If you’re not going to these parties, you might as well board the next slow bus to Cincinnati. I don’t care how infuriatingly sexy all of it is going to be. I don’t care how insecure all the insouciance is going to make you feel. Did I mention that it’s

Sometimes I have trouble finding suitable events to write about, mostly because the lines I get from friends all tend to be so horribly pretentious that I would feel better selling you volcano insurance than peddling free invites to some “Night of Hip Modern Literature Wherein Gender Roles are Deconstructed

As someone who couldn’t even handle learning the recorder in the fifth grade, I give mad props to anyone who is even remotely musically inclined. If you even kind of play the guitar, you’re a total superstar in my eyes. If your clarinet skills recall that of a snake charmer

To pretty much everyone’s horror, it snowed in NYC last Saturday.  Snow.  In October.  Too soon.  Can’t handle it.  Every time the weather gets shitty around here, my mood gets shitty too, and I complain endlessly about how I want to move back to the West Coast (even though deep

We previously talked up this amazing (and dare I say cheap) collaboration between The New York City Opera and L Magazine: Act 4, where you can score affordable tickets to contemporary opera shows and catch up and coming indie acts after the show. Well the fat lady has sung people

It’s time to ditch the long gloves, fancy dress and binoculars (well you might still need those) when it comes to going to the opera. It’s one of those highbrow things that always seemed out of reach, but with the help of L Magazine and the New York City Opera

This week is CMJ week, which likely means nothing to the average reader of this website because as anyone who as ever attempted to purchase a CMJ badge knows, the things are painfully expensive. But not everything that happens as a part of the CMJ Festival will bankrupt you, and fortunately, some