I can come up with a handful of half-decent excuses to not talk to a canvasser on the street, ranging from the whiny to the legit– I really am too broke to help. But to tell the truth, I also don’t want to get into a difficult conversation about the dismal state of the world. Don’t we have enough of that shoved down our social media feeds everyday? So yes, turns out I am that person that we wrote about in October, the one who brushes past Amnesty International canvassers. There’s an art to it, too: first I let my gaze turn steely, then I tighten the grip on my bag and put on an air of a person with a purpose. It works like a charm and at worst, I’m left with a slight twinge of guilt.
Yemeni workers at a Bushwick bodega are fearful about Trump’s executive order on immigration. [DNAinfo]
Here’s a look at the history of protest in the Village. [Off the Grid]
A 180-year-old building on East Broadway has been demolished to make way for first-of-its-kind modular housing. [Bowery Boogie]
At first glance Luksus– an extension of the bar’s overly-lit, Nordic minimalist setting– inspired a lot of gaggy, knee-jerk, and not so glowing reactions. But like frowny Nordic people themselves and, say, Ikea furniture, the restaurant grew on critics and customers, who seemed to get used to the stiff, hardened outer layer. That is, until chef Daniel Burns peaced out and Luksus abruptly closed, Michelin star and all. But, as of this week, Tørst is back in the restaurant biz, and a new chef seems to have taken notice of the initial criticism.
Sharkmuffin, Def. GRLS, Stringer, The Wants, Taottss
Tuesday January 31, 7:30 pm at The Knitting Factory: $10
Here’s a great way to get an early-week jumpstart on shaking out your iHunch, and you don’t even have to drop lunch-times-three to attend an oversold yoga class where you will probably just get a black eye anyway after getting kicked in the face by some newly enlightened finance bro trying to hold flying crow pose. (You know the type: he invaded your yoga class after joining Pantsuit Nation on Facebook and buying a bunch of expensive safety pins.) Sharkmuffin is a super magnetic, neu garge, and occasionally surf rock-strumming threesome (or “glam-grunge,” as they prefer) who balance hard partying with “opti-mystic” vibes.
With the opening of Gotham Market in Fort Greene this weekend, Brooklyn gained yet another fancy food market, adding to our city’s ever-growing assortment of what are essentially upscale mall food courts catering toward fresh-obsessed gastrodorks, stoner-bro cooks, hipster foodies with mad money to blow on artisanal popsicles, and vulnerable hangover zombies. Gotham Market, for example, swaps out Sbarro for Apizza Regionale, serving brick oven pizza, “locally-sourced Italian fare,” and charcuterie. For once, this isn’t just another outpost for the Smorgasburg empire– actually, as the ground-floor tenant at The Ashland, one of the new luxury high-rise buildings sprouting all over the “Brooklyn Cultural District,” it is something else entirely.
Hundreds gathered in Tompkins Square Park last night in a “Rally Against Hate,” responding to Donald Trump’s executive orders on immigration. The president’s directives last week to bar entry of immigrants from seven majority-Muslim countries has particular poignance in the East Village, a neighborhood that has long been defined by its immigrant community. The park has served as a gathering space for protest for over a century, from the 1857 immigrant outcry against unemployment and food shortages, to its 1960s incarnation as a counterculture activist hub, to the Trump outrage last night.
Hanksy’s Trump Dump mural had to come down, but there’s still a, well, shit-ton of anti-Trump graffiti, street art, and sign boards floating around the streets of NYC. In what we suspect will be a recurring feature, we’ve gathered just some of these pieces de resistance, spotted in recent days in B+B’s coverage area. Even your local egg and cheese guy is getting in on the action, as evidenced by the photo at left, snapped by Chris Stein of Blondie. Add links to your own favorites in the comments.
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Black Lives Matter Art Show
Opening Tuesday January 31 at The Living Gallery, 12 pm – 10 pm. Reception and performances 7 pm to 10 pm. One day only.
This pop-up art show, on view for one day only, features the work of Carla Cubit, who has created art in conjunction with Black Lives Matter in the form of posters, mixed media assemblages, and photos of BLM protests in the NYC area. The daylong event will also feature musical performances, a jam session, a speaker from “mobile social justice museum” The Museum of Impact, and an artist talk.
Throughout the day, a variety of BLM necklaces, magnets, pins, and other creations will be on sale for only $1, and The Stop Mass Incarceration Network will be offering posters for free. If you’d like to get involved on the creative side of things, there will be materials for folks to make their own posters or Black Lives Matter-inspired artwork. If you’re not artistically inclined, attendees are also encouraged to simply share their thoughts on the BLM movement.
Lately, just reading a newspaper can seem like an act of masochism, so why not sport S&M gear at that next rally. And here’s your new go-to accessory: the “NOT MY PRESIDENT” harness by New York designer Zana Bayne. According to the “post-fetish leather” brand’s Instagram, they were made for Bayne’s team to wear to the Women’s March (even her mom sported one) and are now being sold to the general public. At $375 you might have to be the silver ballgown type to afford one (Bayne’s designs have appeared on Beyonce, Gaga, you name it) but rest assured 50 percent of proceeds go to Planned Parenthood, and they can be made in vegan PVC. You can snatch one up here.
A little after noon on Saturday, a string of firecrackers sent off loud crackles and smoke billowed over several thousand people in Sara D. Roosevelt Park. After the climactic event, some traditional Chinese performances continued with tai chi, folk songs, dancing, and more.
That’s all she wrote, folks. Penn Station’s (relatively) beloved big board has departed the building. Removal started Tuesday. Throughout the week, as you can see above, workers meticulously disassembled the iconic departure board like Dave murdering Hal in 2001: A Space Odyssey. Below is what the scene looked like today. In lieu of flowers, please send beer money to passengers who’ve just missed their train and need to drown their sorrows at Kabooz’s Bar & Grille.