All Bad Days’ Jess Ackerman and Breyell Payne and Tea Leigh photo by Ian Whitmore
Much in the same way that peering in somebody’s medicine cabinet is endlessly fascinating, so too is looking at the contents of somebody else’s inbox, right? Maybe! Unless, you know, it’s my inbox, in which case it’s generally not all that interesting, inundated as it is with endless PR emails, most of which have nothing to do with anything I’d really like to write about (a book centered around an astrological reading of 9/11? nooo!!). Sometimes, though—sometimes—an email comes along about a book or a product or an event which has me pause and hover my finger over the delete button, and it’s actually kind of a beautiful thing. Such was the case recently with an email I received from Tea Leigh, an artist, musician, and stick ‘n’ poke goddess, who is involved with an event tomorrow night that promises to be pretty amazing: Together Alone. (more…)
Now that it’s not winter anymore, New Yorkers can’t complain about the weather, so they need to find something else to bitch about. Enter: The MTA. And look, I get it, traveling via subway can be an inconvenience and there can be delays and reroutings and, oh, so many horrible things can happen and it’s a nightmare, really, it is! I get it. I live off the F and G. Boy, do I get it! And now, this weekend kicks off over a month of suspended weekend service on the L train between Brooklyn and Manhattan. And that’s terrible? I guess? But also, it’s kind of just a big, who even gives a fuck—it’s no big deal. (more…)
We don’t often consider the sounds of beer, but sometimes enjoying a great brew can be a truly aural experience. What would drinking be without the click-pop-fizz of cracking open a fresh bottle, the fffpt-hiss of air pressure escaping a cold can, the clink-clanking of glass inside an anticipated case, the quiet whooosh of carbon dioxide rising to a pulled pint’s fluffy surface or the inevitable glug-glug-smack of a satisfied sip? Consuming beer is a sensory process, so it makes perfect sense that beer and music have always gone hand-in-hand. Brewers, much like musicians, are artisans, harbingers of age-old techniques that, no matter how easily they might be automated in our post-industrial era, still require a distinctly human level of creativity, spontaneity and wit to achieve greatness.
It’s in that communal spirit of shared passion that craft beer teamed up with the music industry for a series of nationwide events happening this Saturday in honor of Record Store Day. Created in 2007, Record Store Day celebrates the more than 1,400 independently owned record shops around the globe, raising a glass to the unique cultural contributions these analog outlets make to a world rapidly descending into the digital abyss. This year, Dogfish Head, well known for their large format Music Series bottles, was crowned the Official Beer of Record Store Day. The Delaware-based craft brewery hit the road this week with an exciting fleet of specialty brews to be tapped exclusively at Record Store Day parties across the country. (more…)
It’s been a long winter—like, seriously, a long ass winter. And although we’d normally classify ourselves on the relatively “low” end of the maintenance scale, perhaps we let ourselves get a little too low maintenance this winter. Like: shower, slather lotion all over body, fall asleep with wet hair, wake up, brush teeth, go to work, repeat. (And tbh, a lot of days the whole showering part of that didn’t even happen.) But basically, we can’t remember the last time we put on lipstick—which sucks because we really do like putting on lipstick, and doing cute stuff with our hair and painting our nails and all of that fun beauty jazz, but it’s just easy to forget about that stuff when your number-one goal is just not freezing to death. (No one can even see us under this scarf and hat and hoodie and jacket anyways, so what’s the point?) But finally, spring is here, giving us more energy, more places to go, and just generally more desire to actually put a little effort into looking cute. So, although a fashion and beauty fair might not normally be quite our scene, it’s a welcome way to up our feeling-cute game right now. And who better to present such an affair than one of our favorite feminist publications, BUST?! (more…)
The truth is, restaurants no longer live or die on the strength of their menus alone, even when supplemented by seasonally changing dishes and nightly specials. As part of a non-stop hustle just to stand out, they’re forced to function as event planners of sorts, scheduling a steady stream of themed tastings and meet-the-farmer dinners, in order to get the media’s tongues wagging, and otherwise complacent customers through the door.
So here’s what a handful of Brooklyn’s proactive eateries have on the docket for this month, from The Farm on Adderly’s “History of Garlic” evening, to Asian-Italian Weeknights at Cobble Hill’s Brucie. (more…)
One year after opening in a corner spot on Vanderbilt and Bergen in Prospect Heights, dessert speakeasy Spirited will be shutting its doors for good. The announcement came via an open letter from owner Kimberly Wetherell, who bid Prospect Heights farewell, and explained that she had accepted a buy-out from the building’s new owners, who purchased the century-plus building which housed Spirited in December 2014. (more…)
Cornel West speaking to protestors on April 14th (still from the Stop Mass Incarceration Network on Youtube)
On Tuesday the Stop Mass Incarceration Network organized a protest in New York City (one that turned violent on the Brooklyn Bridge), as well as several more across the nation calling for an end to police violence. Carl Dix, co-founder of the organization along with Cornel West, said that “what it came down to is that the declaration for the movement that’s calling for an end to police being given a green light to murder people, especially black and Latino people, is back.”
The coordinated demonstration followed the shooting death of Walter Scott in South Carolina by a police officer named Michael Slager. The violent incident, which occurred during a traffic stop on April 4th, was caught on video by a 23-year-old bystander, Feidin Santana, who released the recording to authorities only Slager had officially described his side of the story which falsely recounted Scott taking the cop’s taser. According to the New Yorker, Santana ”has said that he feared possible retaliation and wanted to see if Slager would tell the truth.” The officer was stripped of his badge and fired “with no hesitation” and the Mayor of North Charleston quickly sided with the victim’s family as did the Chief of Police who said he was “sickened by what I saw.”
On the website of Bad Theater Fest, a performance series of theater “so bad it’s great,” there’s a list of hypotheticals that attempt to answer the question you’re all asking yourself:
* Need motivation to create something? Bad Theater Fest is for you.
* Have writer’s block and need to step back from a current project? Bad Theater Fest is the cure.
* Don’t live near NYC? Don’t have the resources to produce your own work? Bad Theater Fest can mount your work or perform a staged reading (contact us for details).
* Always wanted to express your creative side but felt too embarrassed? Be not afraid. Bad Theater Fest says, “Go for it!”
So there it is. Why partake in any creative endeavor that is primarily defined by its badness? Why make it, or watch it? Because it can be liberating to the anxiety-riddled creative mind, and simply entertaining to the viewer. “It’s not that we have low standards,” co-founder Shawn Wickens writes, in the Bad Theater Fest mission statement. “It’s that we have different standards. We want to curate the most diverse festival possible, not only in content but with also who is involved.”