Rumours of the Metalkort

RUMOURS OF THE METALKORT
A thumbnail sketch -- 11 october 2000

In case you still had doubts, yes, South Street exists.

This is corner of Second & South, the top of Headhouse Square. As I understand it, this is the pavement where Gypsy painted the Raptor. See the punks gathered round while Gypsy ponders mightily over how to paint the face. Then notice a lone figure come from the shadows of the lefthand opposite corner. It is Kassander, wielding his kuitar, the kable snaking its way back into the building where it feeds an amp in the upstairs window. Listen to Kassander play. . . and watch Gypsy paint. . .

(Did you notice the blue and white sign? You'll see it again below...)

Looking west down South Street.

This is the corner of Third & South. That little dive in the middle is the Pontiac Grille, formerly J.C. Dobbs, a.k.a. Gobb's (or so I understand). That is where Zack started a fire, against all odds.

Now we are at Fourth & South, still looking west. Notice the marquee, that's a familiar place...

Here it is up close, the TLA. It was once the Razor Cafe. Let's go back to Headhouse....

Here we are looking across Headhouse. What is that giant building back there?

The bottom of Headhouse Square, where the arcade starts. See, that's the beginning of the arcade there on the right. At the other end of that arcade is nothing but rich folks -- called Society Hill...

Here we go, the arcade. Down here is where Gypsy painted the girlfriends of yuppies (not on the cobblestone though), and where he met Miss Pinkie Pink, or was it something else.... But that's enough of the overground, shall we move on?

Spin 180 degrees from that and you'll see this. It is the South Street entrance to New Market.

Down the steps and let's head to the right. Glass and steel...

The sign says this gate should be closed, but...

These buildings have a very cold feel to them. They are completely empty of course.

And now, just to the right of the buildings, the last fence. Up those steps is the courtyard. And what is to the right of the steps??

The bikes...can't you just see them flying out in silence? What the hell, let's walk down the tunnel...

No doubt, restricted access. But wait...is there a tennis ball sized hole in the door, or am I dreaming??

And so it is. I could see it better than this -- the flash never went off. Through the hole, an empty, underground punk lair...

Here is another shot up those steps into the Metalkort (with the lens through the fence). Notice the three letters across the way, it helps with perspective.