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For the Folks Who Light Up the Lady of Mount Carmel Feast, It’s Christmas in July

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The Feast (Photo: Eric Ohrt)

Tonight, the Feast of Our Lady of Mount Carmel will come to an end as the 72-foot, four-ton “giglio” is hoisted and returned to its shrine on N. 8th Street.

The rides will spin to a halt and the lights will come down.
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‘It Was Our Fantasy’: The Story of Lit Lounge, Told By Its Regulars

Cookie Gates (Photo by Erik Foss)

Cookie Gates at Lit Lounge (Photo by Erik Foss)

When Lit Lounge’s co-owner Erik Foss announced a month ago that the East Village institution would close after 13 years, we thought the place would have at least a few more wild nights in store if not the goodbye party of the decade. But after a particularly unseemly incident (even for Lit) a couple of weeks ago, the bar unceremoniously shuttered without so much as a nod and a “later, guys.”

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Sigh, Amy Poehler Made Fun of Our Name (And a Whole Lot More From DCM)

Sigh, Amy Poehler Made Fun of Our Name (And a Whole Lot More From DCM)
The 56-hour comedy extravaganza known as the Del Close Marathon took place over the weekend. For the improv nerds amongst us, this was the chance to see some of the country’s most talented improv comedians performing at the height of their craft. For the more casual viewer, it was a chance to stalk celebrities, not to mention a whole lot of hey-you-look-familiar faces, running the gamut from Apatow-film-cameo to “that guy from The Office.” Here’s what we took away from it all.
Amy Poehler is busy as hell:
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Jeff Koons on His Dream Choo Choo and That Time Lady Gaga ‘Kind of Went Down’ On Him

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“Cat on a Clothesline (Red)” Jeff Koons at FLAG Art Foundation

Last week, when Jeff Koons spoke about an unrealized pet project of his– a giant, actual crane holding up a replica of a “choo choo train”– and casually estimated that it would cost somewhere around $25 million to $50 million to produce, I couldn’t help LOL’ing.

“I never think about failure,” Koons told the crowd at FLAG, where several of his sculptural pieces are on view through May 14 as part of Cecily Brown, Jeff Koons, Charles Ray“I let things resonate and when I’m ready to make a gesture, I just do it.”

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Ladytron Makes a Comeback, But Don’t Call It Electroclash

Mira Aroyo and Helen Marnie of Ladytron.

As a late arrival to the English electronic band Ladytron, I’ve commented that they sound like the truest and most direct descendants of ’80s synthpop—which turns out to be a deeply unoriginal take. But it’s so obvious to draw a line from dance floor legends like Eurythmics’ “Sweet Dreams” or Yaz’s “Situation” straight to Ladytron soulcrushers like “Seventeen” or “Destroy Everything You Touch” and think, of course that’s where music wanted to go, as effortlessly as water or electricity. Also, they sound like they’re from another planet, or that we are, or that they’re visiting from both the past and the future— and if that doesn’t make sense, watch their new film for “Deadzone,” or just watch the video for “Seventeen” a few more times. More →

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Wanna Be Our 5,000th?

Screen Shot 2014-07-24 at 1.40.05 PMIf you’re not following Bedford + Bowery on Twitter, you’re really missing out. Hells, yesterday Natasha Lyonne favorited one of our tweets (yo Nicky, can we get a RT?). Rest assured, you don’t have to be a celeb to follow @bedbow — and if you do it right this second you’ll be number 5,000. Exciting! (For us, anyway.)

While you’re at it, follow us on Facebook and Instagram, too. We’ve got an exciting announcement coming up that you won’t want to snooze on.

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We Just Spat Out Our Covfefe…

Surely, Williamsburg’s Oslo Coffee Roasters isn’t the only cafe making fun of Trump today, now that he’s gone from his usual facepalm-worthy misspellings to outright inventing words Dr. Seuss-style. If you’ve seen other local establishments celebrating our president’s Joycean way with words, do let us know in the comments. We still haven’t fully woken up today, and we could use a little covfefe break.

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Want a Fecund Weekend? Consult Our Calendar!

Screen Shot 2015-07-17 at 7.04.49 PM Yep, the new season of BoJack Horseman hit Netflix today, but that is not a reason to plunk down in front of the tv and spend your weekend day-drinking in a bathrobe. BoJack is to be watched, not emulated. Instead, have a look at our newly relaunched events calendar, located on the top right of this screen, and also (in expanded form) right here. This weekend, there’s a devil’s masquerade, a summer market, some free shows, a film-and-music mashup, some beach bashes, and sooo many more reasons to get out and about. Check back often, because we’ll be tossing more events in there regularly.

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Our 36-Hour New Year’s Party Crawl

The conclusion of Bubbles & Bass’s Seize the Day party at House of Yes in Bushwick, 1/1/20 at 5:30pm.

From the far reaches of Red Hook to downtown Manhattan and back again to Bushwick’s warehouses, our New Year’s was a 36-hour race against time from one rager to the next. Follow along as we hit 20 parties across three boroughs. More →

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How the Squatter in Our Basement Drove Us Out of New York

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“The real thrill existed in our new found ability to reach the fridge while still in bed.”

I often wonder if we would have ever left Manhattan, had a strange man not been living in the basement of our apartment.

Living in the city is a surreal experience for most post-grads – high rise buildings full to the brim with clouds of marijuana, organic produce, and receipts from the local dry cleaner – and if our little corner of the Lower East Side was not one of the last safe places for stowaways, vagabonds, and migrant workers, perhaps we would have continued on with life the way it was; my girlfriend, Danielle, pushing papers for a small corporate law office, and me, pitching diversity inclusive initiatives to one of the last generations of old white men in corporate advertising.
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