Welcome back to IRL. Here’s to hoping you had a good one being equal parts proud to live in a country where you don’t have to think too hard about what went into your readily available Apple phone and palm oil snacks, and all “pshhh” about the whole affair. We’re also fingers-crossed that you didn’t go too DIY on fireworks after a failed reconnaissance mission ‘cross the Pennsylvania border (really, you gotta know a guy to get anything close to decent fireworks ’round these parts)– because fingers and toes are maybe more valuable than even the most awe-inducing homemade mortar blast or Roman candle to your unsuspecting friend’s face. In the interest of such things, maybe you didn’t get your kicks, but fear not, there are better, much safer ways to get your thrills via rock n’ roll. Take this week to scoot your butt to some shows and allow yourself to revel. Believe us, it’ll make up at least a little bit for this increasingly less-explosive holiday.
It’s been almost a full year since we first caught up with the three guys behind Our Wicked Lady; needless to say, the East Williamsburg bar-venue-studio hybrid is unrecognizable as the gutted industrial space we first happened upon. Incandescent bulbs shine down on a long wooden bar, behind which glows an illuminated drink menu. “Do you think that font is too small?” Wayne Gordon asked.
While tonight is the soft opening (friends, family, and investors only), it’s clear Wayne and his partners Zachary Glass and Keith Hamilton, all service industry vets, are set on making everything just right for July 8 when they open their doors for real. “It’s going to be crazy,” Wayne said of the grand opening.
Here it is, folks. If you’re looking to plunk down on the avenue and get a buzz on while your fellow denizens scurry to and fro as if there’s more to life than slurping oysters in God’s great outdoors, this is the only map you’ll need all summer. Give it a gander to find most every bar and restaurant with sidewalk seating in the B+B domain. And go ahead and bookmark this bad boy, because we’ll be adding to it throughout the summer to make it still more comprehensive. It’s like the Boss said: when you’re out in the street, you feel all right.
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It’s official now, right? We’ve entered the season of sweat. We’re all gonna smell like crap from here until depression, and shows are the perfect bacteria-breeding, lust-filled eco-chambers for housing all those fun city smells under one decrepit roof. Unless you’re so lucky as to find yourself a backyard show, or better yet a backyard show series like the one happening at Union Pool, get ready for seriously noxious fumes. But just imagine, with Summer Thunder you’ll be able to get rowdy in the heat of a summer show and be able to breathe. They don’t say Union Pool is the straight man’s cruising heaven for nothing. We’ll keep an eye out for more open-air music happenings, but until then, when heading to your neighborhood DIY dungeon, don’t forget to break out the kerchiefs, patchouli, or even a plague mask if you can swing it, you’re gonna need em.
It’s that time of the week again. Scrambling to see what’s happening this weekend? Well, we don’t blame you for allowing yourself to check out of existence for the majority of the work week — attention spans are getting shorter and shorter as we hurtle toward holiday. Just kidding, we don’t get months off work to enjoy what little nice weather we’re blessed with each year, this isn’t freaking Europe. But at least you can pretend like something as blissful is on the horizon. We need something to keep us going and frequently lying to yourself works just as well as actual hope, for a brief time anyway. But you know what else helps to keep this awful world seem less so? live musical acts. So consider our weekly offerings after the jump.
Arts and music rag 1.21 Gigawatts has announced the lineup for its annual music fest, going down July 24 to 26 at The Wick, The Well and the soon-to-open Our Wicked Lady. This year’s headliners are Atlanta punkers Black Lips, chip-tune wackos Anamanaguchi, and Chicago-area longtimers Braid. But there are a slew of other bands worth catching, including perennial festival favorites Ava Luna and other B+B picks like Lodro, Hondruas, Shark? and more. Tickets ($30 or $60 depending whether you’re doing one day or all three) go on pre-sale today at noon (password is savetheclocktower) and then officially go on sale Friday. Here’s the initial lineup.
I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling like I’ve come down with a fever of sorts– SPRING FEVER that is. But truly, there’s something in the air as the seasons change. Remember that first warm weekend back in April? The really violent one? Well, according to some studies violent crime is more common in the summer months, meaning as the temperature boils, so do tempers. Strange, coz we’re feeling nothing but bliss right now. At one point all this hullabaloo about “the L train set” packing up and leaving to live under the sunny skies of LA might have made us feel left out. Hell, if I’d read such slander back when I was still hoofing it through the graffitied garbage-snow, perhaps I too would have resorted to green-eyed violence. But now that it’s beautiful out, I can scoff at all those stylists, tattooers, and Jemima Kirke wannabes who moved to LA LA Land because no matter what the Times says, in terms of culture, we still got it. Right kids? Our weekly show report is proof of that if nothing else.
It’s finally almost here, New York’s Alright 2015! Get excited for this year’s all things punk fest where tons of related official and unofficial happenings are being held in and around Bushwick, Greenpoint, East Williamsburg, and the Lower East Side. And you can stop screaming now, this isn’t a festival in any traditional / horrendous sense of the word, meaning you can put all your eggs in a basket marked “no” as in no you aren’t going to find anyone looking “Coachella as fuck” at this event. Or maybe you will. I haven’t turned on any TVs in a while so there’s a distinct possibility I’ve just been asleep at the wheel and Coachella hats are the new normcore. Well, normcore be damned — it’s time to break out your spikes, boys and girls (but only if you like saxophones).
Week in Live Music: Last Punk Bits Before the Big Fest and Thank Heavens For Indie That’s… Different
Welcome to another end of the work week. You’re probably busy eyes-locked on the clock counting down the seconds until you can sprint out the door, straight into the nearest bodega, and pop the cap off your brown bag to bliss. Too busy to look for what the hell you’re gonna do with your ears tonight. Lucky for you we have a few stellar options lined up for tonight and beyond. We have a tiny dose of punk for you, but we’re holding the Big Gulp until next week, so get ready. In the meantime, step outside of the only genre that matters for a few minutes and you know, expand your mind.
Making a weekend show list was insanely easy this time around because there are an outrageous number of amazing happenings stuffed into a tiny slice of time, so choose wisely guys. Take your pick from surprises, standbys, newish venus, and secret locations. Believe it or not, it’s all happening within the next 48 hours.
Speaking of believing, you should probably, definitely hit David Blaine’s The Steakhouse– a newish DIY spot in where else? Bushwick. We’ve been in touch with the management over there and after this weekend will hopefully have a better idea of what kind of magic tricks we’re dealing with and whether or not this spot will reign as Bushwick’s most exciting steak dining destination. They’ve got a great deal of stiff competition.
You better believe we’re back with a sick music lineup for your eyes and ears only, boys and girls. This week, take advantage of the following opportunities to step outside your comfort zone. We’re not saying you should put yourself in a situation where you should dance. As if. Trust us, we’d never ask you to do something as unattractive as that. Rather, swoop into one new East Village venue and hit up another Greenpoint one that gets a lot less love than it deserves. Or just stick with the tried and true party spots, your choice. Gobble up these juicy sound waves while you can still feel em.