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A “Jordans store” is exactly what you hope it is: Jordans as in Air Jordans, as in the crazy collectible line of Nike sneakers by Michael Jordan that are so beloved that they’re able to sustain their very own, brand-specific secondhand store. Jordan Heads Brooklyn, an “all Air Jordan boutique,” is now open on Malcolm X Boulevard in Bed-Stuy. (more…)
Through January 4, the Brooklyn Museum will present a major survey of contemporary Brooklyn art, featuring more than one hundred works from 35 artists. Crossing Brooklyn: Art from Bushwick, Bed-Stuy, and Beyond includes work in virtually every medium, including painting, drawing, photography, sculpture, installation, video, and performance, linked only by place and by an engagement with the modern world. Over the next several weeks, we’ll be rolling out profiles of artists who appear in the exhibit. You can read the rest here.
The Honduran-American artist Paul Ramirez Jonas is a semiotician. It’s right there at the top of his artist statement: “From the beginning of my career in 1989, I had always considered myself merely a reader of texts,” Jonas states. “The pre-existing text could have been any cultural artifact that I could interpret as a score: a diary, a plan, an old photo, a footpath, sheet music, etc. The reading could take the form of a performance, a sculpture, a photo, or a video.”
Not that anyone needs more evidence that the real estate market in Brooklyn is insane—like, actually literally full of insane people—we heard today about a story that pretty much takes the cake in terms of featuring honest-to-goodness, real-life villains. The New York Daily News reports that in an attempt “to cash in on the red-hot Brooklyn real estate market, two men were indicted for conspiring to torch a building and leave squatters who lived there as charred as a ‘well done steak.’” Seriously, though, if these guys had mustaches, they’d be twirling them.
Some day your grandkids will ask you where you were when car2go first arrived in Brooklyn, and you’ll be able to tell them you exactly where you were: In one of the cars, taking it for a spin.
The wait is over: car2go is now in Brooklyn, waiting for you to drive them. If you’ve already signed up for a car2go membership, got your card in the mail, and downloaded the free app for iOS and Android devices, you’re ready to go. Just use the app to find a car near you, drive it where you want to go, and leave it in a legal parking space anywhere in your Brooklyn home area. You just pay by the minute —no reservations needed, no monthly or yearly fees, no paying for gas or insurance.
If you haven’t signed up yet, you might want to hurry…for a limited time registration is free, and you get 30 free minutes of driving. That’s 30 free minutes of drive time you can use to run an errand, commute, or visit that friend who lives off the G line, a ten-minute walk away from the station. (She’ll be so happy to see you!)
Check out car2go’s website for FAQs on signing up, driving, and parking. Sign up now while it’s still free (Promo code: BKLYN), and get 30 minutes of free drive time!
So. You’re walking down the street, looking at your phone, obviously—looking at New York is for tourists, not New Yorkers!—and out of your peripheral smartphone vision you see a hot pair of shoes. You give this hot shoe situation a lightning-quick up-down, and see they’re attached to a hot person! A person who is now walking away from you, into your long list of missed opportunities. What now?! You can’t just go up to them, or pretend to walk the same direction to get another look—what are you, a creepy freak? No. Just keep your eyes on that phone, friend. You’ve got Happn! (more…)
On October 1, one of the city’s best record stores, Permanent Records, moved from Greenpoint, where it had been since 2007, to South Slope. When the Franklin Street building’s landlord made alternate plans for the space, store owner Marjorie Eisenberg set out in search of a new home. What she wound up with is a shared office space on 20th Street–an unusual setup, given that there’s no real signage on the outside of the building. It certainly seems to be working, though, and with so many other record stores closing altogether, we should all be grateful that we still have access to their expertly curated selection of fairly priced vinyl.
One of Permanent’s employees, Greg Locke, was kind enough to share with us some records–new and old–that are especially well suited to fall listening. All of them are available in the store, at 159 20th St., between 3rd and 4th.
You may or may not have heard of Wendy’s Subway, a newish, collectively run reading space and non-circulating library housed inside an old industrial building in Williamsburg, just above the country’s last remaining umbrella factory. Most of the time, it’s open to members only and is a quiet place to write and read or discuss. But an increasingly large part of Wendy’s existence is now devoted to being a lively meet-up space where writers, poets, and other creative types gather for readings, film screenings, panel discussions, and workshops. (more…)
This is the perfect time of year to revisit classic scary movies—Halloween, Nightmare on Elm Street, Scream—but something about walking home to the train instead of climbing the stairs out of your parents’ basement in the ‘burbs takes some of the spook out of the experience. The suburbs are scary, sure—where else can you walk around in a mechanic’s jumpsuit and a horrifying mask without anyone looking twice at you?—but there’s no shortage of things to be scared of in our more populated, less wooded environs. So here, presented with no claims to comprehensiveness, are 16 horror films that will make any late-night walk to the subway a little creepier. (more…)