These days, New York has a love affair with the synthesizer. You would think it was 1970 all over again.  In this sea of dance pop, MIDI, and vodocorders, I’m putting my bet on the Wurlitzer making a comeback with the help of one Kelly Rae Kerwin and her band

Valentine’s Day is a weird little holiday. With fuzzy historical origins, no significant religious ties, and mostly exclusive to half the population,  it’s the Sarah Palin of holidays, loved by some and despised by a lot. It sneaks up on you every year with pandering shitty movies, Duane Reed starts

Step into a world of adventure with the San Francisco Beer Passport. There’s no better way to explore San Francisco than to literally drink it in. This passport is amazing! Each one contains 27 coupons to buy one beer, get a second beer FREE at 27 of the finest locally

Snowmageddon, Snowpocalypse, whatever you wanna call it, it has ravaged the East Coast like a wayward buccaneer in a tawdry romance novel.  I’m sure all you West Coasters are sipping on margaritas and kicking off your flip-flops and thinking good luck with “that.” While the rest of us seek refuge

Before there was Life Cafe, Roberta’s or Northeast Kingdom, hungry and hungover Bushwick residents would flock to Tina’s Restaurant to get their greasy food fix. When my friend first moved to Bushwick years ago I made a late-night pit stop at Tina’s and was hooked ever since. When I later

As someone who normally avoids football at all costs, but also has a secret love of hot wings, the Super Bowl is a conflicting event for me. I enjoy the festive atmosphere and flowing beer but not so much the fist pumping and sporadic yelling. But the Who is playing

Hanging out at the Rusty Knot is the equivalent of filling your living room with sand, blasting the heat, and making margaritas in the winter; it feels like summer not matter what time of year. I spent most of the summer biking up and down the West Side Highway on

Free Energy is one of those bands that makes even the most jaded New Yorker get up and shake something. Their fresh take on 70’s rock is bringing dude-rock to the dance floor. After their former Minneapolis band , Hockey Night, broke up; singer Paul Sprangers and guitarist Scott Wells

It seems like there’s a Haiti benefit every other day, and that’s ok, it’s a bandwagon I’ll readily jump-on. And while most of us can’t afford to dish out the big bucks for high profile events, we can, however, contribute a little and laugh our asses off in the process.