More than 39 glass houses are set to go up along the High Line, but the biggest one of all is rearing its head on 6th Avenue at 24th Street. Remember to check back soon for more videos featuring your friends and neighbors. Credits: Legends of the Chelsea, Snap Films  https://legends.typepad.com/GlassHouses5-17.mov

Rotund comic Stephanie Peters spotted a totally cool—no other way to describe it—gigantic psychedelic 3-D album cover of Cream’s immortal “Disraeli Gears” in the window of Dan’s Chelsea Guitars and just had to have it.  She was in town from Providence—I think that’s right—for the Last Comic Standing competition. I was sitting up by the…

Stefan Brecht, who lives in the Village, kept a studio in the Chelsea Hotel throughout the seventies, eighties and nineties.  He says his first studio was very nice, but his second, on the 10th floor, had a huge hole in the floor.  His friends included the avant garde filmmaker Harry Smith, and David Remfry and…

Dan Courtenay, of Dan’s Chelsea Guitars, located in a storefront of the Chelsea Hotel, is a fascinating character and a great story teller with a wealth of information on life, Rock and Roll, and beyond.  I hung out in his store a few times over the course of a couple of weeks to get the…

There was a toothless old man, probably a former junkie, staying in the transient room next door.  I ran into him coming out of the shared bathroom late at night.  “Where you visiting from,” I asked, stupidly. “I’m not visiting from nowhere,” he said.  “I’m from New York.  Brooklyn, New York.”           …

Check out this podcast that Ed recently recorded for TothWorld.  Ed reads his short story "The End of Sonny’s Bar," a hair-raising tale of underage drinking and serious ass-whoopin’ with a pool cue that was published in the Spring 06 issue of Limestone: A Journal of Art and Literature. First, Paul Toth reads a few…

Two junkies were walking by the hotel one February evening—a skinny man with a drawn, skeletal face, and a fat woman with no teeth—both bundled up against the extreme cold, the man pushing a shopping cart loaded with scavenged junk.  Suddenly the man let go of his cart and darted up to the side of…

Now I read that you shouldn’t use hotel coffee makers because they could have been used to cook up methamphetamine.  No such problems here at the Chelsea, I can assure you.  I remember when Dee Dee Ramone used to blow the fuse several times a day trying to cook up whatever mind-altering substance he was…

Two big, fat cops burst in the front door of the Chelsea, guns drawn.  They glance at Susan and I, sitting there in the lobby, but stride on past.   “Is this 222 West 21st?!” the bigger of the cops calls out as they approach the front desk.              “No!” the shocked desk…