“Everybody should be testing their soil before they garden,” said Allison Currier, an organizer at NAG. “North Brooklyn especially. That’s because if you’re a resident of Greenpoint or Williamsburg, in all likelihood you’ve got some lead on your hands.
This is Happening
Carnival has already been pretty wild this year, and it hasn’t even started in earnest. Down in New Orleans last week, the satirical Krewe du Vieux and Krewe Delusion processions brought plenty of raunchy anti-Trump floats and golden shower gags, as you can see from the photos and video sprinkled below. And not even those could top the Wild West-themed Trump float spotted at an Italian carnivale. But please, folks, let’s not let our jester-in-chief ruin what should be a glorious time of indulgence. Come Fat Tuesday, you should be fully focused on snagging free booze, southern grub, and freebies– that’s right, some local spots are prepared to throw more than just beads at you. Here’s who’s letting the good times roll this year.
OMG. When we dorked out about spotting that gentrification graffiti from Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt, we had no idea we’d actually get to meet Tituss Burgess, aka Titus Andromedon. But here is, coming to Bowery & Vine to sign bottles of his new wine, Pinot by Tituss Burgess. Wait a minute, they didn’t call it Peeno Noir?? What’s more, a description of the 2014 Santa Barbara County pinot doesn’t even say whether it goes with caviar, Myanmar, mid-sized car. Or whether it’s available at your local leather bar.
When Quimby’s opened up a few weeks back just off the Metropolitan stop, Williamsburg gained another hip little bookstore in an area where it sometimes feels like culture is on the way out. Thankfully, Quimby’s is the real deal, even if it’s a revival of a Chicago institution first opened by Steven Svymbersky in the ’90s.
But wait a minute, isn’t there already a specialty book store on the block? Yeah, there most definitely is: Desert Island, probably the best comic bookstore in the city, and maybe one of the most glorious shops dedicated solely to graphic novels and arty comics.
What’s the only thing that could get hoarders, single ladies, animal breeders, professional witches, Japanophiles, Exotic Joe voters, and Instagram famous cats into one room? Cat Camp, which calls itself New York City’s “first feline-focused symposium” is coming the the Metropolitan Pavilion in Chelsea on Saturday, March 11, and Sunday, March 12, for a weekend-long program ranging from serious discussions led by cat experts to a meet-n’-greet with celebrity cat Lil Bub.
Marches can be exhausting. When you need to recover, here’s where to rock out to bands or get down to beats while supporting organizations fighting the good fight.
We Support Planned Parenthood
Thursday, February 2 at The Graham, 8 pm to 4 am. $20 suggested donation.
Williamsburg bar and club The Graham kicks off a series of benefit shows with a night dedicated to Planned Parenthood. The party starts at 8 pm and goes all the way into the wee hours of the night, with seven DJs donating their time to keep the tunes bumping non-stop. Expect sets from Jacuzzi Jefferson of Pool Cosby, House of Yes resident DJ David Kiss, Australian DJ and producer Akki, house and techno maven Sophia MA of DJ crew Tribes NY, Will OB going b2b with A-A-RON, and Alex Rose.
Nowadays, it’s common to see one generation insisting that the other will never understand them, whether its Jerry Seinfeld lamenting that college kids are “too PC,” the drag performer Lady Bunny balking at “crybabies” and new pronouns, or tweens making memes decrying the whole bootstraps thing (every Boomer’s favorite piece of outdated advice).
Given this disconnect, it’s not everyday that you see a generational cross section of people in the same room together, let alone actually listening to each other. This rings especially true for people in the queer community, who experience generational differences in even starker terms because of the gaping hole that the AIDS epidemic left behind. But bridging this gap is exactly what La MaMa’s Squirts: Generations of Queer Performance seeks to do.
Whenever someone compares Brooklyn to Oakland, an angel loses its wings, and is sent plunging straight down to hell where the sexless being is reborn as an enormous phallus– imagine, like, a hedge fund manager or, in some cases, a real-estate developer.
That’s because the observation usually has to do with the proximity of a relatively much more prosperous place like Manhattan or San Fransisco (actually those are mostly just super fancy places no matter how you slice it) and based on dumb facts like that you can take a train between the two (the BART, the MTA respectively). Oh, and there’s also that whole gentrification thing– like parts of Brooklyn, Oakland has been declared fabulously “up-and-coming” (barf).
The truth is that, aside from stupid comparisons like these–usually found in real-estate ads, or grunted between high-five’ing bros–Oakland and our beloved borough actually do have some real stuff in common.
One recent X-Mas, three, maybe four years ago, my then-BF/now very much ex-BF, and I were out gift shopping (aka escaping family time), and making our way through every thrift shop we could find in our hometown. I can’t remember the exact year this all went down, but I can say with certainty that it was long before rumors of a Twin Peaks remake were circulating. I distinctly remember this BF grabbing something off a dusty bookshelf and clutching it close to his chest like he’d come across a $1.99 bowling bag full of hundo stacks. Actually, it was beat-up old cassette tape, though not just any U2 or Bon Jovi piece of trash, but the soundtrack to Twin Peaks.
Dreading the crush at the Union Square Holiday Market? These indie alternatives will be right up your alley/down your chimney.
Morbid Anatomy Holiday Flea Market
Sunday, December 11 at The Bell House, 12-6 pm
What says “Happy Holidays” better than gifts of taxidermy, osteology, and diaphonized specimens? The Morbid Anatomy Holiday Market will feature vendors with the best vintage and one-of-a-kind gifts for that Wednesday Addams on your list. This time around, there’ll be medicinal curiosities from Ryan Matthew Cohn, odd antiques from Evan Michelson, Mexican folk art and vintage jewelry from Daisy Tainton, natural history specimens from Wilder Duncan, handcrafted printed goods and wet specimens from Mark Moritat Splatter, ceramics and vintage books from Elizabeth New, diaphonized specimens from Adam Hutter, and more.
Between the looming Metrocard fare hike and the L-pocalypse, your feelings about the MTA are probably pretty grinchy right now. But let this serve as a cheery reminder that the Transit Museum’s Nostalgia Trains are back on the rails for the holiday season. They made their debut on Saturday, as you can see from the ‘gram below, and will creak back to life December 4, 11, and 18. The train cars, which were in service from the ’30s through the ’70s, will leave from Second Avenue F stop at 10am, 11:30am, 1:00pm, 2:30pm, and 4pm on those Sundays, and make all stops to Queens Plaza.
It’s impossible to ignore it—this is a weird, weird day in New York City. The Trump-fueled angst is palpable. Subway cars are eerily silent. Everyone is avoiding eye contact. Masses of people are moping around like their dog just died. But a few positive thinkers are channeling good vibes at an impromptu gathering that started this morning in Union Square. Keep Reading »