While I don’t ever celebrate someone going out of business, the closed-down garage has been a great boon for alcoholics and art enthusiasts everywhere. Numerous galleries, performance spaces, bars, and restaurants have sprung up from where once upon a time you got your muffler checked. The great advantage to these

Walk into a Barnes and Noble and what do you smell? Cheap wood, burnt coffee, and the embossed plastic off the newest Dan Brown hardcover. Hardly a festival for the senses, in my humble opinion, no matter what deals they may have on the oeuvre of Carl Hiaasen. For my

“New York was his town and it always would be…”  I’ve always wanted to read that fictional novel by Isac Davis (Manhattan, Woody Allen, 1979), because you know what I can’t get enough of?  Talking and thinking about New York City.  Now’s the season (when it’s not blindingly hot and

Since I’ve moved to New York in 2005, this winter has by far been the coldest, windiest, and most blizzard-y one.  Now more than ever I feel myself much less inclined to step outside, especially when the wind sounds like something in Misselthwaite Manor, a la The Secret Garden.  Though,

One of the many, many, many things visible when looking at the stage in Goodbye Blue Monday is a large painted sign reading FLOTSAM AND JETSAM. It could easily be a random find in an ocean of random finds. But at this cafe/bar/venue/junkstore in Bushwick it feels more like a

To celebrate their ground-breaking, literary songwriting dare-devilry of 2009, Bushwick Book Club is having a night of musical highlights from the whole year – tonight.  Go and hear songs about Breakfast of Champions, What We Talk About When We Talk About Love, Flatland, The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Watchmen, James

Some people are made for the club scene.  They enjoy the dressing up, taking shots at home, traveling with friends to an underground spot, and then dancing and sweating it out for the rest of the evening, letting go of all inhibitions while teasing and attracting other wild and sexy