Still from The Last Shaman (Courtesy of Raz Degan, Peace Productions)
There seems to be a growing consensus that conventional pharmaceuticals are not so great, as Cat Marnell makes clear in her recently published memoir, How to Murder Your Life. She describes how an Adderall prescription helped her ADD but also put her on a path that led to some serious Sid and Nancy and Girl, Interrupted scenarios (she also got to hang out with Courtney Love, but whatever).
What? You thought the biggest news coming out of James Murphy’s world were those LCD Soundsystem shows launching East Williamsburg venue Brooklyn Steel? I mean, yeah, the band did debut three new songs last night, which was great for the people who managed to beat the bots and snag tickets (keeping an eye on the Bowery Presents Instagram page helps; last night, some last-minute tickets became available at Rough Trade). For those who didn’t get in on the instantly sold-out shows and don’t want to pay $210+ on Stubhub, there’s this tasty consolation prize: Murphy’s Williamsburg wine bar, The Four Horsemen, has launched a late-night yakitori menu.
If you’ve never been to a Pink Mass show, and everything you had ever wanted to know about BDSM (but were afraid to ask real people) you learned from 50 Shades of Grey, then grab your smelling salts for this one. Even I found myself flinching at photos of the bands live performances– gory scenes of large, sweat-soaked men sheathed in balls-to-the-wall bondage gear, bending into various shapes of mastering and submitting, and abiding strictly by the band’s stated “personal interests”:
(Photo by Bryan Bedder/Getty Images for The Estate of Tupac Shakur)
We haven’t seen hype for something like this since that Gilmore Girls coffee shop. Powamekka Cafe, based on a restaurant concept that Tupac came up with before his death in 1996, became a reality last night.
East Village musician David Peel died yesterday at age 73, days after suffering a massive heart attack last week. [Brooklyn]
On March 30, a healthy Chihuahua was found inside a trash compactor at the Vladeck Houses project on Jackson Street. Police are offering a $2,500 reward to anyone who helps them catch a suspect, to be charged with animal cruelty. [DNA Info]
Landlord Dean Galasso has been indicted for six charged mortgage fraud-related charges stemming from his 10-unit property at 43 Essex Street. [Bowery Boogie]
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Joanna Arnow’s Bad at Dancing highly personal, and highly awkward documentary–appropriately titled i hate myself :)– makes Welcome to the Dollhouse look like a film about a well-adjusted family. Arnow sums up her motivation in the form of a question at the film’s outset: “Is James a good person to be dating?” Prepare to laugh your sphincter right out of your butt when the BF climaxes following a reluctant hump and tells Arnow sweetly: “Feels good, babe. Thanks for just lying there.” What a hero.
There’s such an abundance of film fests coming up that it’s hard to imagine hopping aboard the plagued NJ Transit and heading to suburban New Jersey for one– even if Stephen Colbert did do a Talking Heads cover in support of it. But this seems like a pretty good excuse to check out the Montclair Film Festival next month: a documentary about the making of Lee Ranaldo’s next album will screen May 5 and 6, with tickets going on sale Friday. Best part: The former Sonic Youth singer/guitarist himself will be on hand to play a couple of songs, and for a Q&A with filmmaker Fred Riedel.
Jupiter Disco is already one of our favorite time warps, what with its Blade Runner-esque lighting, electronics that look like they were pilfered from a Soviet junkyard, and the 8-bit cocktail menu (and “safe space” disclaimer) scrolling on an old monitor behind the bar. Now they’re unleashing a retro happy hour to match.
Next week, the East Williamsburg bar and DJ den is debuting the first in a series of Wormholes menus, each of which will offer $8 cocktails associated with a specific time and place. Al Sotack, the former Death + Co bartender who opened the place late last year with Maks Pazuniak, was still priming his flux capacitor when we called him today and didn’t want to reveal much. But he did say the bar would be “spinning the dial on our time machine pretty frequently,” so you can expect the theme menus to change several times during the coming months.
Sure, the first boat got stuck in the mud on its way up from the Gulf Coast, but it looks like the city’s new ferry service is really, actually happening. And, for once, sooner than expected: Mayor de Blasio announced today– via the delightful chiptune promo above– that the Rockaway route will launch May 1, meaning you’ll soon get to pay your respects to the washed-up whale that was buried on the beach this week. Or, less morbidly: tacos! Tacoway Beach reopens in less than 22 days, according to the countdown clock we’ve had our eye on all winter.
Inside of a simple wooden box, elevated about five feet off the ground, sits a 16mm Elmo film projector. The sound of its spinning reels is muffled by foam egg crates, and its lens is aimed at a far wall. This is the beating heart of Light Industry, an experimental, repertory cinema that’s celebrating five years in Greenpoint.