When Dick Hyman — “a living, breathing encyclopedia of jazz,” per NPR – was a Columbia student, he’d often travel to 7th Avenue and 10th Street in Greenwich Village to catch a glimpse of his heroes playing. Although there were plenty of jazz joints in the neighborhood, the place he loved most was Nick’s Tavern.
Earlier this year, during a chat with Montage of Heck director Brett Morgen, we broke news that a Kurt Cobain solo album was in the works. As of Friday, the posthumous album, culled from over 200 hours of home recordings found on 108 stored cassettes, is now out in the world, and it’s every bit what Morgen promised.
Hundreds of people, including Mayor Bill de Blasio, poured into Washington Square Park this afternoon for a “New York is Paris” gathering intended to send “love and support to the people of France” following last night’s terror attacks. Watch our video to hear from the mayor and others who gathered around the arch, sometimes breaking into France’s national anthem. Tonight, the monument, modeled after the Arc de Triomphe in Paris, was lit in the colors of the French flag.
It’s back-to-school time, which means hardened hustlers have a fresh crop of bright-eyed, bushy-tailed young things willing to stop, chat, and be talked into buying a genuine Movado watch for $20. (They don’t call it St. “Marks” Place for nothing.) And that steady hum you hear? That’s the sound of CD burners whirring.
According to an alert from NYU’s public safety department, two students were robbed by a group of “CD bullies” at the corner of Broadway and 10th Street on Sunday, at around 3:10 p.m. Here’s a description of the incident — the latest of several.
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With NYU having prevailed in a lawsuit that contested its expansion and Cooper Union just this week settling a lawsuit brought by opponents of its new tuition scheme, you’d think things would’ve quieted at the neighboring academic institutions. But yesterday students and faculty of both, along with those of New School, marched to NYU’s doomed Greenwich Village gymnasium to make clear that they weren’t giving up the fight.
Brooklyn filmmaker Alex Ross Perry and Elisabeth Moss, star of his new film Queen of Earth, may be the first duo to do back-to-back q&as at MoMA and MoMI. They were at the Museum of Modern Art on Monday and then at the Museum of the Moving Image on Tuesday to cap off Perry’s retrospective there. As you can see from the flyer above, the chats continue this week at IFC Center and Lincoln Center.
Back in May, when Kurt Cobain: Montage of Heck was screening at IFC Center before its HBO release, director Brett Morgen revealed to Bedford + Bowery that an album of previously unreleased Cobain material was on the way. Now he tells Billboard a little more about it, saying that the as-yet untitled release, out in early November, will consist of everything “from thrash to ragtime and everything in between,” including audio montages and “a sketch comedy routine featuring Kurt voicing all of the characters.”
While you wait on tenterhooks for that, Morgen has a few more gifts for you. For one thing, he’ll be doing a q&a tomorrow, August 7, after a screening of Montage at IFC Center (that’s right: the film is back in theaters, and will be at IFC through August 13). Snag a ticket (still available) and ask him about the above outtake from the film, which he shared with Opie with Jim Norton today. In it, Cobain, in bed with a puke bucket, talks about his chronic stomach pain and jokes about heroin — “needles, needles, keep ’em coming!”
As if all of that isn’t enough for Cobain die-hards, a slew of recordings claiming to be Nirvana rarities surfaced online this week, including the demo that Cobain’s pre-Nirvana band Fecal Matter made in 1986 and alternate takes and demos from Nevermind and In Utero. Head over to Reddit to have a listen.
She likes the nightlife, baby, so it’s no surprise that Caitlyn Jenner has inspired some new cocktails.
Have a look at the drinks menu that Williamsburg’s Trophy Bar launched this week and right under the Paris Is Byrrhning you’ll see a Call Me Caitlyn, consisting of gin, egg white, absinthe, and lemon juice.
This week our film picks are all ones in which context weighs heavily on the experience. While two of these movies are rendered incredible beyond their usual bounds by some seriously insane soundtracks, whether it’s a live one or a rescued one, the remaining two would be nothing without considering seriously their place within the current state of things. None of the films would function properly on their own without their other pairing. Boom. If that all sounds vague, it is — but I’m taking this opportunity to practice my powers of divination so that when I’m reading my friends’ tarot cards later, they’ll look deep into my eyes and be all, ‘Holy shit.’ Here’s to hoping that’s your reaction, dear reader, when you obediently check out each and every one of these movies and decode for yourselves their star-crossed connectivity.
A little over a year after Sun Ra’s centenary celebration, the far-out work of the jazz musician, poet, and Afro-futurist who taught us that “space is the place” is still alive and well. Case in point, these two upcoming chances to take a trip to Saturn.
“Excuse us, we’ve both had champagne,” Robert Cammiso laughed, pushing aside the bouquet of balloons in his hand as he leaned in to kiss his partner for a photograph.
“Share this with everyone, because we fucking won!” he shouted from the crowd that had gathered at Stonewall Inn on Friday afternoon to celebrate the Supreme Court’s ruling in favor of nationwide gay marriage.
If your movie-going schedule is already jam-packed with all those other film fests (LES, Rooftop, and Nitehawk, just to name a few) you probably haven’t even realized that the Manhattan Film Festival started Thursday and runs through June 25. But don’t sleep on it: the fest is offering excellent opportunities to see two docs about Greenwich Village institutions.