The band’s name is Judgement Day.  String Metal is their sound.  Be prepared.  This guitarless, percussive, high-energy violin, cello, and drums trio is, as our very own Stuart says, ‘œon some other shit!’ Judgement Day is in a realm of their own.  Brothers Anton and Lewis Patzner combine their innovative

I have mentioned Design*Sponge before on this site but I want to draw your attention today to the “City Guides” where intrepid explorers with impeccable taste in everything from bars, shopping and food give the lowdown on what’s hot in their city. Recently D*S posted a City Guide to Jersey

Ah, March, you can be such a tease. You totally put out last weekend with your 70 degrees and above weather, then totally turn all frigid on us this weekend and say stuff like “I’m not ready for this”, ugh typical.  For the real hardcore  Coney enthusiasts,  be one of

Five people were in the bar when Paul and I walked in around midnight. One of them was a bartender in her late 50s/early 60s who was missing a few teeth, while the other four were shitfaced, chubby, middle aged and dancing to disco music emanating from the jukebox. Neither

With the spring time comes the phenomenon I first learned about in Bambi: every little animal is putting out pheromones and looking to attract a mate. This includes humans. If you find yourself trying to plan a hot date on a Tuesday night, I suggest Nita Nita in Williamsburg. Bottles

As Americans, we aren’t used to getting shit for free, so when we do, we often act completely inappropriately. It’s not our fault really, the Capitalist system we grew up in has reared us towards an ‘œI’m gonna get mine motherfucker!’ mentality, and living in New York only exasperates this.

In case you couldn’t tell by the groups of people wearing Leprechaun hats and shiny green plastic beads with giant shamrocks, it’s St. Patrick’s Day. It’s one of the few minor holidays where you can close your eyes, spin in a circle while pointing, go into whichever bar you land