When the Lower East Side Film Festival starts Thursday, Mike Love of the Beach Boys will be one of six judges. Love, who co-wrote and sang lead vocals on hits like “California Girls,” “I Get Around,” and “Fun, Fun, Fun,” tells us he’s watched over a dozen films in preparation for the 10-day fest, but one film he says he hasn’t yet had a chance to see is Love & Mercy, the newly released biopic about his cousin and former bandmate Brian Wilson. Still, when we spoke to him Monday, Love addressed some of the band drama (or lack thereof?) depicted in the film. And before he raced off to create “excitations” in his audience (50 years later, the Beach Boys continue to spread good vibes on tour, with Love as MC), he also filled us in on a book that will tell his own story.
Northside Festival is here, which means all your favorite venues are going to be filled with butt loads of people. If you’re hitting up any one of your usual spots in Brooklyn for a show this weekend– even this year’s venue newcomers like Alphaville, Aviv, and Pet Rescue are in the fest’s fold– chances are it’s going to be a Northside joint. So if you’re gonna really get out there and do the damn thing this weekend, save yourself some trubz and grip a pass. You may lament the crowds, but you can’t deny that a festival brings something like pure joy to your usual Friday or Saturday night kicks.
Based on what we’ve learned from close observers of festival culture, you’re likely to see naturally occurring people dressed in cringe-inducing headdresses and bro boats shotgunning beers. But since this is North Brooklyn and not Bro-chella, we’re guessing the headwear will be a little more culturally self-aware (e.g. an ode to 19th century farmers who had it made or something) and at least those beers will be craft. But remember, Northside may be the thing to do, but it’s not all there is.
Queer fashionistas crowded into the basement of the Ace Hotel this past Sunday, hoping to get their shot at a runway spot for a gender nonconforming fashion show called VERGE that will be presented at the Brooklyn Museum during New York Fashion Week 2015. VERGE will be produced by four organizations—dapperQ, bklyn boihood, Die Young Die Happy (DYDH) Productions, and Posture Magazine—each of which chose two independent designers to showcase at the fall event. Sunday’s open casting call aimed to offer a diverse selection of models for the designers to choose from and to give an opportunity for those in the New York queer community who are interested in fashion but not necessarily professional models to be a part of the show.
Robert Alan Diaz, a 39-year-old rapper from Brooklyn who went by the stage name Pumpkinhead, died yesterday in a New Jersey hospital. The cause of death has not been released. [NY Daily News]
Early Friday night a Greenpoint store clerk was arrested for assault after throwing a soda bottle at a customer’s face. [Brooklyn Paper]
I always dreamed of crossing paths with Bill Murray at a Williamsburg diner, or maybe a bus stop in Peru. Instead it happened yesterday evening as he hosted Poets House’s 20th annual “Poetry Walk.” Murray led a bevy of poets and gawkers on the annual pilgrimage across the bridge, to be followed by a reading of Walt Whitman’s “Crossing Brooklyn Ferry.”
Last night I spotted this disco Vespa outside of Cafe Colette in Williamsburg (I’m guessing it’s the doing of a restaurateur or bartender, given the “RU21″ in the license plate number) and immediately fantasized about it doing battle with the neighborhood’s other bit of hotness on two wheels (well, four wheels if you include the Misfits sidecar). Take a look below and tell me you don’t want to see these two on the jousting pitch at the next bike kill. Disco vs. punk, who will prevail?
I’m going to say I called this: some years ago, after rewatching Looking For Mr. Goodbar, I wondered why the hell New York’s retro-obsessed restaurateurs hadn’t yet repackaged the fern bar. It seemed like recycling its tiffany lamps and Harvey Wallbangers of the late ’70s and early ’80s would play well with the kitsch cravers who, for instance, flocka to Rocka Rolla to feel like they’re at a working-class midwestern bar. Apparently I wasn’t the only one pondering this: in 2010, the Washington Post wondered if we were due for a fern bar revival, and now Joe Carroll (Spuyten Dyvil, St. Anselm, Fette Sau) and Francesco Panella (Antica Pesa) are bringing it on in a big way.
North Brooklyn has seen its share of campy DIY horror films (think Ava’s Possessions and Summer of Blood), but They Look Like People is dead serious. Last night at the kickoff to Northside Film Festival, Perry Blackshear’s work of psychological suspense elicited gasps during scenes in which its tightly coiled tension snapped like Hitchcock’s noose.
Developers hoping to build an apartment building on the Greenpoint waterfront celebrated a victory via a $58 million loan to help them refinance. [Wall Street Journal]
E. 12th Street now has its very own soccer pitch, officially dubbed as Lower East Side Playground Field. The ribbon-cutting ceremony is set for this afternoon. [EV Grieve]
Queens-based Greek mini-chain MP Taverna is debuted its Driggs Avenue outpost. [Free Williamsburg]
Anyone who attended Bushwick Open Studios this past weekend knows there was a plethora of penetrating art. Especially at the closing weekend of “Housebound,” an exhibit at Chasm Gallery where penises abounded.