John Colapinto has been a staff writer at the New Yorker since 2008, and is responsible for this brilliant piece on used cooking oil theft, among others. He also rocks venues like the Bowery Electric (and the White House Correspondents’ dinner) as keyboardist for the Sequoias, a cover band (think: Stones and Neil Young) made up of media insiders, led by John Seabrook and including Colapinto and Seabrook’s boss, New Yorker editor David Remnick. Colapinto’s latest novel, Undone, is about a former schoolteacher getting his underage girlfriend to pose as a bestselling memoirist’s long-lost daughter, and seduce him.
Tomorrow at Trash Bar there’s a book party for Killing Williamsburg, and it won’t be the usual wine-and-cheese affair: starting at 7 p.m., the one and only Questlove will spin songs by musicians who killed themselves. Morbid as it may sound, the night’s “suicide set” is in keeping with the book’s macabre plot: a cynical Williamsburger is jolted from his ennui when a plague of mysterious, gruesome suicides threatens to turn his “hip, hopping, happening” neighborhood into a ghost town. More →
“It still smells the same, oh my God — like sausage and cigarettes,” said Dagmara Dominczyk. After two years away from her neighborhood of nearly a decade, the actress had returned to Greenpoint to read from her new novel, “The Lullaby of Polish Girls.” More →