The Nobodies Hosting All Stars 4 Friday, February 1 at Brooklyn Bazaar, 7 pm: FREE
The fourth season of RuPaul’s Drag Race: All Stars is upon us, and has been for some weeks now. It also happens to be the only season I have ever watched, and every week I am reminded of how much the main challenge of each episode typically resembles something I was once made to do in theater school. If you don’t want to watch alone, sashay to Brooklyn Bazaar, where drag collective (and pro-wrestling aficionados) The Nobodies will be hosting a screening of the latest episode, as they do every week. Obviously when drag performers host a Drag Race screening, you’re not just going to get people sitting and staring at a screen. This is a show in its own right: expect live drag acts, bingo, banter, and even the chance to do your own lip-synch if you so desire.
If you thought the line for a last-minute Halloween costume was as bad as it got, you may have learned otherwise when you headed to the polls this morning. As if the soggy weather wasn’t bad enough, New Yorkers reported downed scanners and waits of up to four hours. (Gonna need those free drinks!) Even Mayor de Blasio had to wait in line; he emerged from his Brooklyn polling location calling for voting reform and saying “NYC deserves so much better.” The state Attorney General’s office announced that as of 3:30pm, it had received roughly 100 complaints about New York City poll sites with broken scanners. Here’s a look at this morning’s carnage in the B+B area. More →
If you thought the line for a last-minute Halloween costume was as bad as it got, you may have learned otherwise when you headed to the polls this morning. As if the soggy weather wasn’t bad enough, New Yorkers reported downed scanners and waits of up to four hours. (Gonna need those free drinks!) Even Mayor de Blasio had to wait in line; he emerged from his Brooklyn polling location calling for voting reform and saying “NYC deserves so much better.” The state Attorney General’s office announced that as of 3:30pm, it had received roughly 100 complaints about New York City poll sites with broken scanners. Here’s a look at this morning’s carnage in the B+B area.
“I don’t wanna be buried, in a pet cemetery,” sang the Ramones. But that’s exactly what will happen to the blue-hatted hound atop the Slush Puppie machine when American Deli Market leaves its home of 20 years.
A couple of weeks ago we lamented that Greenpoint Finest Deli had closed, leaving Greenpoint with just one Slush Puppie machine. Namely, the self-serve one an avenue over, at American Deli Market. The neighborhood was lucky to have even that, because Slush Puppies–which, of course, are the thinking man’s Slurpees– are nearly impossible to come by in this age of boutique kombucha, acai-infused coconut water, and yerba mate soda. More →
Two neighborhood standbys have reopened their doors–one in Brooklyn, the other in Manhattan. Nai, the Galician tapas bar that closed in July after eight years in the East Village, has reopened an avenue over. And Anella, the Greenpoint longtimer that closed that same month due to a fire, will reopen tonight in a rebuilt space.
Exactly nine years ago to this day, I set off the alarm bells on Grub Street: “Greenpoint Braces for Slurpee Versus Slush Puppie Showdown.” At the time, a 7-Eleven was poised to hit Manhattan Avenue just blocks away from where Greenpoint Finest Deli had been serving up Slush Puppies for years. I’m sorry to inform you, nine years later, that 7-Eleven has won out. Greenpoint Finest Deli has closed and is being replaced by a bagel shop called Bagelology. The Slush Puppie machine is a goner.
As I noted so very long ago, when I had significantly fewer cavities, Slush Puppies are nearly impossible to come by in New York City. Even back then, Chowhounders (remember Chowhounders?) were asking: “Slush Puppie in New York— does it exist?”
In the Name of the Hypersurface of the Present Opening Wednesday, October 17 at Rubber Factory, 6 pm to 8 pm. On view through November 11.
Presented in conjunction with Lower East Side Art Week, which spotlights women artists in the neighborhood, this solo show by Pakistani artist Umber Majeed may have a sci-fi-sounding name, but the work on view more closely resembles Word Art, trippy memes, or old Geocities web pages than any high-tech, augmented reality creation. That’s not to diminish its appeal; the distorted text, flattened graphics, and occasional use of Comic Sans creates a world of online intrigue that feels half in the past, half far in some weird corner of the future. Through this, Majeed seeks to explore a “feminist re-historicization of Pakistan as the first ‘Muslim nuclear state,’” bringing it out of the patriarchy and into a more radical framing.More →
“Alright everyone, happy Tuesday. Thank you for joining me in class today,” Frank King says, standing on a wooden box that doubles as a podium. He stands before a group of scantily clad, sweaty men and women, crammed together in a room about the size of a New York City studio apartment. He’s heated the space to over 100 degrees, and King himself is shirtless, wearing skin-tight cycling shorts and guiding his class through the two breathing exercises and 26 yoga poses that make up the “sacred geometry” of Bikram Yoga.
He’s one of the eight instructors at YO BK, a studio on Williamsburg’s Broadway that offers three types of hot exercise classes, including power yoga and hot pilates. Bikram yoga, though, is the most controversial.
Chi Dracula Orengo, vocalist for local punk band Anasazi, says they both empower society’s misfits and outcasts. He got involved in the scene visiting leather bars and drag shows as a teenager with a “lust for adventure” and he now organizes the annual Bodega Ball, which had its second installment, themed “Drag Me to Hell,” this past weekend.
Emelyn Stuart has run The Ocktober Film Festival, a showcase of emerging filmmakers, since 2013. Each year, she’s rented venues for it. One year, she recalls the lights shutting off; they had run over their allotted rental time, and there were no exceptions. “I said to myself, I will never, never, never have to go through this again,” she says. “I will find a home for this festival, and [the filmmakers] will be able to stay as long as they want, and they will be able to talk about their films for as long as they need, and I’m not going to be rushing them.” She found that home in Stuart Cinema and Cafe, her own space in Greenpoint she opened at the start of September alongside Chief Operations Officer Carl Gilbert Jr.More →