Earlier this month, when we saw Pharmakon, Genesis P-Orridge, Merzbow and others at “Nothing Changes” during the Red Bull Music Academy Festival, we bumped into legendary no-wave composer Glenn Branca and his wife and ensemble member Reg Bloor in the crowd. Over the thrum on stage, they managed to tell us they’ll be closing out the annual Bang on a Can Marathon, returning to the Winter Garden on June 21.
There’s a lot, a lot on the horizon in the New York City art world. Bushwick Open Studios is coming up and it’s apparently art festival season – seems like the last sigh of culture before everyone hits the beaches and stops giving flying Fs about anything that doesn’t start with “froz” and end with “ita.” Or maybe that’s just us? But we play. Really, because this week we’re back with a list of film happenings that are either artsy in their appeal, packed with must-know facts, or must-see classics you gotta have in your impressive tool box of things you talk about with an air of knowing. Because sure, everyone loves a bikini but unless that bikini is chock full of good stuff to talk about, you’re no better than a virgin margarita – all style, no substance. And who needs that?
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LES assemblyman and the state’s former assembly speaker Sheldon Silver‘s lawyers defended him in court yesterday in the wake of an additional corruption indictment. [NY Daily News]
If there weren’t already enough reasons to visit the High Line (besides gourmet popsicles and nurturing a slow-hatred for waddling tourists) starting tomorrow and running till September 30, you’ll be able to add “indulging your undiscovered design genius through the conduit of Lego” to the list.
As the tides rise and we fast approach our collective demise as a species, it’s a small consolation knowing there are still those of us out there searching for solutions. One such solution, taking the form of yet another pop-up pavilion (or did you think NASA’s was the only one?), landed in the East Village’s First Street Garden this morning, courtesy of ETH Zurich.
Next Saturday, instead of staying home and cruising Tinder, let Lane Moore do the swiping for you. The writer, musician, and stand-up comic produces and hosts the popular show Tinder LIVE!, which returns to the Knitting Factory on June 6. Once again, Moore will offer funny tips and observations about real Tinder profiles, and call on the audience as she decides to swipe left or right. As a warm-up, I asked Moore to reflect on past Tinder experiences (both scary and blush-worthy). Read on as she tells us how to navigate the vast amount of hot bods, tiger pics and corny bios.
In the long lost interview we published today, Mike Patton of Faith No More talked about releasing new music by the Melvins. That was a good decade and a half ago, but King Buzzo et. al. are still at it, having just posted the new single, “Captain Comedown,” off of a split EP they’re releasing with tourmates Le Butcherettes. If you want to get your hands on the Chaos As Usual 10″ — not to mention, see one of the most rip-roarin’ live bands out there — the Melvins will be selling it when they hit Santos Party House on June 29 and 30.
This week, the haters are saying that fro yo spots are “dying like flies,” but nobody told Fancy Juice. The new spot at 69 First Avenue, just above East Fourth Street, celebrates its grand opening today with a “buy one, get one half off” special on drinks like fresh juice, smoothies, shakes, and bubble tea. And rest assured, fro yo is on the way.
So, Faith No More’s comeback album Sol Invictus just debuted at #14 on the Billboard 200 – a hell of an accomplishment for a rock band these days, even if it isn’t quite enough for “album of the year” status (then again, FNM already has an Album of the Year). With the band set to play Madison Square Garden in August, I remembered that sometime around 1998-99, I interviewed frontman Mike Patton for a zine I was trying to put together for the old Knitting Factory, back when it was in Tribeca. The zine didn’t end up happening, so the conversation was never published, but I recently dug up the tape and gave it a listen.
See boy-girl indie pop due from Brooklyn. Yes, you may be thinking, yes, I’ve been here before. But Laura & Greg, despite what might seem like a dry-as-bones band name, make some really fresh tunes. And their new album, Forever For Sure has arrived just in time for the sweltering summer, a time when sweet, minimal jangles that float light as a feather are not only in order, but a necessary respite from the darkness we’ve been treating our ears to the rest of the year. Sweet as they may be, the pair definitely, thankfully doesn’t qualify as twee. Rather, they’ve got serious style, thanks to Greg’s visual art background, and it’s as apparent as ever in their new music video for the album’s title track which, don’t forget, you’re seeing here first.
John Waters dropped into the Powerhouse Arena in Dumbo last night to plug the paperback edition of his hitchhiking chronicle, Carsick, and fulfill everyone’s Instagram fantasies: “I’m a real whore – we’ll do pictures!” he announced to the adoring crowd shortly before the book signing began. But the real question, for fans who’d already read the Prince of Puke’s tales of hitching from Baltimore to San Francisco, was: what’s he working on next?
At 444 E. 13th Street, tenants are suing their landlord for substandard living conditions and mistreatment. Today the plaintiffs will host a press conference at 10 a.m. [EV Grieve]