Saturday, August 2, 2014

Brooklyn, graffiti, getaways, and international indie talent.

Meanwhile in Brooklyn, New York…for those of us who like the quick getaway, wind in your face, there is a hostel in the new Bushwick, Brooklyn that might be right up your lane. If you like the holistic, developed artist community, then you’ll fit right in here. What other name for a Zulu’s hostel “The Moore”.


The Moore hostel which was opened just a few months ago and promises a special stay for the commuting traveler I’d have to say that it was a cool stay. I met a few interesting people there myself. 

The NY Moore hostel is located on 179 Moore St, Brooklyn, NY 11206, telephone (347) 227-8634 or . You can check it out on facebook @ or on twitter @

The surrounding neighborhood has such a resemblance to the Bronx that it is unbelievable.

They definitely are a major competitor in the spray art of graffiti murals. 

The businesses are very opened to hiring graffiti artist to contribute to the back drop of this thriving rich cultured neighborhood. 

What I love is that heading in the opposite direction back to Broadway is that you’ll find the same rich Hispanic, West Indian culture that I’ve come to love of NYC.

I had the chance to meet with one of Japan’s hottest, and genuinely talented uprising electric guitarist Bungo Yokoyama.
 He’s from Shinjuku-ku, Tokyo, Japan and loves NYC. You’ve probably seen him performing in your subway if you happen to travel to Union Square, Washington Square park, NYU. 
Bungo though he doesn’t speak much English, speaks guitar, with a universal language that everyone can understand, it’s called enjoyment. As I sat in the lounge of the hostel I was soothed by an electric guitarist softly strumming tunes to accompany a hip hop artist freestyling. 
I had a few places to go but by the end of my stay we were able to meet and exchange contacts. Check out his youtube @ .

Having the opportunity to ride the NYC subway bought back memories that I hadn’t experienced in a while. The train dancers of today are as talented as the break dancing b-boys of the 80’s only difference is the use of the fixed attached poles of the subway supporting many of the subway dancers of today’s routines and the fact that they receive contributions of the subway riders, unlike the break dancing B-boys.

The similarity of the two is how they are chased off and or arrested by the police and in hearing the stern and sarcastic warning of the police, they are never referred to the Police Athletic League or any Boys Club type mentorship to keep them out of the judicial system. I took a few photos of them that they asked me to put up for them. 

Friday, August 1, 2014

Does the Lifestyle make the model or the Model make the lifestyle?

 Often when I have the opportunity of meeting a new talent I take the time to reflect on the person in relation to the job that they actually do. It’s something I do in my own life for myself when evaluating my own fulfillment of any task. It helps me to do things in my own unique way.
 Over the last year I’ve had the pleasure of holding a few conversations on an international model. She kept me wondering by all of the things that we spoke about that make her stand out from other models. For one, she never comes out and tells me her resume and what she is known for. She speaks straight from her everyday life and what is her routines and pleasures for keeping happy, normal things that keep her going and keep her so admired in the public eye. Her tone is so calm that speaking with her mellows me out. I began to feel like I had just taken a bite of an avocado. After listening to the details of her life in our conversation, I knew that I was speaking to a very humbled, cultured, free spirit and there was some higher purpose pulling this woman to her field of expertise.

 She mentioned about how she spends time training thoroughbred race horses, naming her stallions to me, telling me about her farm where she enjoys spending her time riding horses. 
She was also a production assistant on a short movie “The Wonder Girls”. 

The international model that I’m speaking of is Playboy model “Snow Bunny” Crystal Brooke.

 From Edmonton, Alberta, Canada,  a small petite size of 5’3, 114lbs, the soft spoken, well-mannered model/ go-go dancer comes off more as a socialite than a model.
 Since I’ve had the pleasure of keeping up with her I’ve noticed that she is always giving models advice on how to be there best since she has been a winner of Miss Playboy Social international.

 She has become a mentor for many up and coming models and they are constantly thanking her.

As I sat back and thought about it, she was the perfect bunny if you’ve ever read a Playboy magazine. Just as they might have this beauty and you’d have this description of their many talents, yeah she fits the bill. In this situation of this woman who kept to her happiness, mannerisms, fashions and hobbies along with an aspiration to be a glimmer in the eyes of the public has proven to me that it is the lifestyle that makes the model and by continuing along with hers, Crystal Brooke has created herself as Miss Playboy Social.

Check out her most active links. On Twitter you can stay updated at On Instagram at or her Playboy’s Miss Social profile at . Thanks to you Ms. Brooke and I look forward to your future projects.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Funky NYC nights @ The Trash Bar

Folks that are original enough to jump out of their ordinary flow of pop music and just want to drink with their people would appreciate the convenience of Williamsburg’s Trash Bar.

 I found myself ready to chill with my lady and act foolish. The Trash bar promised the best drinks in  NYC and a live performance that may varies from any indie rockers needing to record a session to karaoke singers. I had to see if this was true, so off to Williamsburg, Brooklyn on the J train to Marcy, to rock out for the night.
You’ll see on your way over there that there are about four or five other bars, lounges and dance floor restaurants with flirty, friendly, happy people greeting you. As you enter and get carded you see the bar and the pool table, but stopping for a moment, you’ll notice people in a steady flow passing you and running for the curtain. Deciding to follow will lead you to the stage and the dance floor with a separate bar.

As the music is mostly rock and pop favorites, you have a cool crowd. The dance floor has seen better days but is still a nice experience. They have one of the most genuine crowds. The crowd consist of laid back, passionate, cool people who came together to have a great time. 

The bar keeps the underground flavor going non-stop. All of the band stickers you'd ever want to see cover the d.j's booth, while the sofa and the still new car seat are available to chill on. If that ain't great grunge then you show me what is. I love this weird little get away to keep the possibilities rolling and keep the creative juices flowing. I'll continue to pass through Trash bar. I hope that they keep up the party.

The drinks were worthy of enjoyment but not the best. Still the Jack poured and the crowd roared, and we chilled and clowned the night away.

You know I had to hit up the food trucks afterward for a lamb hero. It’s Brooklyn, why not?
You can check out the Trash Bar @ or @ 256 Grand Street

Brooklyn, New York 11211 hours are Mon - Sun: 5:00 pm - 4:00 am, their telephone number is (718) 599-1000 and to book the club for a recording session email            @ or .

Friday, April 11, 2014

What & where is NymphobrainiacNights?

Have you ever went out to a night spot hoping that

 it would be “the jam”, but ended up being a

 headache with watered down drinks, over-anxious

 security, and the lamest, crappy music? Well if you

 can possibly relate, then your response to that

 answer is probably “Don’t remind me” or “That

 was not a party”. I have and I can sympathize with


For that reason, I had to take the time to include the

 most composed social venue rocking out these 

days. It doesn’t take much to realize when you’re in

 the right atmosphere on a Friday night. While on

 my getaway through the Big Apple,  I had to break

 away from everyone insisting that their night venue

 would be right for me. So I went running into the

 city night which gave way to a rainfall that only

 my oldest Spring seasons have revealed. My 

destination was La Nuit Restaurant & Tapas


I had been invited by the charismatic

 couple, Charly Carlyle and Myster Evyl.

 They had the right amount of uniqueness to relax my fear of converting into a boring normality. After subways, cabs, bus rides, I finally arrived with my date to 61st and 1st Avenue in Manhattan. I happened to catch the eye of Myster Evyl asked if he were who I thought he was.

 I happened to be right and was sent right in. I was soaked and instead of minding, Ms. Carlyle insisted it was ok and that I join the party. 

This kind gesture gave me an inspiration and a motivation to celebrate the occasion, in a time when most people would be too snobbish to put up with anything but perfection.

Though ushered

 to the dance 

floor that was
 rocking at the time by a beautiful and graceful belly dancer, who danced herself into the minds of all of her viewers, I had to take the time to check out the drinks. 

At the bar, I met a guy smoking the hookah.
 He described the mango hookah smoke that he was enjoying and the good feeling and taste to it while I ordered my Jack Daniels and diet cherry Pepsi. I took my first sip and the bite on it immediately let me know that the bottle wasn't tampered with. I was in the right place. Cheers to the weekend.

Returning to watch the wonderful belly dancer

 complete her terrifically erotically sexy and well 

composed routine, the music began and it was

 work up to turn up.


The liberal dress code gave the party a free-spirited atmosphere necessary to release some tension. I was given the option of attending the upstairs party also. Everyone was very friendly and interpersonal. I’ll pass through many more times being that you will not find many parties or genuine good people like this ever again. It was a reminiscent of the Piece of Cake Lounge, skating ring jams, Zulu Nation jams, house music parties.

Phenomenal  feeling to have attended, but I can’t

 just describe it, it’s a party. Check out the flicks

 and when you’re in NYC, don’t play yourself,

 head over to La Nuit and party at the

 NymphobraniacNights on Friday nights.

Follow Ms. Charly Carlyle and Myster Evyl on

 facebook to see postings of their special events @

or @ or @  ,
you won’t be disappointed. I'd like for them to continue to rock. Personally I think their party would triple in size in other places like the Netherlands, Germany, Spain and others. It was a priviledge to return to New York City and be able to have such classic fun. I want Mrs. Carlyle and Myster. Evyl to continue to do it like only they can.