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.
With Internet Week booting up Monday, organizers of the annual tech-stravaganza have just sent word that none other than Abbi Jacobson and Ilana Glazer will do the opening keynote conversation. The Broad City co-creators are slated to chat with Marie Claire editor-in-chief Anne Fulenwide at the fest’s headquarters, the Metropolitan Pavilion in Chelsea. Let’s hope they spill some details on their new film deal with Paul Feig.
La Monte Young, the minimalist master whose trailblazing work with droning has influenced everyone from the Velvet Underground to Sonic Youth to Brian Eno, who once called him “the daddy of us all,” made a rare public appearance at Red Bull Studios on Thursday, dropping some tantalizing details about a new Dream House installment coming in June to Dia:Chelsea.
I hate to say it, but I can sort of imagine Natasha Vaynblat, when she was Ms. Vaynblat, coming off at first as the teacher who could be walked all over. She’s nice, cute, and says things like “oh my gosh” with complete sincerity, but her unassuming nature belies her comic demeanor. During her four years as a teacher (she left the job in 2013, for comedy), Natasha loved to prank her students. In “United Federation of Teachers,” her first one-woman show at UCB Chelsea, the audience gets to see both her victories over troublemakers and her hilarious miscalculations, all of which remind me of the myriad reasons why I’ll never willingly put myself in charge of children. B+B spoke with her over the phone about her experiences and her new show.
All aboard the S.S. Boozy Brunch. After a winter-long hiatus, the bar-on-a-barge known to most as the Frying Pan welcomed back its devotees yesterday with beer, sangria, and a new spring menu.
With My 1992 Diary, Dawn Luebbe has become the adult star of her own awkward childhood. Officially released last night at Word in Greenpoint, the book collects Dawn’s fifth-grade diary entries, photographs, and essays into what she calls a general “celebration of the awkward phase.” Tonight Dawn will be performing her stage show at UCB Theatre in Chelsea along with five other comedians who’ll tell stories and read letters from their pre-teen pasts. In addition to recently starring in a series of animated shorts based on her book (peep one of them below), Dawn has also been featured in comedy sketches for College Humor, Nickmom and UCB. We chatted with her earlier today.
“We didn’t want it to be a party,” said Sarah Reynolds, a director at Root Studios, as a crowd gathered outside of the North 14th Street photo studio and Narragansett flowed freely in what’s normally its echoing room. “We wanted people to be able to talk and show their work.” But that didn’t stop over 300 from showing up to the first Works in Progress on word-of-mouth and a last-minute email blast alone.
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