This past weekend, Bushwick’s diviest dive bar, Wreck Room made wrecks out of its patrons for the last time in long nine years. This institution of a bar closed due to a rent hike and problems with the landlord. Oh, how very New York of you, Wreck Room! The community of Bushwick however, didn’t let this event unnoticed, and several of you reached out to us sharing your stories and feelings of sadness. Emily Niland wrote in her (w)requiem last week: “I experienced a lot of Brooklyn firsts at Wreck Room. My first Brooklyn one night stand. My first Brooklyn black out. The first time I lost my driver’s license. After I celebrated my 25th birthday by shooting a gun for the first time at the West Side Pistol & Rifle Range, I rode the adrenaline wave over the river and straight to Wreck Room to continue the party. ”
Over the weekend, Nick McManus reached out to us and shared several wonderful group polaroid photos and feelings from the last Saturday night at Wreck Room. Nick writes:
“Between being a former bike messenger and an aging hipster I’ve seen Wreck Room in all its conceptions over the past nine years. I became acquainted with it when I saw bands in it’s pointlessly tropical stage in the back, defiled it with my two-wheeled urban assaulting co-workers over shots and deep-fried pickles and at it’s end enjoyed it for polishing screenplays in the quiet, early afternoons waiting for the rice-ball spot next door to open.
