(above : actually a photo taken at ABC No Rio, but this seems to be how one businessman recalls the old Maxwell’s)
Hoboken, NJ’s Maxwell’s was eulogized in this space last year (“The Place That Ran Contrary To (Almost) Every Negative Rock Club Stereotype : A Fond Farewell To Maxwell’s”) thusly : “even before CBGB’s booking turned into an orgy of indifference, Maxwell’s took a curatorial approach to the old & new in a manner that respected the intelligence of the audience & performers alike. In stark contrast to barns like City Gardens or The Ritz, Maxwell’s felt like a place that was owned & staffed by persons who thought the players and paying customers were friends and peers. As opposed to, y’know, targets & tools in the all-important struggle to sell more beer.” Of course, times change, neighborhoods get pricey, and a new generation of monied types have their own ideas of what does or doesn’t constitute quality entertainment. Enter the co-owner of the new Maxwell’s, Peter Carr, whom the Hudson Reporter’s Carlo Davis credits with turning what used to be a tremendous performance space for 30 decades + of pioneering bands of local and international import into a home for “trivia, stand-up comedy and fantasy football.” For better or (mostly) worse, Carr’s decided to reintroduce live music to the mix (a random assortment of “American Idol” runner ups, cover bands and would-be Blues Hammers), though he hilariously claims, “we’re trying to get back to some of the roots of Maxwell’s”. I wonder what he thinks those roots are?
In the old days when Maxwell’s was at its height,” said Carr, “it was primarily punk rock and grunge, and that was kind of back in the day when the artists could afford to live in Hoboken. Some of that’s changed and the demographics are a lot different than they used to be so we’re trying to cater to the demographics that we see in the town.”
“It’s not an old broken down stage with PA systems and your feet sticking to the floor because the floor hasn’t been washed in two weeks,” said Carr. “The old place was a dive.”
In seeking a new upscale concept, Carr holds little nostalgia for the Maxwell’s that was. “The place has been completely redone,” said Carr. “It’s nice, it’s clean, it’s open, the food’s good, so it’s a whole different type of atmosphere than the old Maxwell’s, where you would have the people…come in and have a hamburger and drink and spill stuff all over the floor and go into the back room and jump up and down and get their ears blasted out. This is a lot higher quality.”
Alright, this (dopey) entrepreneur is more than entitled to try and make a buck however he sees fit, but any characterization of the old Maxwell’s as either a) a punk/grunge HQ or b) biohazard-central is pretty off, especially the “dive” comments. By the standards of real dives, Maxwell’s was one of the cleaner, best maintained, more hospitable live music venues in the entire country. It’s mostly the booking that made it special, but the room itself was great (the P.A., especially). Was it a “punk” club, you ask?.Only the hardest of the hardcore. I nearly sprained my ankle trying to stage dive at a Richard Thompson show ( because the entire audience was sitting quietly on the floor and I kept tripping on people).
The irony is that Carr is dissing a place that by most rock’n’roll standards (at least those for clubs too small to have VIP viewing decks) was pretty upscale (yet very welcoming to all who played or attended). It’s very likely there’s been enough turnover in Hoboken that there’s few persons remaining who’d be offended at Carr trashing a local institution that generated so much goodwill (and curiously, a brand name he still wants to milk). But it’s not great P.R., and the Hudson Reporter’s willingness to let Carr’s claims run unchallenged isn’t great journalism, either.
that place was so terrible that we’re keeping the name!
Maybe he’d be willing to book Yo La Tengo if they’d agree to reprise their role as a Night Ranger cover band from Parks & Rec. http://www.vintagevinylnews.com/2014/03/yo-la-tengo-to-play-night-ranger-cover.html
Then take down the historical photos and videos dick head what a day in court it will be.you did not buy anything of mine that was trademarked prior to 1995 so stick that head farther up your ass Mr clean
signed the pig himself steve fallon
“we’re trying to cater to the demographics that we see in the town now.”
The phrase “it takes one to know one” leaps immediately to mind.
I say G-d bless the Hudson Reporter for printing Carr’s unvarnished bullshit. I’m glad he was revealed. Maybe he had more sense than to say and of that shit to Lustig or Testa. Or maybe they left some of it out in an attempt to be fair and avoid making him look like a total idiot. Either way, I think the Reporter did everyone a real favor.
Even the comments about the food ring hollow- people actually went to the front room to eat who didn’t stay for shows. I remember once before a Naked Raygun set (ooh- punk!) enjoying a plate of lasagna that was described accurately and un-ironically as being prepared with a “bechamel sauce.” How many non-douchey clubs can make that claim?
That floor was washed every afternoon. I’d show up for early soundcheck and have to wait while the guy was mopping the back.
After the stage was rebuilt (same time as the ceiling was redone), it was SOLID. That stage didn’t bounce at all.
The soundguy? He was an asshole.
The author comes off as a hypocrite when he eulogizes the sanctity and importance of a venue while dismissing the relevance of other venues like CBGB.
I guess it’s matter of perspective.
I mourn the loss of any great venue with caring people who helped cultivate and nurture musical acts and the local scene.
It’s a shame the author doesn’t.
The old Maxwells was one of the best venues in the NY/NJ area..people, myself included , traveled on the PATH from NYC to see some of the best bands playing from the past 30+ years. I don’t mind if some moneyed-up hipster wants to buy the old space and turn it into a music club for the Pier1/EDM/johnny-come-lately-from-Montana types but keep a fucking civil tongue in your head about a piece of music history that you clearly do not know ONE FUCKING THING ABOUT, YOU PUERILE, SANCTIMONIOUS HIPSTER CRETIN.
That Todd Abramson guy must be rolling over in his grave.
Can we start one of those newfangled crowdfunding campaigns to buy back the “Maxwell’s” name?
Punk rock and grunge. I was always there for the punk rock and grunge. No wait that was City Gardens….I was there for all the good bands they booked, not to mention food and of course John Courage on draft for 250+ years.
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I’ll echo Tom Scharpling’s sentiment that Maxwell’s is just a building. The spirit that made it what it was ascended, flew across 14th St, and landed safely at Monty Hall.
“The author comes off as a hypocrite when he eulogizes the sanctity and importance of a venue while dismissing the relevance of other venues like CBGB.”
Some of the best shows I ever saw took place at CBGB. But I’ll stand by my “orgy of indifference” comment. There’s absolutely a point in time when the random, terrible and crazily overcrowded bills at CBGB by far outnumbered the shows that were curated with TLC. This is not an unfair statement nor does it take anything away from the club’s prior historic contributions. I’m pretty sure I attended about 10x more shows at CBGB than Maxwell’s and I’m hardly the only person who became super exasperated…
I don’t consider Maxwell’s sacred or perfect by any stretch. But the sort of things that became routine at CBGB — the sort of things that caused bands, agents and paying customers alike to consider the charms of far less historic venues like the Mercury Lounge — did not come to pass in Hoboken.
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Can someone explain the history of ownership a bit more clearly? Steve Fallon’s (assuming it is really Steve Fallon) comments above seem to imply that the Peter Carr’s comments are in reference to how the club was operation and its conditions prior to 1995, as Fallon says he sold the rights to him then. However, the comments Carr makes in the article are clearly in reference to the condition of the club in recent years, i.e. 1995-2013. The shows, food, and reputation Carr is disparaging are clearly those that came to an end last year, yet Fallon’s comments make it seem as though Carr purchased Maxwell’s from him in 1995. If that were the case, Carr would have been one of the people responsible for those very conditions he is blasting. So is Carr a new owner, as of 2013/2014, or has he owned it since 1995 and is humorously unable to realize that he is essentially blasting his own legacy?
Sorry, I stopped reading when he called the old Maxwells a dive
Damion.
I’ll admit it’s a bit confusing. Steve Fallon started booking bands at Maxwell’s in the very late ’70s I think. It was Glen Morrow’s outfit (The Individuals? Christ, my mind is crumbling before my very eyes which now need reading glasses to witness the carnage.)
In any case, the confusion happens around 1995 or so. It’s an era I refer to as the Pasta Frenzy Event, when a clueless investor purchased the place from Steve, brought in his niece fresh from hotel management school, and turned the place into a brew pub. Interestingly, he kept the name Maxwell’s as well. At great expense, he installed enormous, stainless steel beer vats (cutting a hole in the floor to get to the basement) and pissed off the entire neighborhood with a foul and sour smell the first time he fired them up. That lasted just under two years, as my deteriorating brain cells remember it, which is when the Dave-Todd-Steve consortium rescued live music. This is mostly a forgotten chapter in Maxwell’s history.
Steve Fallon is referring to the new owners’ use of Maxwell’s brand and history. A lot of the pictures and references they use are from Fallon’s stewardship and he is justified when he uses “dick” as a pronoun. I find the promotional material repulsive, implying a “new journey” building on a rich history. Especially when the rich history has ones shoes sticking to the floor. (Personally, I would only attend a Maxwell’s show in my stocking feet, but this isn’t a proper forum for delving into such matters.)
I understand how one’s words can be taken out of context. How a wild exaggeration meant to make a point can suddenly define you, but these guys have committed multiple sins and are starting to look like Pasta Frenzy II, the Sequel. Check back in a little under two years.