#new bohemia

[innerxsanctum]

Pet Shop Boys - Nonetheless, the singles.

[newyorkthegoldenage]

A rent party in Greenwich Village, ca. 1956. A rent party was one in which the guests passed around the hat to help the host pay their rent.

Photo: Weegee via Int'l Center of Photography/All That's Interesting

[anneangel]

The way Watson in Victorian-era canon says "oh, god, yes! Take me to one of your dangerous cases!" goes like this:

“Well, I don’t like it, but I suppose it must be,” said I. “When do we start?”

“You are not coming.” (Said Sherlock).

“Then you are not going,” said I. “I give you my word of honour, and I never broke it in my life, that I will take a cab straight to the police-station and give you away, unless you let me share this adventure with you".

The way Sherlock in Victorian era canon says "I need a partner!" and like this:

"I think that I had better go, Holmes." Said Watson.

"Not a bit, Doctor. Stay where you are. I am lost without my Boswell. And this promises to be interesting. It would be a pity to miss it."

"But your client --"

"Never mind him. I may want your help, and so may he. Here he comes. Sit down in that armchair, Doctor, and give us your best attention." (...)

"If not, I should much prefer to communicate with you alone." Said the client.

I rose to go, but Holmes caught me by the wrist and pushed me back into my chair. "It is both, or none," said he. "You may say before this gentleman anything which you may say to me."

And other:

With an apology for my intrusion, I was about to withdraw when Holmes pulled me abruptly into the room and closed the door behind me.

"You could not possibly have come at a better time, my dear Watson," he said cordially.

"I was afraid that you were busy."

"So I am. Very much so."

"Then I can wait in the next room."

"Not at all. This gentleman has been my partner and helper in many of my most successful cases, and I have no doubt that he will be of the utmost use to me in yours also." [explains Holmes to the client].

The stout gentleman half rose from his chair and gave a bob of greeting, with a quick little questioning glance from his eyes.

"Try the settee," said Holmes to Watson, relapsing into his armchair and putting his fingertips together, as was his custom when in judicial moods. "I know, my dear Watson, that you share my love of all that is bizarre and outside the conventions and humdrum routine of everyday life. You have shown your relish for it by the enthusiasm which has prompted you to chronicle, and, if you will excuse my saying so, somewhat to embellish so many of my own little adventures."

[queeringclassiclit]

Irene Adler

from the Sherlock Holmes series (A Scandal in Bohemia) by Arthur Conan Doyle

[bitter69uk]

Born on this day 100 years ago: outrageous cabaret chanteuse, fringe “outsider actress”, occasional Warhol superstar (she crops up in his films Camp (1965) and Ari and Mario (1966)), show business doyenne, bohemian earth mother, vivid scene-maker in New York’s underground art subculture in the sixties and seventies and all-round diva Tally Brown (1 August 1924 – 6 May 1989). I know it’s virtually impossible to see, but queer New German cinema maverick auteur Rosa von Praunheim’s 1979 documentary Tally Brown, New York is essential viewing. He preserves Brown’s riveting nightclub act (interweaving David Bowie and Rolling Stones tunes with Kurt Weill torch songs and jazz standards) and her personal offstage life. As the title implies, von Praunheim positions flaming creature Brown - a native New Yorker - as the personification of her city’s decayed glamour. And if that’s not enough, Brown’s pal Divine crops up at one point. (Brown jokes about regularly getting mistaken for Divine - and even signing autographs as him). You can find fragments of it on YouTube. Tally Brown was a woman and a half! Pictured: portrait of Brown by Francesco Scavullo, 1969. Read more here.

[ofbakerst]

[thebohemianloner]

Greenwich Village, Manhattan, New York City, 2016

[petshoparts]

Ok... I've made this account for repost some PSB fanarts but today I just watch A New Bohemia and notice this scene ...

the two guys with yellow and pink hats . . . that remind me of ...

SOMEONE SHOULD EXPLAIN ME ABOUT THIS

[viir-tanadhal]

actually devastated they didn't use one of the film noir-y photos for the album cover. this fucks so hard

[fruitviking]

Chapter Three of 'A Scandal In Boom Town' is up!

[surrender-souls]

IRENE ADLER IS FROM NEW JERSEY AND I WAS UNAWARE???

[innerxsanctum]

Pet Shop Boys - Nonetheless (2024) singles: loneliness, dancing star, a new bohemia, feel.

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Two women drinking cocktails at the Lafayette Cafe, a popular meeting spot for artists and writers, 1946.

Photo: Genevieve Naylor via Corbis/Getty Images

[little-earthquakes-rp]

Closed Starter: @etxrnaleclipse

Sitting in the quaint coffee shop Etta beamed waiting for her friend. Using the mug to warm her hands she purposely took a window seat hoping to catch Steven even before he made it inside. She smoothed her skirt and cautiously took a sip of tea too hot to be fully enjoyed yet it seemed. When Steven suggested they catch up she excitingly suggested Cafe Bohemia for its eclectic and bright setting. The pastries and drinks were top-notch as well.

Catching his profile just before he walked in she quickly waved hoping she was seen. The smile that bloomed couldn't be contained and reached up to her eyes at his arrival. She stood up in expectation of a brief hug after he entered. A cheerful greeting excitingly escaped, "Good morning, I'm so glad you could make it. It's so good to see you." Etta took her seat and continued to smile. The friendship she shares with the detective is unique as she accredits him to saving her life.

[slowandsweet]

A new bohemia // Petshopboys No one knows who you are In the hipster neighbourhood You only friend Is a memory of a dream Walking down the Strip Looking for the latest scene

Where have they gone, les Petites Bon-Bons? Who dances now to their sweet old song?I wish I lived my life free-and-easierI need to find a new bohemia

[bitter69uk]

KLAXON! Pink Palace – the weekly queer film club at The Rio cinema in Dalston – is holding an ultra-rare screening of the documentary Tally Brown, New York (1979) on Wednesday 27 March. If you’re London-based, your attendance is compulsory! I’ve seen the doc just once before:  at The Barbican in October 2017 (on a grainy 16-millimeter print on loan from The New York Public Library for the Performing Arts). Back then, I reflected: Watching Tally Brown, New York I couldn’t help but think thank God, a filmmaker documented this remarkable, charismatic and completely original woman. And that it was someone as simpatico as queer New German cinema maverick Rosa Von Praunheim. Von Praunheim weaves a revealing portrait of chanteuse, actress, show business doyenne, bohemian earth mother and all-round diva Tally Brown (1924 – 1989), preserving both her riveting nightclub act and her personal offstage life. And good thing he did as Brown - a vivid scene-maker in New York’s underground art subculture in the sixties and seventies - seems to have completely fallen through the cracks in the decades following her death. A Torch for Tally – the blues album she recorded in the fifties – is long forgotten. The Andy Warhol art movies she appeared in like Camp (1965) and Ari and Mario (1966) languish unseen in locked vaults at The Warhol Foundation. Today, Tally Brown barely seems to exist as a footnote. As the title implies, Von Praunheim positions flaming creature Brown - a native New Yorker - as the personification of her city’s decayed glamour. In atmospheric and beautifully degraded footage, we see seventies New York at its most gloriously scuzzy, grungy and decrepit: the porn cinemas and peepshows of Times Square, gay bathhouses, The Chelsea Hotel, neon signs, dive bars, dissolute nightclubs. And it all looks heavenly! And if that’s not enough, Brown’s pal Divine crops up! (She jokes about regularly getting mistaken for Divine - and even signing autographs as him). How can you resist? See you at The Rio! Tickets. Read more of my musings about Brown here.