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Heeb Issue #17Urban Kvetch
Bad Nuts
Once in a while, even when munchin’ on, say, a bag of high-end Bazzini cashews, you’ll come across a nut that tastes a li’l fruitier than the others. Disgusting. So, who in their right
Six For Five
When Montreal-based artist Pat Hamou came across an old lineup photo of Murder Inc. hitman Abe “Kid Twist” Reles in an old New York Daily News, he was mesmerized. He began researching figures from
If You Build It
“I first went to Israel in 1959 and I have very fond memories of it,” Richard Meier tells me from his office in New York City. “I never thought I’d actually have the opportunity to work
Hebrew Goes Platinum
Yael Naim does in fact have a MacBook Air Notebook, and yes, it was free. Apple gave it to her because she recorded the perfect song to launch its revolutionary laptop. You know the commercial—it’s
Web Exclusive!
Who
Tony Curtis
His game
Bernie Schwartz’s parents came to the US from Satmar because it was the land of opportunity. Changing his name to Tony Curtis, he became one of the hottest commodities in
My Journey With Roman
Brett Ratner and Roman Polanski visit Auschwitz, the site of Polanski’s mother’s murder over half a century ago.
Trouble at the Rosenkrantz Ranch
(excerpted from original article)
Look north on Las Virgenes Canyon Road from the spot where, 23 years ago, Rob Rosenkrantz shot high school classmate Steve Redman to death with an Uzi and you’ll
Call Me James
My first meeting with James Brown was not going well.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” he screamed at me inside a suite in New York City’s swank Sherry Netherland Hotel in 1979.
The Ladies of ’69
Feast your eyes upon six of the most beautiful Jewish women in the world in this special pull-out calendar for the year 5769.
Panter’s Playhouse
What do you get when you toss Godzilla, Popeye, Dante, Zappa, Picasso, Kirby, Sun Ra and Philip K. Dick into a pot and stir? A mad brew that is artist Gary Panter’s outrageous oeuvre. Panter, a
Lookout Mountain, Lookout Sea
There is no way David Berman could have known the path he would set himself on in merely naming his band. As a young man at the University of Virginia, Berman began writing his songs: soliloquies left
Hijinx
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