so earnest! Stop whining on our site, we don’t like you or your friend. You are only attracting insults you wouldn’t see unless you came here to read them. Or am I being “judge metal” to quote your previous post.
Some people are conditioned to accept, even welcome, abuse. Senorita Bragas Grandes de la Muchacha is a return customer.
Why are your post composed like a suicide note? Too many run on sentences and fragments to be considered coherent:
Why sit here and degrade a person I bet a few of you have no idea who is maybe you would like them.
Are you asking a question, making a statement or just pounding out meandering, rambling passing thoughts? Your silly skreed reads like a second grade essay.
Por favor, bitte, proszę, comprende vous this: Die Hipster is the anti-blog. Don’t expect feel good responses about how wonderful you are or how misguided and inaccurate our comments were. Go post on Hudson Hornet’s Facebook page for that happy horseshit. Also, are you hot? If so, post some pics of you stripping out of your nurse’s outfit and we might reconsider our opinion.
She doesn’t palaver so good when she’s loaded. And in Michigan. I’ll bet she’s upset about Detroit being disestablished and the cops at the airport handing out posters warning arriving passengers that they’ll likely be killed…
I bet she’s 10 years old.
Sweet. Go get em 4Finger!
Needy, Needy, Needy, I can always tell when I’ve inflicted HBH on you when “Gary” shows up. Weak, lame and childish.
Who in the hell in Needy? Doesn’t matter, as long as you keep coming over. Don’t the boys on this site know yet?
You are.
Detroit is to Sterling Heights as Brooklyn is to Great Neck.
Yeah so you come from Flint or the surrounding areas ? SHawn
and now Caprice can say she is “from Brooklyn”, oh excuse me, “East Williamsburg”. What a fucking fraud and wannabe living off her parents at age 30 while she slams working native NYers who have families to feed.
Please teach her to dance–
I don’t really want to get into this whole stupid internet flame war you folks got going on here, but I have to say that ” big deal a lot of people don’t live in Detroit that say they are from there its a Michigan thing if you live in the suburbs your from the main city. ” might be the least informed thing I’ve ever read on the world wide web.
Sorry Cassandra, it’s not a “MIchigan thing”. It’s a suburban thing. People who live in Detroit do not accept people from the suburbs as their own any more than people in Minneapolis, Dallas, Chicago, St. Louis, or really any other “fly over” city would say someone from a suburb is from their city. But people in all those suburbs will almost always say they’re from the big city. It’s partly easier, because people in, say, NYC will have probably heard of Detroit and will know where it is, but they probably never heard of Sterling Heights or whatever. And it’s partly what people like to call “white guilt”. Saying you’re from Detroit is way better than saying you’re from the suburbs. A lot of privilaged people don’t want regular people to know they’re privilaged, it embarasses them. And it’s partyly just plain BSing to try to seem like you’re somehow better than you really are if you say you’re from somewhere else.
But it is certainly not a Michigan thing.
Oh looky… Chevelle’s “Mexican friend” is posting. hahahahhahahaha!
What’s next, the requisite token Asian, black, disabled and LGBT hipster accessory friends (only one of each and preferably one individual with all of the aforementioned attributes. Diversity is good for making ethnic/cultural/racial slurs and then point out they’re just using edgy humor because, “LOOK! I can’t be a bigot! I have these people hanging out with me!) will offer testimonials as to her, like yah, awesomeness?
Joe and Rivi,
I am family not a friend. Sorry to burst your bubble.
You are her. Cassandra Ramirez vs cassandra ramirez… POP!
I think it’s Caprice herself, making fun of how Puerto Ricans don’t like Mexicans. Ramirez is not such a common *Mexican* name. And all that typing is the same, with the random capital letters.
The only racism I hear is everyone calling Caprice a white skinny girl and what not. Its sad to say I bet none of you take the time to actually get to know a person before judging them. You look at her and say all these mean things and have no idea who your talking about. I see so much racism going on it is frankly sad. I think everyone here has some personal issues. Maybe you need to check yourselves before checking others.
2% of the posters here have a pov I usually don’ t agree with, but they have their points at time.
98% of the posters are internet tough guys, and the mentally ill. They make the same ten jokes over and over again. They’re pretty great though. Reading this board is like a trip to the zoo.
Talk to me, coward.
Needy is channeling his feminine side posting as a chick. It doesn’t work because his particular writing style is evident in every character he uses.
That a boy 4Finger!
Needy, Needy, Needy, when will you drop the sock puppets, get over your butt hurt about you know who and talk to me in one persona? So weak, so lame, so childish.
That a girl, Needy!
Thank you! I may be skinny AND white but I come from a family that has and always will WORK to survive. WE ARE SURVIVORS! say what you will. RICH is the family name but the only riches we have are family.I am plenty in that!!!!
I know thats all I hear them say about you. WHITE AND SKINNY and RICH like really they all need to realize that the family is a mixture of color and culture. The only thing the family is RICH in is working hard for everything they have. They need to do a little schooling before slamming a person. This isn’t anymore about asking to turn down music this has become a hate crime. Sad these people have turned to this.
You bitches……hahaha!!! Just when I think the Bx postman post or Fishing for Hipsters is the funniest. Cracking the fuck up.
“RICH is the family name…” I thought it was Esser. Or is that fake too?
Hmm…..Caprice Classic and her faithful sidekick, Cassandra Big Girl Panties, could be the same person. Notice the identical use of caps to emphasize random words.
Caprice is a figment of her own imagination.
And a legend in her own mind.
This is nice, sticking up for your friend, regardless of how immature and unprofessional she behaves in public. You obviously are a good friend, do encourage her to work towards growth into something resembling a respectable adult in the future.
Honestly I have to say I haven’t read what she wrote about the business. I certainly feel this whole thing is immature. Look at what you right makes you sound immature. I’m 25 years old. You don’t see me calling everyone here names.
Write* I meant….
“Look at what you right makes you sound immature. I’m 25 years old. You don’t see me calling everyone here names.”
Huh? You just did…
I remember all the NYC Puerto Ricans in 1993/1994 used to blast this song all over NYC and Brooklyn from their cars and jeeps. All over NYC at insanely loud volumes.
Not 1 single club kid from the midwest (I personally knew several of them) ever complained about it. In fact several of them actually embraced the music.
This is why the club kids were accepted by the natives and this Caprice transplant bitch will never be accepted. EVER!
Club Kids > Caprice
Club Kids > Hipsters
Club Kids > Caprice
Gentrifiers and Hipsters wish they could receive the kind of acceptance the club kids from the midwest all received back in the day but Gentrifiers and Hipsters are nothing more than try hards.
Everybody will always hate them.
Straight up tho, finally you said something worthwhile & decent…lol
as a native new yorker from the bronx presently living in brooklyn, i have to say this chick is really in the wrong. there are people here talking about LAWS. laws exist for a reason on the books, and i am glad that they are there, but laws are blankets that exist to codify a reality of subjective situations, and their application is not morally and ethically justified by the fact that they exist ‘on the books.’ they are easily abused and this is a case in point.
i just moved to a block in the bk where there is a seventh day adventist church across the street. they have their doors open during their saturday morning services so as to ‘welcome the community,’ and quite frankly i am not a fan. but guess what? that church has been there for decades. i have been there for two months.; i have nothing to say in this situation. i chose to move to this block. there is a sort of ‘seniority’ going on here that i have to respect. if dozens of decent churchgoers are made happy and i am slightly inconvenienced, i am a better person for accepting it. but again, in the end, i moved to a PRE-EXISTING COMMUNITY. i am not bashing them over the head with LAW and pretending that i am morally in the right because i can cite a LAW. that would be morally selfish and unacceptable. that is what caprice esser is: selfish. her presence in nyc is UNACCEPTABLE.
i moved to this block and there is some asshole with two dangerous dogs which he can barely control on my block. he lets them shit anywhere on the block and doesn’t clean up after them. he can barely constrain these dogs and they have killed other dogs on the block. one of them literally beheaded a chihuahua on my block because the chihuahua and its owner had poor timing in leaving their building.
if i catch him not cleaning up after his dogs in front of my building, i will say something! this is right! his dogs are dangerous and he doesn’t clean up after them! ever! he is a bad person! he was here before me, but he poses a danger to the block and engages in what is clearly regarded universally by the by-laws of common sense and decency as anti-social behavior. me? i don’t give a fuck. i WILL step to him even though he was here before me. i wouldn’t step to that church because they were here before me and their behavior is POSITIVE. i am not into religion but they are DECENT people. this chick just wants to abuse the law for her own means. there is a difference that, though subjective, most people can see.
so, in the end, to be rude, bitch if you don’t like it, fuck off! what do you mean you can’t move? people break leases all the time! go back to suburban whitelandia! we don’t need you here!
i grew up hanging out in a squatted building on the lower east side that has punk and hardcore shows. at this point, it’s been about 25 years of alternative anti-establishment culture there.; so some chick moves into the building next door and starts filing noise complaints. bitch, you don’t have the right! bands from all over the world come here! the building is all about art and alternative politics and culture, and all of a sudden you move to nyc and you don’t like it? really? an entire community should devolve because of you? FUCK YOU!
so, in conclusion, the law doesn’t make it right, but we all know what is universally unacceptable and what is just some whiny, selfish transplants telling us what to do. so caprice, fuck off. seriously, get the fuck out of my city. go style fashion hair in los angeles. we need traditional working families from other countries moving here, not people like you with your shallow bullshit professions which are an extension of your shallow, bullshit, empty life, we need people who would be more likely to accept or talk it out and not go crying to big brother government, what a fucking ass kisser rat. not whiny law citers and authority mongers. keep nyc real! that is all.
Omg, thank you so much for this post.
your welcome. i was pretty drunk when i wrote that. perhaps that is the best time to write
Excellent post.
I was thinking about a church down the street from me where the parishoners double park during their Sunday service. Guess what? It’s against the law, but they never get tickets. You know why? The police know the neighborhood and are respectful of its culture. And the church goers are respectful too- they don’t double park outside of church hours and don’t endanger the safety of the neighborhood by blocking hydrants and crosswalks.
So here we have a hipster who ISN’T respectful of the culture of the neighborhood that she moved into because she had to be in a “cool nabe”. She complains loudly and part of the culture of the neighborhood is lost. Repeat that times 10000 all over the city and you understand why we hate hipsters.
If it helps, i’m willing to bet one of the reasons she left Michigan was because she was like that there, too. You’d be amazed at the number of yups who make a big deal about moving to the country “to get back to nature,” build a monstrous McMansion right next to a working farm, and then spend the rest of their lives bitching about how unFAIR it is that the farmer does things they don’t like. Oh, the smell of fresh cow and pig shit is offensive! Oh, Farmer Bob turns on his big combine to harvest corn or wheat at 4 in the morning! Oh, the farm roads leading to the McMansion are too narrow, so either they’re stuck behind Farmer Bob’s combine in their SUVs, or Farmer Bob is desperately trying to get around them when they’re riding their racing bikes down the middle of the road! It’s just so unFAIR! Why can’t Farmer Bob make concessions to US?
I realized recently why so many hipsters look like goats, and it’s because they’re the same. Both goats and hipsters have the ability to terraform any place and any habitat into their natural habitat. With goats, it’s turning jungle, rain forest, or grassland into semi-desert. With hipsters, it’s turning once-thriving cities into suburban homogenous sterility. Both also keep moving to find new forage, leaving nothing but stripped remnants and lots of shit behind. The difference is that goats are edible.
In most rural counties, the tractor on the road always has the right of way. Nobody cares too much what outsiders think of that and their complaints, if they make them, fall on deaf ears anyhow.
Send your goats to the countryside where the coyotes will take care of them in that good old coyote way that is both horrific to watch and horrific to hear.
“Clarice, tell me when the screaming of the hipsters stops, won’t you?”
You need to feed those dangerous dogs some antifreeze treats…..
No, not the dogs, the owner.
The dogs are merely doing what they’ve been trained to do. Give them the bullet to the head. But the owner? No, let him feel the slow, painful death of poisoning and whisper in his ear as he dies that if he believes in reincarnation, things will be much better next time around if he learns he’s not the only animal on the block with a central nervous system.
In fact, I’d not kill the pits if they’re in decent enough health. Unlike hipsters, most dogs can be, with time, retrained to be civil. Pits take tremendously unfair publicity swipes because, like Rotties, they look scary and that plays better on the evening news.
you know, i honestly have to say that i’m not happy that what i wrote inspired comments like this. it’s really a shame that anonymity grants some people license to write stuff like this and i disassociate myself from it. this website would be so much better if it had more intelligent yet angry comments and not so many extremely violent, hateful rants that add nothing intelligent to the conversation. it’s kind of embarrassing to like this website at times. bullets to the head? poisoning and torture? seriously. grow up
Well, I have to say, upon further reflection, you are right. The comments have taken a violent turn and add nothing to the dialogue.
NOT!
Get the fuck out of here, you mamby-pamby, lameasstic, ball scratching wonderwienie. If your less than manly sensibilities are offended by the tone of the commentary here, don’t visit. Go look up “Becoming Brooklyn” on Facebook and you can exchange marzipan recipes with the steam shovel toothed transplant who runs the page.
OMFG, I knew caprice esser had barely started drinking when I left for work….I’m back now and LOFL……
FUCK YOU having your stupid moment at 31. This is not only the apex of your career, but your life, hahaha, you fucking loser. Put a Puerto Rican flag in her casket. That was all.
These are the same Hipsters who cry when they get a summons for riding their bike on the side walk, the law is the law! The same Hipsters who cry weed should be legal when they get arrested for a little iddy bit of weed on them, the Law is the Law.
I’m sure if it were some music store run by a smug, wool hat in summer wearing, bearded, nasally invader with the muscle mass of a tadpole, then the same complaint she had would be replaced by cheers for how they are bringing culture to the neighborhood. “The locals are so lucky! If it wasn’t for our arrival, they wouldn’t get to hear Drew and the Medicinal Pen for 8 hours a day. Like yah!!”
Lets have a flash mob, drive by this cunts apartment at night and blast the horn and music !!!!!
Hey Caprice,
I am curious how much research you did of the area?
I only ask because, as I mentioned in a comment above, a friend of mine who moved from Lansing to Bushwick gets to hear a lot of salsa music on her block from neighbors/stores. She has lived there for three years now and has never complained because she knew what the neighborhood was like when she chose to move there.
Even though there are times the music is inconvenient, that was part of the reason she wanted to move to nyc in the first place! (I understand your reasons might be different.) She wanted to experience that sense of culture and neighborhood community that Lansing/Michigan just does not have.
I also say this, though, because I feel that if you had asked anyone who lives in your immediate neighborhood or walked around there during the day, you would have learned very quickly that music is common and has been that way for a long time now.
The main reason why a lot of people here and in your neighborhood are being defensive is because, from their point of view, your request to change something that everyone else likes and has liked for quite some time appears to be disrespectful. I am not sure what your intentions are but I know that you moved away from Michigan for a particular reason and hope that you did not move to nyc just to turn it into a cooler version of Michigan.
her fb description kinda love it: Once a young professional but now a struggling artist. Waiting and working for my big break. Til then learning to bend with wind and fly by the seat of my pants.
Lives in Brooklyn, New York
Wow, so I e-mailed this girl. I wasn’t very nice at all “I like your work, it looks like a combination of what wind and a four year old with safety scissors would do.”, there was more, and I did feel kinda bad about it, but thought that she would be intelligent enough to just stop reading before it got bad, and professional enough to just delete it and not reply. Nope. Whilst not knowing if I’m a ten year old just randomly crank-e-mailing people or a potential employer testing to see if I want to ever deal with her after her new-found publicity, she fires back a somewhat coherent, explitive-laden response claiming she has loads more “courage and purpose than (I) could ever imagine”. She fed the troll in me. I had to respond, and so I did. Her next response was that I should “except a letter from her lawyer”. Except it from what? I do not know. I did wish her the best on her journey towards maturity and wisdom in life. I feel less bad about taunting this one grown-up child than I might another, but still feel a little bad.
Interesting that Chevy Vega can afford the rent in a not cheap at all apartment in a newly designated “kewel zone” and retain the services of an attorney. Pretty fucking good for a starving artist.
I notice any further responses from her. Too early for her to be awake, I guess.
Feels almost Onion-like:
Suburbanite Decries Hustle & Bustle of Big City Life.
It is EXACTLY like an Onion headline.
“What is the law?”
“Not to walk on all fours. That is the law.”
Have you forgotten the House of Pain?
OMFG you guys rule for bringing up the island of dr.moreau!!!!!!!
“What happens when you break the law?”
“YOU GO TO THE HOUSE OF PAIN!!”
Dear Cimmaron,
I lived in a dicey part of Trenton from 1989 to 1996. The hood was Italian. Parking was almost non-existent. Three blocks away, on the edge of my neighborhood,on the other side of the local church, was essentially a DMZ: Drug dealers, shootings, stabbings and prostitution.
around the corner from me was a wholesale produce distributor, two wholesale bakers and an Italian club. needless to say – there was noise all day long: Trucks in the morning and the music and chatter from the club until 10PM or so.
Oh and my block was ground zero for the yearly feast of the madonna.
And you’re complaining about long established businesses plying their trade? I’m surprised you can walk because you must have balls the size of Alpha Centauri.
, before signing anythingI scoped out my neighborhood – at night and during the day time. I understood there would be noise, traffic, etc.
Only a fucking mole would be so blind as to see two goddamn record shops on the same block and NOT think they would be playing music outside.
One morning after a 25 inch snow fall I was having difficulty digging out my car. My shovel broke.
I went to the produce place around the corner to borrow a shovel. The owner’s son gave me the once over (I was wearing a suit) and said, “you live here?”
When I told him I did and that I had a presentation that morning, he called one of his guys in and told them to get their small front end loader (my car was plowed in- to the roof)and dig me out.
he sent three guys in to dig my car out…while he offered me a cup of coffee and a chair.
needless to say I paid them back. Every week. with a bottle of wine.
They helped ME because I LIVED THERE. they broke the ice (no pun intended) and from then on I was one them. Too many cheapskate hipsters and yuppies would park their cars in my neighborhood to avoid paying for parking at the train station three blocks away. so when the douchebags came home, they were on their own.
After that, the old lady across the street would collect my mail and have me over for Sunday gravy. the one next door to her introduced me to her daughter. Her son tutored me for free so I could pass my strength of materials final. The Costa Rican family next door would invite me to barbeques. agained I reciprocated. when I was away, my sidewalk was shoveled by the 13 year old next door. The Jamacian family behind my house would leave fresh veggies from their garden in a bag and hang it on my front door knob.
What I’m getting at is this: The people who live around you – regardless of their culture or economic background will always have your back if you’re a kind pleasant preson who understands that THEY WERE THERE BEFORE YOU.
Because if you continue to act like some toffee-nosed prat, one night some drunken reprobate might drag your ass behind a dumpster in the alley in an attempt to do some unimaginable things to you.
And the only sound you’ll hear will be blinds and doors closing because all your neighbors
will turn a blind eye to what’s about to happen.
neighbors..in any neighborhood – can make your life pleasurable or a living hell. It’s your choice.
Fellow former Trenton resident here and I can’t agree with you more. Chambersburg is a wonderful neighborhood one of my favorite parts of the Trenton to walk in. I lived in all different parts of Trenton (Mill Hill, South Trenton, Wilbur) in the 6 years I lived there and never had any problems. It wasn’t until I moved to the suburbs that I had my car broken into on multiple occasions.
great post. you painted a great picture of a functioning, diverse neighborhood. ha, i just recently finished statics and strength of materials ii. don’t know how much more ce classes i can take…
WTF kind of idiot comes to a site that is hating on her, and proceeds to post a million comments?
If that was me, I would be so embarrassed I would hide in shame and never look at the hate!
But, Im not a hipster.
Two words: Attention whore.
Gee, funny how her garden variety complaint got coverage…
It caters to her craving for attention. On the plus side, we get to mock her in unison.
http://www.xtranormal.com/watch/13972754/homeboyz-movie
thanks,dh,for putting me on to xtranormal.heres my first film,soon to be screening at the “greenpoint outdoor winter short film fest and car wash fundraiser to get caprice some new digs.”
She can now go back home and rent out the entire city of Detroit for what she’s paying in BushBurg.
“boxcutter” I like that the mugger is better dressed 2 lol
Camaro the attention whore gets stoked some more:
http://vanishingnewyork.blogspot.com/2012/11/everyday-chatter_30.html
“In Williamsburg, brand-spanking newcomers complain about a pair of 50-year-old record stores: “owners of the shops…insisted they have done nothing wrong and that they never received complaints until a recent batch of new young people started arriving on the street. ‘How would you feel if somebody came to your block and started telling you what to do?” [DNA]”
http://www.dnainfo.com/new-york/20121126/east-williamsburg/longtime-latino-record-shops-noise-angers-new-moore-street-neighbors#ixzz2DQlut0nN
Record Shops’ ‘Illegal’ Music Angers New Moore Street Neighbors Updated November 26, 2012 10:02am
Like YAH…
4Finger, when you coming over again? I miss you.
Like I’m hiding from you, Needy? Some of us don’t have the unlimited time to post, but you’ll find I’ve answered you back. Miss me? If you addressed me directly you wouldn’t have to feel so lonely.
By the way, you misspell my handle the same way Needy does. Dead give away.
I hope none of the folks on this thread have reproduced or have plans to reproduce. For the sake of the human race, please get yourselves sterilized.
For your musical enjoyment.
How’d ya, oh how’d ya, hey how’d ya like to bite my ass?
How’d, ya, I say how’d ya, how’d ya like to bite my ass?
Oh you can bite it on the side, you can kiss it on the crack
And you can save all the hair for a midnight snack
How’d ya, oh how’d ya, hey how’d ya like to bite my aaaasss!
@SeeYa, while most of these comments are a bit over the top, you have to admit that you don’t just move into a neighborhood and then bitch and moan. I live in Chicago and this happens ALL the time. Gee, why is do homeless people come out at night? This was a comment I heard as I was passing through such a neighborhood as I was walking to the train.
If Caprice had chosen to move here, she could easily have tried the same shit. So I can understand the tone of most of those that comment.
Spoken like a true racist. It was people like you that kept lawful sterilization on the books well into the 80′s in some states in this country. The mistake, then, was laying it on the poor instead of laying it where it really belonged: on the helicopter parents of the 80′s and 90′s who were willing to spend outrageous sums of money to produce good little twatwaffle hipsters but not RAISE decent human beings. IOW shawty, it should’ve been YOUR parents who were sterilized.
Lucky for you they slipped under the radar. Unlucky for you, your kids might not. Careful now. Kids have a way of turning on their ‘rents…
Too bad your parents weren’t sterilized.
Please gas and abort yourself, shithipster.
@jonalgiers – agreed, Caprice should have been a lot more discerning prior to her move. That said, how could she have known that she’d end up in proximity to such a pit full of vipers. Rest assured that I am not referring to the owners of the music stores or others playing music in the neighborhood. The tone & content of most of the posts reflects all too clearly the limited thought processing capabilities of the posters themselves.
@phooey & 4fingersuphisass – I rest my case.
Sure, and Smartcar and Carmen Santiago are rocket scientists, right? Crawl back into your asshole, troll.
Go and be a bohemian professional underdog somewhere else, and take your indie-twee-pop and your “alternative standards of beauty” with you.
Finally! A hipster troll with a sense of comedy. Great riff on my user name, I can forgive an insult if it’s funny.
That noise….is the echo of infinite emptiness in the minds and lives of most of the posters here:
MDBlurts, 4fingerslikesfisting, Jackandjill, phooey, wedgiehammer et al
you know who you are
When I look into your eyes I see the light streaming in through your ears. Sleep well, dumbass. Recess is over.
Really? Rrrrrrrilly? Is this the best you can do? Maybe yer boyz’ll back you up. Hope springs eternal.
Yes, even better! I’m sitting here LMAO at 4fingerslikesfisting. At last a worthy opponent, looking forward to your next message. After months of childish bullshit from Needless Ned it’s a delight to meet a troll with wit and humor.
@4fingerscanextractslimefromthedarkestplaces….Wit and humor are sorely lacking in here. And your lyrical response to my first post is duly noted.
That said, MD fARTs needs help. He can’t seem to return whence he came…a deep, dank, slimy hole. Pray render him immediate assistance, lest we are forced to endure his fetid stench ad nauseam.
Sorry, unlike you I had some big people things to do, rather than haunting this site. I must admit, you are mildly amusing. Now go back in the corner and color some more with Needy. And don’t disturb the adults, or the attendants will come and medicate you again. Unless you *like* Thorazine…
That one’s a little too contrived, keep it simple. Don’t try to come up with a new name each post, it gets stale quickly. Also, not so good riffing on the other’s user names, C+.
Please stop picking on 4Finger. This dude’s for real.
Learn how to spell my handle, ” Gary “.
Ear plugs? What the hell are they?
@ Joe Flie- “Chevy Citation with breasts” Fucking classic!
I like this place and it cracks me up. Even though I am not living in NYC I can’t stand hipsters as they are in any city.
So, just a FYI for you all.
I am from the Detroit area (actually was born in Detroit, lived there until I was 6 or so, then moved to the suburbs). Sterling Heights is an east side Macomb County suburb and is beyond bland and boring. Flat, white and working class. It is the place where the cream of the factory workers who made it “big time” as some kind of foreman or manager moved to one of the cookie cutter colonials with a yard but no trees and a cookie cutter strip mall a mile away. This is also the area where the Reagan Democrat was born – you know, the stupid racist white working class guy who fought so hard to support the white rich executive only to have his own job shipped overseas. Locally the nickname for Sterling Heights is “Sterile Whites” (they can be funny in Detroit).
GIven where she is from, either her parents worked hard and/or she worked hard to get her college degree at Michigan – it is not cheap and a very good school. Meanwhile, the snobby entitled brats from Grosse Point, Birmingham and Bloomfield Hills, the true source of obnoxious entitled trust fund hipsters, would look down their noses with disgust at the mere mention of Sterling Heights and wouldn’t give our friend Caprice here the time of day. She is, to them, the slightest step above pure white trash. Her name says it all. The Bloomfield Hills girls would be named Portia and Mercedes.
So, while she may not have handled the music complaint the best way, I think it’s more than safe to say she isn’t living on a trust fund and is paying her own bills. That she is here defending herself shows a little spunk, perhaps due to here working class lineage (the Grosse Point girl would have daddy’s lawyer on the phone while escaping in pure terror to the summer home for safety). I know you guys have it out for the hipsters and I can’t stand them either, but you may be taking a little too much out on this one. Why a guy from Sterling Heights on vacation might put it this way, “Going after Caprice is like shooting at a two point buck when you got eight pointers all over the place right over the next hill.”
Full Disclosure, LW: I’m not big on a lot of these posts, and I’m the one that located her in Sterling Heights. (Zabasearch with a name and a state does wonders and it is free). I did that to prove she wasn’t from Detroit. I lived in Chicago until 1999 but I never wrote a “hear fear” line like she did, because I never lived in Englewood or any other truly bad neighborhoods.
Regardless of if she is a “rich” or a “trust-fund” resident, as far as I see it, she still finds herself to be privileged white. (Your Grosse Point is our North Shore suburbs.) For my part, I proved my point about where she came from, and I agree with you on how she should have handled the music. Personally, I believe she should just shut the fuck up about anything at this point. Hipster or trust-fund or not, you don’t move into a neighborhood and start complaining when you know full well what the block was like (music, etc.) before you moved in. The same shit happens here and I know when a friend has suddenly become a hipster through new boyfriend or girlfriend because of how desperate they are to say my definition of the word hipster is wrong.
Where is it written that someone who plays music outdoors should be allowed to do so if it annoys people? I don’t live in Brooklyn, or Detroit, or wherever this happened, but JFC, who wants to live in a neighborhood where people have made noise foreverandeverandever by blaring their speakers outside?
Good for whatever her name is. Live, hipster.
She deserved every bit of scorn that she got. I don’t go into other people’s homes and start demanding changes to suit my life. Hopefully she learned something from this that she obviously didn’t learn growing up from her “hard working” suburban parents.