Some days ago Williamsburger Matthew Schonfeld got up at 5:30 a.m. to wait in line for a cronut, and then he jumped in the line at the new Umami Burger to create the “Umami cronut burger”!
Maybe it would’ve been the “hypebeast Frankenfood of the decade” had the Ramen Burger not debuted at Smorgasburg this Saturday. As you can see in the above video, the line for Keizo Shimamoto’s burger between fried-noodle buns was “redonk” even though it was raining. (And this wasn’t the type of rain New Yorkers normally line up for). More →
Our love for Chances With Wolves is such that we’ve traveled into the putrid bowels of the earth to boogie down with them. Luckily we won’t have to do that tomorrow, as the East Village Radio DJs are posting up at a much finer location — the new beer garden at the Rockaway Beach Surf Club. From 7 p.m. onward, they’ll be joined by the High and Mighty Brass Band and DJ Stylus for a party so absolutely right we just had to mention it separate from our end-of-summer guide.
The Melvins played House of Vans in Greenpoint last night and we still haven’t recovered our hearing. Among the reasons: Dale Crover, looking half his age thanks to a Justin Bieber haircut, was joined on the double drums by newcomer Coady Willis (well, relative newcomer: he’s been drumming with the Melvins for some years, but we’re talking about a band that’s been pummeling audiences for three decades. Kurt Cobain drove them to shows back when Nirvana was something only Buddhists talked about.) More →
It’s time again for our favorite advice column. The ladies of North Brooklyn got their career advice earlier today; now Tigre and Cricket dole out some wisdom to guys who are going on job interviews: just be Ryan Gosling!
Twas just a little over a month ago that we marveled over the “honey toast” at St. Marks newcomer Iris Cafe — a sort of ice-cream-sundae toast castle that rivaled the cronut in its bonkers complexity (but not in its ability to draw pageviews, apparently. Oh well, we tried.)
Sadly, Iris Cafe seems to have closed for a “store remodeling,” according to a sign on the window that apologizes for the inconvenience. More →
About 28 years ago, Allen Ginsberg took a photo that he’d later caption: “Mary Help of Christians R.C. Church façade with pigeons out my 4th floor living room window, 437 East 12th Street Manhattan. I’ve stayed in this apartment 13 years now. Cheap rent.”
I’ve stayed in the same apartment two years now, and the rent ain’t so cheap (Ginsberg paid about $600 for three units. My girlfriend and I pay $1,940 for just one of those units – a one-bedroom the size of a studio). But the view of the church is the same — or at least, it was until this week, when scaffolding started going up in preparation for its demolition. More →
Yesterday workers started erecting scaffolding at Mary Help of Christians Church on East 12th Street, in preparation for its demonic possession, er, demolition. Here’s what the 96-year-old building looks like right this second. Despite preservationists’ best efforts, she’ll soon get the black veil, just like the neighboring rectory — so take a last look, East Village.
Philip Glass isn’t the only East Village fixture with new work out. Novelist Porochista Khakpour, a onetime East Villager herself, sits down with Richard Kern, who still keeps an apartment in the nabe, to talk about his new book and Thurston Moore-soundtracked DVD, Shot By Kern. The conversation (interspersed with Kern’s NSFW photos) clears up the myth that “Alphabet City girls” come to his door at all hours asking to model naked, and touches on Kern’s current case of photographer’s block (“if it’s just pretty girls, I don’t even know what a shot is anymore”). More →
Koyaanisqatsi is one of those films people either love, hate, or fall asleep on because they got too high. We personally love it (enough to have spelled that title from memory), which is why the above trailer just made. our. day. Behold your first look at “Visitors,” the fourth film — and the first in over a decade — directed by Godfrey Reggio and soundtracked by the East Village’s own Philip Glass (they also collaborated on Powaqqatsi and Naqoyqatsi). For this one, it looks like Reggio has opted for the Inkwell filter, and Glass — well, he’s just doing Glass. More →
Attention, drink-slingers and the degenerates who love them: it looks like The Johnsons, the Bushwick offspring of Lower East Side staple Welcome to the Johnsons, is approaching go time. A tipster spotted this call for bartenders at 369 Troutman Street, between Irving and Wyckoff Aves. The State Liquor Authority’s website says the license is still pending — we’ll let you know if we hear more.
Meanwhile another LES staple, Max Fish, finally has a closing date. Gallerist reported yesterday that it’s shuttering August 1, and the site seems to be psyched about the Fish’s forthcoming Williamsburg location: “So, Brooklyn! The Lower East Side can suck it!”