It takes a lot to be called out for weirdness in New York – and then have it reaffirmed by David Bowie’s son. I can only assume his retweet is what made dozens of people weigh in with comments like “Maybe he comes from the future” and “he’s hacking you right now.” (Well, his retweet and the pained expression on my face.)
If you’re in the Lower East Side tomorrow don’t be surprised if you come across roaming packs of rabid fans suffering from raging crushes. Twitter tells us that British emo rock-pop sensation The 1975 is staging a pop-up gallery somewhere in the nabe to inaugurate their new album, artfully titled I like it when you sleep, for you are so beautiful yet so unaware of it. They’ll present the album’s artwork and music, as well as a few “surprises.”
Today, DC Comics announced it would be giving beloved Hanna-Barbera characters a fresh makeover and modernizing classic characters such as the Flintstones, Johnny Quest, and, of course, the hardy Scooby gang. Apparently, this also means turning mellow icon and Scooby-BFF Shaggy into a full-blown hipster, complete with sleeve tattoos, a trendy messenger bag, and a handlebar moustache proud enough to make any artisanal vegan-latte pop-up owner cry with envy.
When the gang’s new look hit the Internet, the Twittersphere seemed certain that Shaggy had taken up residence in Brooklyn.
We’re still trying to wrap our brains around news that the L train’s future is in jeopardy. According to officials, the North Brooklyn lifeline is still suffering from the legacy of Hurricane Sandy and in desperate need of a serious upgrade that would increase daily rider capacity (and relieve commuters of the indignity of having to smell another human stranger’s armpits). More →
If there’s one stereotype about New Yorkers that Detroiters can generally agree on, it’s that we’re all a bunch of rich assholes. Of course, this is far from the truth. Many of us depend on $1 dumplings and stolen toilet paper more than we’d care to admit, but can you really blame them for thinking we’re a city of Monopoly men when something like this happens?
Consider the doughnut: a simple, workaday way to fight your case of the Mondays. Or so you thought. Behold: the gold-smothered donut out of Manila Social Club. Its dough is filled with purple-yam mousse and champagne jelly, complemented by the honey notes of Cristal in the 24k gold frosting. Head Chef Björn DelaCruz will even hand-deliver it to you, he told First We Feast. But it doesn’t look like anyone is tweeting him their order. Here’s how the internet is reacting, today, to the Williamsburg restaurant’s uncharacteristic descent into Dubai-worthy decadence.
The internet never ceases to amaze us. And after failing to remember who or what broke the internet last, we decided it doesn’t matter at all because it’s been shattered into a million pieces once again. And it was the birth of the Market Hotel Pillar Twitter account (@MarketPillar) — which happened sometime after the DIY venue reopened for what was, by all accounts, a spectacular Sleater-Kinney show — that signaled the internet’s passing.
Hey– it’s our occasional effort to wrangle in a sampling of interesting nabe-centric tweets we’ve heard ’round town as of late!
First up, we’ve got, per usual, some comments on neighborhoods in transition. Man, they just grow up so damn fast these days, don’t they? And perhaps we should really embrace this “West-Bushwick” thing with gusto– definitely sounds like it could end up being the new Quooklyn.
Following yesterday’s news that SantaCon will kick off in Williamsburg on Saturday, the Times has gotten hold of the actual itinerary. After the 10 a.m. meetup at McCarren Park, there’ll be parties at Verboten and the Hall, followed by stops at the Delancey and the DL in the Lower East Side and then Solas and Bar 13 in the East Village.
With the red menace just days away, the NYPD has issued the above warning shot, and community group L.E.S. Dwellers is encouraging would-be SantaCon participants to donate to charity instead, via multiple versions of the graphic below.