Author: Control@ltvsquad.com

  • “UE”, just what the hell is it, anyway?

    “UE”, just what the hell is it, anyway?

    “UE” is a lot of things to a lot of people. There seems to be a slowly brewing actual social debate about this, which seems rather silly to me (since exploring is basically sown into every fiber of my being). Nonetheless, it’s out there, and it’s time to talk about it.

    For a starting point, let’s take Bradley Garrett’s recent piece on the topic. Brad’s piece here doesn’t really define what ‘UE’ is so much as argues against what some in law enforcement and corporations believe it to be. I’m going to reference this essay a few times in this post, it’s worth reading – I don’t hate it at all – I will make some counter points though, which maybe highlight how ‘ue’ is different in NYC than many other places – in fact UE, being a location centric hobby – by it’s very nature means that different parts of the world will view it different than others. The difference in exploring in NYC vs Paris vs say, Detroit, are huge. You can push a truck out of a window in Detroit. Chances are if you can even find a place to do that in NYC, NYPD will be on your ass immediately.

    Corporate America
    The corporations (while trying to use it to market products) think it’s some clandestine party scene, with raves held in underground spaces – as depicted in this Converse commercial. In many ways they’re 100% right. UE, at least in NYC, is occasionally the best party scene in town. Examples? We’ve got those, going back years. The Swatch/Tyke subway tunnel parties. The 2002 LTV invitational. The Ryder Nights, The 2005 Tennis Invitational, The 2006 Christmas invitational, and even the 2010 (ill)legal BKC/LTV warehouse decorating party (too criminal for the internet). Then there are all the Dark Passage events, EVER.

    The above is just a quick mental reference list of NYC UE parties. In the UE world beyond NYC, there’s been a long tradition of party-like meetups. ‘NEOPEX’, ‘OPEX’, ‘CoalFest’. And there have been games, like the Deggi5 Great Race. These happen across the globe. Paris is well known for it’s underground lifestyle, along with Australia and basically anywhere there is a hole int he ground.

    So YES, “UE” COULD be defined as having a fun loving, probably illegal, drinking insane party element to it. But that’s just a small part of it. Most people exploring aren’t doing that every weekend. And even those that are, certainly are not doing so in Converse’s cloth, flimsy sneakers. They’re not doing so with sponsorships from alcohol companies. They’re not charging admission.

    Law Enforcement
    ‘The man’, of course, has a very different perception of what ‘urban explorers’ are. Let’s turn back to Brad:

    A few weeks ago, within days of each other, two urban exploration crews were arrested inside urban transportation networks inspiring “terror alerts” (one in the NY Metro and the other in the London Tube). Both were running the tracks to locate and photograph disused stations on what are essentially live lines.

    Now before I go further, I want to point out that in the NYC case, the explorers – some friends of mine – were not in an active subway tunnel trying to locate any abandoned stations. They already knew there were no stations in that isolated segment of tunnel. It also needs to be pointed out that it was only one very paranoid citizen who thought it was terrorism related. Once the police found and apprehended the explorers, they realized very quickly that it was just a bunch of guys with cameras getting their urban nerdhood on. One or two very right wing, extremely ridiculous news outlets ran with the story and made it seem like significantly more of a big deal than it was. This was by far not the first time an explorer has been arrested in NYC with a slight presumption of terrorism being at play. In each of those previous cases those arrested walked away with at worst 23-36 hours ‘in the system’ (under arrest, waiting to see the judge). Far more common have been the cases where officers simple threw desk appearance tickets at explorers (mostly to meet their quota), and the results in court always being no more than a 50 buck fine, 6 months ACD, or a cranky old white judge looking at you and asking ‘what are you doing here?’ before throwing the case out.

    Law enforcement officers more or less can tell who’s a bad person and who isn’t. Unfortunately in some jurisdictions those officers face quotas, whereby they need to make arrests or give out desk appearance tickets. A lot of explorers in NYC have had to deal with this quota issue more than they have bad treatment at the hands of the law.

    In other places, where there is no Quota, officers are probably a lot more realistic about trespassing. If you’re at some rural mental hospital or factory, chances are if they show up at all they’re just going to think you’re strange and ask you to leave.

    Brad goes on to say this: “by treating citizens with such an active interest in the inner workings of our cities as potential terrorists, we risk radicalising a largely apolitical movement—which is what I suspect is starting to happen right now.”

    Apolitical? Uhm. No. In fact I’d say, depending on one’s geo-location and amount of contact with the law, those explorers exposed to police harassment/detainment/fines are rapidly being radicalized due to the ridiculous laws against their hobby. Any explorer that is ‘apolitical’ at the moment simply hasn’t ever had to deal with the US justice system yet. Let me show you another wisp of steam from the NYC Exploration Experience.

    In 2004, the NYC MTA decided they would try to ban photography in the NYC subway system. This ridiculous new rule (and subsequent threats of arrest and harassment) was far more than any smart minded person with any interest in transit (be it exploring or just a simple love of trains) was willing to stand for. We lead a protest against it. We started a petition, we sent it in, mail, fax, email. City hall, City Councilmen. We front paged newspapers and shut the MTA’s illogical right wing ‘ban those photographer terrorists’ down. Even Mayor Bloomberg came out on our side, and eventually the ACLU finally woke up to it being an issue and stood on the correct side of history. The MTA rattled the saber a little more but knew their rule was unenforceable, alienating a public that already hates them, and significantly more trouble than it was worth. They backed down.

    When your hobby, your source of fun, is threatened with direct legal action, you are left no choice but to make a large political statement. Slowly but surely, this will probably happen more and more in ‘UE’. And that’s a good thing. We need to speak up for ourselves, and not let others fill in those blanks on to meet their own agendas.

    Let’s face it. Trespassing laws are by and far stupid and illogical. They seem mostly designed to protect property owners from lawsuits against anyone who may get hurt doing something stupid on their property without authorization. I propose a new system: Let those ‘no trespassing’ signs stand. Let the law behind them be amended: If a property has no real security, it should assumed no one cares about it and there is nothing of value there for anyone to steal. If you’re caught there and told to leave and don’t – arrest or fine or whatever. If you’re not caught there and either die or get injured doing something stupid: It’s your fault. You can’t sue anyone. You decided to go into that tunnel, building, cave, etc. YOU are responsible for your own actions. The laws should be written this way, because really, that is the only way civilized society has ever actually functioned. I’d love to start a petition for this myself, write to politicians, start a fucking movement. Maybe I will if there’s enough interest. The point is that, at some point, as more and more people ignore those ‘no trespassing’ signs, the more and more ridiculous they will appear. Just like the ‘war on drugs’, the war on explorers is a complete waste of time and money. Shouldn’t cops be out arresting real criminals that want to rape murder and rob others?

    This is probably an extreme view to some, but so was legalizing marijuana for a long time. In the same way that laws against marijuana are wasting our time and resources, so too eventually will any crackdowns on ‘UE” be viewed. It’s pretty hard to convince the public that a bunch of people having largely ok, safe fun and educating themselves about how things work is a bad thing. If anything, the governments should be giving more tours of power plants, water works, etc – because the public is very clearly curious. There’s a demand for it. A demand even dumb corporate PR people are trying to market against.

    The People:
    And finally, we get to the people. Laypersons. People who don’t know what the hell a UE is – never heard of it. What do they think it is?

    Mostly, it seems they either love it or hated, depending almost entirely on personal experience and how the media presents it. If the media outlet presents the story favorably (see: Underbelly), it’s a smash hit. Everyone wants to see the location and know everything about it. If it’s presented unfavorably, that’s when the public blindly assumes it is a bad dangerous evil hobby that everyone needs to stand up against.

    The Future:
    The future of exploring, how it’s defined and perceived by the public, is ultimately in the hands of those going out exploring every weekend. I wouldn’t be true to my punk roots if I didn’t suggest that it is up to us to either write our own stories for media outlets (and be paid for our time as journalists) or push them away. When the press knocks on my email box, I do my diligence to find out what their angle is. If it’s a positive one, and I have the time (which is rare) I’ll work with them. If they want to do a story about how UE is just one huge underground orgy, I’ll either ignore them or subvert their story so that if it ever does get past the editors, they’ll be hard pressed to get their next writing gig. This is not to say that the media doesn’t sometimes get it right. ‘Off limits’ on the travel channel ain’t half bad, and shows the nerdy adventure side of the hobby well.

    Even then, there will always been the fringe characters of any hobby. There are those who explore just to loot places of relics and scrap metal. There are those who ‘explore’ just to find a place to drink and party outside of the arm of the law and society. Those who explore just to find awesome places to create otherwise illegal murals. Exploring (let’s drop the ‘urban already – 75% of people that call themselves ‘urban explorers’ don’t live in cities) is a big wide field of people that like going places they’re not suppose to. I’ve met people from every end of this spectrum, and for the most part have learned something from all of them. And to me, that’s what exploring is. It’s about self-directed education – hands on, in the field – learning how my city works and looks, from the deepest tunnels under NYC to the tallest skyscrapers, and everything in between. It’s about meeting some really weird, really interesting people, and pushing your mental and physical limits. This is not a hobby for anyone seriously close minded, who believes in strict rules. Unless you’re going into a seriously dangerous location, throw out any rules and preconceived notions of what UE should or should not be – and just enjoy each place for what it is.

    In the end and on a day to day basis, I could a flying F what the media, corporations, the law or society think about my hobby. The only thing I’m concerned with is making plans for where I’m going next. How am I getting there, how am I getting in, who should i invite? Whatever the outside world thinks of what I do is more or less irrelevant. I probably speak for a lot of people when I say that the only way anyone else will stop be from exploring will be if they can pull my camera from my cold dead hands.

    -Control. 2011.

  • Montreal 2010

    Montreal in the summer. For some really strange reason the whole town was bogged down in a thick damp blanket of humidity.  Rains poured down with zero notice, as the skies stuck in a gray cloud of moisture inducing madness.

    Getting out and about to shoot graffiti was an occasional challenge, fortunately though, there was plenty of it. Montreal’s just smart enough to have many awesome permission walls and ghetto enough to have many forgotten edges around town where tags and throwys are easy found and/or created.

  • Air Suicide Spots

    The year was 1990, and AIR GZ was a queens terrorists.

    AIR seemed to come out of nowhere. You woke up one day, took the train to school, and there he was, dominating suicide spots all over Queens Plaza. These were spots involved climbing along beams high above the streets, out in the open where any cop could roll by and spot what you’re up to. You’d have to be a crazy motherfucker to hit most of these, and that is what AIR did.

    And if that wasn’t enough, AIR beefed with other top notch writers, waging open warfare on anyone that went near any of the non-suicide spots he hit. You’d go by one day, and there’d be a BISE throwy, or maybe a quick SEUS piece. Next day, there’d be air throwys all over it. Battles would go back and forth for a long while. His mantra of ‘You Can’t Win’ struck fear in the hears of toys who dared not cross AIR’s path.

    Just as suddenly as AIR came along, he was gone. For 20 years though, his suicide spot domination reigned supreme along the N / 7 Queens Plaza subway superstructure. Only recently did the MTA begin to repaint all of these beams, wiping away the last vestiges of this forgotten era in Queens Graffiti History.

    I present these photos, of course, to keep that memory alive, and to inspire the young ones out there. Remember If you can see a spot, you can find a way to paint it.

  • Donkey Kong’s Revenge

    Donkey Kong’s Revenge

    In a nearly forgotten part of queens one can find this tragic concrete cesspool. A true monument to the Bloomberg era of NYC governance. For only under Bloomberg has NYC witnesses an economy that was largely based on one huge ‘redevelopment’ scheme. Old mom and pop businesses, factories, and assorted buildings were forced to sell out – occasionally under the threat of eminent domain ( the most unamerican law ever passed) – and ‘real estate developers’ swooped in to tear down the old buildings and replace them with huge ugly condos. This created a temporary bump in jobs, exclusively in the construction field, but eventually crashed. This crash left ridiculous sights such as Donkey Kong’s Revenge here a common sight all over NYC.

    Current History: This mess of a construction site has sat abandoned now for at least 2 years, and has been stalled for at least another year or 3 before that.


    Adventure:
    This place just attracts people, and the instant someone finally cut a hole in the fence and ripped the lock off the back gate, the people flooded in. Me and Sleazy arrive upon the scene and within 2 minutes find a Mexican sleeping in one of the man plywood construction rooms on ground level. Unimpressed with his insufficient stock of alcohol, we make our way to the next set of construction rooms and find blueprints scattered in the wind. Anything of actual value has already been looted, though I can’t say I was expecting to find much here. We head upstairs and find the open exposed mess of the upper floors to be a curious tower over the area. We spot a couple coming through the hole in the fence and wonder if they’ll bother coming upstairs. Eventually we move further up, until we reach the upper level, where a Raccoon curiously eyes us from the top of the stairs. Cute but troublesome, we avoid the small beast and head back down to notGreet that couple that came in. We lurk around and manage to give them the piss shivers without even trying. They leave, and we lurk by the entrance in the dark as the male comes back in, then leaves when we hiss at him. Loser. Who’s afraid of the dark? We eventually leave, searching for better loot, more alcohol, and more lame people to menace. Because when the abandonment sucks, there’s always idiots to fuck with.

  • RIP, Jan

    RIP, Jan

    On Monday, I posted about a graffiti artist who was killed by an oncoming D train @ 59th street station in Brooklyn. If you’re a foamer, you’re probably thinking ‘The D doesn’t run there’, and if you’re a hardcore foamer, you know there was a service diversion that night, with the D running northbound on the N route. This little detail might have been what cost this man his life.

    Very little was said in the news about the particulars of what happened, or who this graffiti writer was. We now know his tag name was Jan. I never met him, but he was about to rent some art studio space from an artist friend of mine. Had he lived a bit longer, I’d likely have met him and perhaps gone on a few adventures with him in the coming weeks. I haven’t seen any of his art myself, so I can’t give an opinion on his talent. From what I can gather though, this was an ambitious fellow who would have made a name for himself over time.

    That ambition lead him into what I consider a fairly dangerous subway tunnel in the early hours of monday morning. In case you’re wondering why I chose a not-very-awesome photo to go with this post, it is because it is the only photo I ever took of the location I believe this young man died. It’s a blurry, unfocused, hurried photo that I fired off very quickly late one night. Just beyond the blue lights is the northbound platform at 59th street. I didn’t set down the tripod and get a proper shot here because the area felt just that unsafe. Just plain not enough clearance for my liking, and an air of unpredictability.

    While not much detail was printed in the papers of exactly how and where he was hit by the train, one can make an educated guess that it was just south of the northbound platform. The D was only running northbound on the N that night, and it joins the tunnel just outside of the station. The N line joins the R at this point via a ramp that comes upward into the tunnel, so you can’t see a train coming as readily as you would in other straight subway tunnels (thus why I suspect it was south of the station, not to the north, where it’s very straight and there’s plenty of room to avoid trains). The area south of the platform is a no clearance zone, with walls coated in candy stripes and a split switch from the N ramp onto the northbound local and express tracks. There’s also third rails where you might not be ready for them. With bad timing, anyone could get killed here – and with the service diversion in affect, it’s not hard to imagine a writer or explorer waiting for an N to go by, and proceeding to try to enter or leave the tunnel under the assumption that the next N is 20 minutes away (as would be the normal schedule at such any early hour in the morning).

    This young man’s death could easily have happened to anyone entering the tunnels of the NYC subway system. Ambition is a devil sometimes. It drives us out of our comfort zones, and sometimes, it pushes too far too fast. Sometimes bad things happen. This is one of those times.

    If you find yourself serious compelled to wander the tunnels, please learn as much as you can before you hop off that platform, and even then, may Apollo grant you glory. The risks are the same, for seasoned vets and up and comers alike. Stay safe out there. And for the Train Operator, I hope you get some time off and realize it wasn’t your fault.

  • Harlem Explorer Arrests (updated)

    Harlem Explorer Arrests (updated)

    So my email exploded this morning re: this story in today’s NY Post – particularly the last bit.

    At around 4:30 a.m., cops arrested four men who had allegedly sneaked into the Second Avenue Subway tunnel carrying Roman candles and cameras.

    The men told cops that they were part of an “urban explorers” group and that they planned to use the fireworks for light for photos.

    Eric Ruggiero, 25, of Manhattan; Jacob Bloom, 21, of Glen Cove, LI; Braiden O’Sullivan, 21, of Connecticut and William West, 27, of Massachusetts were charged with criminal trespass after Harlem resident Jerry Jackson alerted cops that the four had descended into the tunnel around 112th Street.

    “Just because we got bin Laden doesn’t mean it’s over,” said Jackson, a truck driver and Army vet. “We still have to remain alert.”

    Since I know some of these characters, I’m going to straight up put this on blast to counter some of the ridiculous press and internet comments that are sure to come out in the coming hours.

    First up, I want to address this ridiculous comment that ‘Just because we got bin Laden doesn’t mean it’s over’. Straight up, Fuck you and anyone who thinks like this. It’s over. Bin Laden is Dead. Al Queda has not been able to pull off any sort of relevant attack in the US in 10 YEARS now. It’s BEEN OVER for years now. How much longer should we all be suspicious of our neighbors and snitching on things that have nothing to do with us?

    Immediately after the 9/11 attacks, G.W. Bush very famously gave a speech (probably the only good one he ever gave) stating that we should all move on with our normal lives, not be afraid, and enjoy all the freedoms that living in this country entail. That is exactly what these explorers were doing. ‘Exploring’ is a very healthy, normal hobby for many many people. By living in fear – in this case – fear of 4 white guys in Harlem – the terrorists win. 4 very harmless people get put through the system for the horrible crime of going into an abandoned, concrete tunnel with fireworks aiming to take some very artsy, creative photographs. Instead of ‘if you see something say something’, I say – we have nothing to fear but fear itself.

    Is exploring against the law? Sometimes. Should those laws be changed? Maybe. Could situations like this just be completely averted if the MTA opened up places like the old Harlem segment of the 2nd ave subway to tours, or artist productions? You fucking bet.

    The Harlem section of second avenue subway runs from 110th street to 120th street. it is a huge open underground space that would be ideal for artist use, public educational tours (school kids would LOVE it), arts and events – all in a neighborhood that arguably could use a very unique attraction. There’s no tracks, no third rail, and no plans to use this segment of tunnel even when the ‘2nd avenue stubway’ finally opens between 63rd and 96th streets.

    We’ll update with more info as it comes along. For now, so far as we know, these 4 guys are still ‘in the system’, – i.e. – in a cell somewhere. No contact with family or friends thus far so far as I’ve heard. I don’t know about you, but I’m offended my tax paying dollars are being spent right now persecuting such people, especially considering the current budget problems in NYC. (Really Bloomberg? You want to throw basically harmless people in jail for doing something dumb, and then close firehouses and fire 4000 teachers? Someone tell me how that makes any fucking sense?)

    (As for the other idiot that went through the Path tunnel – clearly this person is insane. Only an insane idiot would go near a cross river tunnel, especially one owned by the Port Authority, which has cameras and cops everywhere – and then claim to have left a bomb down there – clearly that guy needs more than a night in jail… he needs some mental help, assuming the story is true)

    Update:

    Hilariously, Howard Stern chimed in on the arrests:

    And of course, it’s movie poster worthy!

    Proper credit for the above goes to Rob Dobi.

    Just to update, all 4 are out of the system and probably drinking heavily as I type this.

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  • Phelps Dodge Narrow Gauge Railroad Remains

    Phelps Dodge Narrow Gauge Railroad Remains

    Last week, I mentioned the former Phelps Dodge site in Maspeth in this mission file about some nearby abandoned houses.
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  • The Dirty, Dirty Abandoned Strip Club

    The Dirty, Dirty Abandoned Strip Club


    The Dirty Strip Club is the second abandoned strip club we’ve hit in recent years, though it definitely wins the ‘more disgusting’ award.
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