This week, you can eat turkey and see shows. I guess you could do that any week, but it’ll feel more significant now.
Until now, Sigiri has been the go-to for Sri Lankan food in the East Village – and pretty much the whole city as far as those who don’t want to venture out to Staten Island are concerned. But starting next month, it’ll get some competition just around the corner.
Banana Leaf is moving to Curry Row, into the space at 326 East Sixth Street currently occupied by Spice Cove, which has the same owner.
“I caught the tail end of when New York was cool,” said a woman waiting in line to watch movies with Shia LaBeouf this morning.
Should she want to relive those days, she might want to forget about #AllMyMovies and catch The Jazz Loft According to W. Eugene Smith, showing Friday and Monday as part of the DOC NYC festival. The documentary by Sara Fishko is an offshoot of her “Jazz Loft Radio Series,” a 10-part WNYC production that unboxed the audio recordings that legendary photographer W. Eugene Smith made while sharing his Chelsea loft with some of the jazz greats of the late ‘50s and early ‘60s. Her new documentary adds a visual element, sharing some of the thousands of photos that Smith took of the loft’s habitués, from Thelonius Monk to Salvador Dali to Warhol’s Ultra Violet, and the street life below.
This week, cash in your change jar because you’re gonna need it for the screening of this lost Riot Grrrl film starring Kathleen Hanna. Also, pick from a bazillion or so documentaries this year at Doc NYC 2015, and more. Read on, friends.
With the title “HOUSE OF LIES,” Johan Wahlstrom’s upcoming exhibition at the Van Der Plas Gallery on the Lower East Side isn’t exactly subtle political commentary. The painting at left (click to enlarge) will be one of several featuring our favorite orange comb-over in the artist’s signature earthy palette. But it’s not just about hating on Trump, says the gallery’s executive assistant Arbi Gjondedaj. “It’s about the social upheaval we see all around us.”
By the looks of things, October’s becoming something of a de facto Queer Film Month in New York City. Which is way cool, we’re always happy to see queer goings-on about town beyond Pride Month. And whether you’re a connoisseur of all things old and aging well, or live solely to soak up ever-refreshing nowness, we’ve got a couple of events that offer a slew of opportunities to attend LGBT movie happenings.
It’s going to be pretty hard to beat Taran Killam’s impression of Donald Trump (above) during the season opener of Saturday Night Live, but the intrepid improvisers at UCB are giving it a shot tonight at 8 p.m. “Trump is President and he’s giving a luxurious speech from the East Room of the White House,” goes the blurb for Trump Dump: President Luxury. “Join him and his paid audience as he updates America on the Hunt for Rosie O’Donnell, the construction of the first ever transcontinental hair oil pipeline and his plan for bronzing illegal immigrant’s babies and using them for actual ships anchors.”
There could be no better statement on the status-driven nature of collecting art than use of the term “affordable’ in describing the art for sale at the 20th annual Affordable Art Fair, running this weekend at The Metropolitan Pavilion. Affordable is defined as something “reasonably priced.” In this particular instance, that means art with a price tag ranging between $100 and $10,000, which begs the question (as it pertains to contemporary art), what the fuck even is “reasonable”?
Is it the price tag in relation to the cost of the materials (srsly, there ain’t enough gold leaf in the world)? Perhaps, it relates to the creative originality of the work, which is a whole different kettle of fish. More likely, it’s something closer to the economic value attached to an artist’s name. This is nothing new. The intersection of art and commerce has long been a topic of heated debate. Yet still, adding insult to injury, this word – affordable.
For the city’s DIY scene, the year 2014 was anything but static– openings, closings, you know the drill. And while one little venue might seem like it’s simply joining the list of short-lived venues and tragic casualties, in all probability, Nola Darling is just getting started.
Northside’s over, and we trust that you made like either a baby or an old person and wore earplugs to every damn one of those million or so shows to protect your ear hairs, mockery be damned. But look who’s laughing now? Instead of having to shout “WHAT?” at absolutely everyone this week, you’ve got room for more shows. We’ll be honest though, this lineup isn’t gonna be much quieter at all. In fact, dare we say at least some of these shows we’ve selected for this week’s Good Shows, will be way, way louder than anything you saw last week. So maybe this time around get yourself some good looking ear plugs? Fashion them out of cotton balls, or perhaps bananas to save yourself some cash? Whatever you do, deal with it somehow– and hey, the Presidential campaigns are picking up speed, so you’re going to need them like what come fall– but most of all do it coz we’ve got a whole other fest for you to attend (with 30 plus bands and cheap, cheap, cheap– we promise), a night of legendary punk and indie players, and the return of one local hardcore band we haven’t seen nearly enough of.
It’s funny that Mallrats will be one of Nitehawk’s first outdoor films of the summer, because we just saw Kevin Smith at Vulture Festival, where he and Jason Mewes did a live taping of their Jay & Silent Bob Get Old podcast.
If there weren’t already enough reasons to visit the High Line (besides gourmet popsicles and nurturing a slow-hatred for waddling tourists) starting tomorrow and running till September 30, you’ll be able to add “indulging your undiscovered design genius through the conduit of Lego” to the list.