“Space Opera” seems to have fallen out of favor since the ‘70s, which makes it a perfect target for reanimation and—let’s hope—popularization. This week the band Color presents ISON: A Space Opera, which retells the saga of the comet ISON.
The show is being touted as “a meditation on the supposed heroism of long voyages,” and includes guest musicians, vocalists, and actors, as well as spoken text taken verbatim from interviews with Sajan Saini, physicist, and Tim Recuber, sociologist. Core Color band members are vocalist Michael Blain (who also plays drums for the Williamsburg band Maude), guitar player Randy Miller (he also plays bass with the country band Hemi) and bassist Kristin Dombek, who is better known as the advice columnist at n+1.
Stephen Kosloff in London for Issue 4. (Photo: Caroline Tobin)
Sometime last week, supposedly in the dead of night, a few hundred copies of a new free magazine were quietly “made available” in select areas of Williamsburg and downtown Manhattan. It was an inscrutable, auspicious beginning, kind of like a plague of raspberry scones. No, we’re not stroking out, we’re just responding to the offbeat humor—like, way past syncopated—of this first issue of Hausfrau we’ve been reading. More →
The Ice Cream Queen of Orchard Streetopens in 1913 on a spunky young girl fleeing Russia for New York with her family. Crippled and abandoned on the Lower East Side, she hustles her way into the Italian-ice peddling racket and travels across America in an ice cream truck, building an ice cream empire in a story that spans 70 years. The book examines the immigrant experience, particularly on the Lower East side, and themes of independence and appearance, as the protagonist remains a hard-drinking woman even as she becomes the wholesome “Ice Cream Queen of America.”
Susan Jane Gilman, also the author of best-selling memoir Hypocrite in a Pouffy White Dress, will read at Barnes & Noble UWS tonight at 7 p.m. We spoke to her about childhood shopping treks to the LES, her mentor Frank McCourt, and her favorite places for an ice cream fix.
Book Expo America, the annual trade show for the analog information-delivery devices known as “books,” is in town through tomorrow, though it’s easy to miss if you don’t take a cab anywhere near the Javits Center. Via Twitter, we learned that poet Kim Addonizio was personally handing out free blue cotton candy along with galleys of her new book of stories, Palace of Illusions. More →
Not long ago we joined Anthony Rapp for a post-Sunday-matinee snack in the Meatpacking District, and very soon thereafter his Broadway show, If/Then,was nominated for two Tonys (best score and best actress for his fellow Rent castmate Idina Menzel). When we found out that he lived on the Bowery we had to catch up with him to discuss the changes in his adopted neighborhood, and how that must feel for someone who originated a role in the groundbreaking musical Rent. More →
At Baby’s All Right, Cultfever played an energetic set for an enthusiastic hometown crowd before setting off to SXSW. The Williamsburg venue’s backdrop, a mosaic of lit-up glass bottles, cut cheerful silhouettes of the band members. Lead singer Tamara Jafar leaned over the lip of the stage, looked at the people ten feet away and crooked a finger; on demand, everyone moved up. More →
At the Sailor Jerry Gypsy Lounge event in East Austin, Slothrust opened their set with the same song they always open with. Simply titled “Intro,” it’s a minute and a half of intimidating sound that boldly proves Leah Wellbaum is much more than a pretty face. The crowd head-banged as the band thumped through a blistering set, literally shaking the stage. More →
Dark Sister, the Bushwick phenomenon comprised of Jessi Wade and Tiffany Nicole, really, really, really, really like Henry Rollins. How else could one explain why they have matching tattoos of the former Black Flag frontman’s signature? More →
Austin’s Club 1808 felt like a soul-food roadhouse yesterday as some young dudes who clearly dig Sebadoh worked through their tight, efficient set. In the bright sun of the backyard stage, Jeff Moore, the guitarist and frontman of Dead Stars, looked younger than he had when he played a show in dreary New York last week, and bassist John Watterberg — who was excited about playing on the bright backyard stage after a long winter of playing indoors — quickly became flushed. More →
She’s Lost Control is a tense, brooding story about a sex surrogate and her involvement with a volatile new client. Technically, the profession is now called “surrogate partner training” (in researching and preparing to make the film, director Anja Marquardt and her captivating lead actress, Brooke Bloom, spoke with the head of the International Professional Surrogates Association). More →