Have you heard the one about the mom who decided to shake off her post-election blues by taking a walk through the woods in Chappaqua, only to bump into Bill and Hillary Clinton, walking their dog? The resulting photo has swept the internet, and offered some degree of solace to Clinton supporters. Meanwhile, Bernie Sanders die-hards are probably thinking, “Boy, I wouldn’t mind running into Bernie somewhere. I bet that guy could use a hug, too.” Don’t worry, Berners– you needn’t go trekking through the woods of Vermont to make it happen. (“Oh, hi, Bernie! I was just here for some maple syrup.”) This Monday, the candidate will be at the Barnes & Noble at 555 Fifth Avenue, in Midtown, posing with fans who’ve bought a copy of his new book, Our Revolution: A Future to Believe In.
If you thought Donald Trump would only win if hell froze over, you’re probably putting on a North Face jacket right about now and thinking, “So much for eating outdoors ever again!” Okay, that was an awkward segway from election talk, but come on, we gotta focus on the positive. And here’s a welcome development: the folks who operated summertime barbecue spot Pig Beach in Gowanus are soldiering on through the winter with a new pop-up, Pig Beach Burger. They’ve moved into a 1,900-square-foot indoor space adjacent their sprawling patio and are now turning out some enticing sandwiches in addition to the cheeseburgers they were serving during finer weather.
Okay, so I can’t say with total confidence that MoMA PS1 threw the best Halloween party on Saturday, but as a lover of geodesic domes I can’t imagine who could’ve topped the gigantic one in the Long Island City art museum’s courtyard (seriously, check out its installation).
Have you ever gone to a performance and wished you could straight up tell whoever’s on stage what to do? Like, without getting kicked out?
“I’m proud to say that we have the largest collection of syphilitic genitals in the entire United States,” Tim League announced last night as he pulled back a red curtain in the back room of Alamo Drafthouse’s bar. But more about that later.
Sure, it’s mid-October, but it’s also pushing 80 degrees today, so we’re not completely insane to give you a heads up about a beachside restaurant. Over the weekend, Whit’s End grand-opened its new spot in Jacob Riis Park.
Our love of geodesic domes is such that we’re willing to travel uptown for them, so imagine our excitement when we noticed a trio of them being erected at the corner of Varick and Canal, near the Holland Tunnel. OMG, could these be the orgy domes of the future? A new pied–à–terre for Jack White’s brother? The latest iteration of PS1’s art dome? A long-overdue Buckminster Fuller museum?
“I think I had six-pack abs for a week when I was 16,” says Jonny Porkpie with a laugh, pushing his long, brown hair behind his head.
For the past 14 or so years (he’s lost track), Jonny has immersed himself in the field of burlesque. With a background in theater, a burlesque-themed mystery thriller (The Corpse Wore Pasties) under his belt, and another novel on its way, he sees burlesque as the ultimate opportunity for creative expression.
By now you’ve heard that the folks at Williamsburg’s beloved Nitehawk Cinema are giving a $10 million makeover to Park Slope’s ratty Pavilion theater. Which is good news to anyone who has ever gone to Smorgasburg in Prospect Park and thought, “Oh, I’d like to see Snowden but I forgot my bed bug detector.” Still, there are likely some nostalgics who will miss the Pavilion and bitch about the hipsters taking it over and ruining everything with Werner Herzog-themed cocktails like the Even Dewar’s Started Small. (Hey, at least tickets won’t cost $32, like they do for VIP seats at South Street Seaport’s new dine-in theater.)
“This is the new punk. Republican is the new cool,” said Milo Yiannopoulos at the reception for #DaddyWillSaveUs, a pro-Trump art exhibition that opened Saturday at Wallplay’s Gallery 151 in Chelsea.
Halloween came early this weekend as New York Comic Con took over the Javits Center and surrounding area. I stopped in briefly to see if the Topps stand was selling the new Garbage Pail Kids series, “Disgrace to the White House”, and faced a crush of humanity as I tried to make my way to the Drippy Donald cards. Best thing I saw on the way there was probably the dude dressed as Barf the mog (half man, half dog– he’s his own best friend). Until the Spaceballs sequel actually happens, it’s the only thing we’ve got. Click through our slideshow to see who else made the scene, and then check out scenes from the cosplay cruise that served as an after-party.
When John Mulaney and Nick Kroll told Marc Maron who they wanted for “Oh, Hello on Broadway,” they mentioned that Alan Alda, Bernie Sanders, and Donald Trump’s doctor were on their wish list. After all, they’re rich man’s versions of Gil Faizon and George St. Geegland, the creepy, crusty Upper West Side roommates who rose to fame as characters on Kroll Show. Last night at the Lyceum Theatre, Donald’s doc failed to show up, but there were plenty of Trump jokes when Katie Couric made a surprise appearance.