Talk Bronx New York

 Bronxite John Melton checks out audio equipment at Bronx Speakers Store on Boston Road and says he likes to blast car stereo, to the chagrin of many.

 You wouldn’t know it from all the noise, but the Bronx has gotten quieter this year.

Bronxites logged almost 8% fewer noise complaints to the city’s 311 hotline during the first six months of this year than they did over the same period last year.

There were 28,915 noise complaints from Jan. 1 to the end of June, compared with 31,411 last year.

“I have to give some credit to the weather,” said Councilman James Vacca (D-East Bronx). “We’ve had a mild summer so far and a lot of rain and those are both circumstances that are detriments to noise. That’s got to be a contributing factor.”

“I’m not surprised. It seems to be less noisy,” said George Dallas, 72, of Morris Park. “It’s just people blowing their horns. But that’s New York drivers. You have to live with it.”

For the second year in a row, Community Board 7, which includes Norwood, University Heights, Jerome Park, Bedford Park, Fordham and Kingsbridge Heights topped the list with the most noise complaints in the borough.

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Chazz Palminteri retraces his long, tough road home

If Chazz Palminteri had never met Irving “Swifty” Lazar, none of it might have happened.

The encounter between the actor and the late career-making talent agent took place in Los Angeles in the late 1980s. Palminteri, a native New Yorker, had recently moved to California and landed small parts in Hill Street Blues, Dallas, Matlock and several other television series. Lazar was a powerful force who could boost him to the next level.

As it happened, the two did not convene in an office or over lunch on some sun-splashed Beverly Hills terrace. Instead they crossed paths outside a Los Angeles nightclub, where Palminteri, whose luck had gone south, was working as a doorman. Not recognizing Lazar, he barred the agent from entering.

“He said on the spot he would get me fired,” Palminteri recalled recently, “and he was true to his word. I left and went home to my apartment in North Hollywood and sat on the edge of my bed. ‘What the hell,’” he wondered, “‘am I going to do?’” He had $187 to his name at the time. Read more..

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