This Saturday, a very rare and magical thing will happen. Green grass will be seen at McCarren park, wait time at Turkey’s Nest will be less than 5 minutes, and the number of times you think “ZOMG, that’s Zach Galifianakis! Oh… wait, no, it’s not” will be significantly reduced. Siren

This might sound like one of those late-night TV commercials where the guy in the question mark suit just yells at you about how the government owes you money, but it turns out there might actually be some cash floating around out there in the ether that actually belongs to

Hey, you know what most operas are lacking? Electro pop and 70s gospel. But not in Matt Marks’ opera The Little Death: Vol. 1 at Incubator Arts Project. The play is about two evangelical christian teenagers trying to make their relationship right with the Lord, through songs with catchy hooks

While I like to think of myself as this fly girl who regularly hob knobs with up and coming musicians, I think that sentence right there proves my terminally uncoolness, and the importance of having creative friends. I first heard about Hypernova, as I usually hear about these things, in

I recently had some effing delicious homebrew made by some friends, who I now think are some kind of wizards or something because how could beer made at home taste like anything other than butt?  But seriously, this beer was comparable to anything you’d buy at any one of the

Alright, my long-suffering laptop is pretty much IN its death throes as I type so let’s get right into it, shall we? Let’s talk books. The same problem I have with paper, I have with books. I’ve lived in the same place for two years and still have boxes (yup,

Before I officially moved to The Big Apple and realized that a) a subway ride costs more than a beer in my home state Ohio b) Houston is pronounced “Howston” and c) New York State Taxes would make that part of my budget pie chart reserved for entertainment an anorexic