Valentine’s Day has technically passed, so all you single people can breathe a sigh of relief and all you non-single people can also breathe a sigh of relief because the pressure to give into capitalism has maybe lessened a little. Depending on who you are, of course. But if you’re longing to stay in the spirit of flowers, chocolates, and a pink n’ red color palette, this edition of Greta Titelman’s Room Service comedy show at The Jane has got you covered. With a lineup full of love-worthy folks like Bowen Yang, Lorelei Ramirez, Alyssa Stonoha, Petey DeAbreu, Blair Socci, Tom Thakkar, and Ricky Velez, you’ll be sure to spend the night feeling warm inside, expelling laughs from your gullet in only the most loving of fashions. Rounding out the bunch will be two individuals aiming their Cupid’s arrow in a more musical way: Ruby McCollister and Tim Platt as “resident songbird” and “heartthrob,” respectively. Keep Reading »
Residents, activists, community groups and their elected representatives gathered at the steps of City Hall yesterday afternoon with a Valentine’s Day message for Mayor de Blasio. Their request – to convert the long vacant P.S. 64 building in the East Village into a community center and disallow owner Gregg Singer from developing it into a college dorm.
New work by JJ Brine of Vector Gallery (Image courtesy of the artist, JJ Brine)
Last time we spoke to JJ Brine, the man behind “the official art gallery of Satan,” he told us that Donald J. Trump was “pure poison.” That was in August, right after the Republican National Convention. JJ, the self-declared “Crown Prince of Hell,” refused to say much more about the GOP candidate, even though Brine had his own political agenda: He had just tabled a plan to bring Vector Gallery to Washington D.C. in order to “‘program” the presidential elections and cause “systemic shifts in the geopolitical configuration of power in the Middle East.”
Local politicians are condemning the “reprehensible symbolism” of swastikas that appeared in a South Williamsburg apartment building, and are calling on the Trump administration to denounce what they say is a result of “the politics of hatred and fear.”
A statement released this afternoon speaks out against the anti-semitic graffiti that appeared last week in the Schaefer Landing apartment building on Kent Street, home to a large number of Orthodox Jews.
Has Trump’s regime induced suspicion of everyone you date? You’re not alone. The new presidency makes us want to do a lot of things, but dropping trou definitely isn’t one of them. I mean, dating in New York City was hard enough without having to worry about whether that coffee shop meet-cute might land you in a first date with a Trump supporter, to say nothing of online dating, where well-chronicled fatigue seems to preclude even the possibility of a politically sound romance.
But a lack of libido didn’t stop Andrew Nosrati, an Iranian-American tech distributor in East Williamsburg, from attempting to use the Brooklyn dating scene as a recruitment pool for #TheResistance. For the past few weeks, Nosrati has been using his Tinder profile to gather anti-Trump forces.
In response to recent ICE raids throughout the United States, a coalition of immigration and criminal justice reform organizations rallied New Yorkers to protest on Saturday, drawing hundreds of people to Washington Square Park. At least 40 undocumented people, including a Bushwick man, were detained in New York City during the week prior to the event, among 600 other similar cases across the country.
Gazoo To The Moon: Next Dimension Opening Friday February 17 at Superchief Gallery, 6 pm to 10 pm.
Street artist Gazoo To the Moon is seemingly everywhere; even if you don’t think you’ve heard of him, it’s more than likely he’s caught your eye. If you’ve walked down the street and seen the phrase “To the moon” followed by a sweeping arrow, that’s him. Lately, he’s branched out from his signature phrase and has begun constructing elaborate line designs in neon colors, perfect for tripping out under a blacklight. Gazoo’s work has been recently showcased in a show co-presented by Mountain Dew, popular party series BangOn, and in installations for Refinery29 and Turnstyle at the Columbus Circle subway station. This time, he’s taking over Superchief Gallery’s location in Greenpoint bar Tender Trap. Grab a drink, and go galactic.
“Some very unsavory people threatened me into opening this chocolate shop,” says Sebastien Brecht.
Brecht is the owner of Obsessive Chocolate Disorder (OCD), an artisanal chocolaterie opening this week on East 4th Street in the East Village. And the unsavory people he refers to, in his characteristic deadpan humor, are his wife and two kids.
Mary Lattimore, Rosali, Energy Star, DJ Nina Tuesday February 14, 8 pm at Trans-Pecos: $10 in advance/ $12 at the door
If you’re anything like me, you will be spending Valentine’s Day alone. But cheer up, flying solo is not such a terrible fate– just think about all the stupid flowers you won’t have to carry around in some silly bouquet or whatever, and all that dumb perfume you don’t have to spray all over your body just to smell like the mall. Unlike everyone else, you’re gonna spend your V Day being aggressively single, which means leaving your apartment, head held high, and rocking your natural scent with pride, because you’re going to need all the pheromones you can muster.