The Dig The Dig is bringing back the grunge, the grit and the self-described “badass loser rock” that Brooklyn’s been craving for years. Led by the band’s two vocalists and childhood friends, Emile Mosseri and David Baldwin, the local New York City group is coming right off the heels of

The “Where’s Waldo” of Sushi Restaurants The most under-the-radar sushi restaurant –no, scratch that- the most under-the-radar restaurant of any kind is located in Cole Valley, near the corner of Cole and Carl Streets. It’s called Hama-Ko, a fact you wouldn’t glean from perusing the restaurant’s frontage, nor its menu.

As 2024 winds down, we’re reflecting on another incredible year of sharing the stories, art, culture, and nightlife that make the Bay Area so unique. BrokeAssStuart.com wouldn’t be what it is without you—our community of readers, supporters, and believers in independent media. This year, instead of asking you to join Patreon

New York Fashion Week is an exciting time in the city. Even though it happens twice a year every year, that’s more often then your birthday, everyone gets all a titter about it. The fashion industry is notorious for its penchant for luxury and exclusivity. You shouldn’t let these things

Here at Broke-Ass Stuart we love to support homegrown talent. So when we heard that an up-and-coming Brooklyn-based rock band was going to be performing in Williamsburg, we were more than happy to support them. The Dig will be hitting the stage at the Brooklyn Bowl on Saturday, September 8th

Audacia Ray is the founder and director of the Red Umbrella Project (RedUP), former executive editor of Spread Magazine and a former sex worker. Yes, Audacia Ray is one many people in this world that have used their assets to make a living. And within the last decade she has

I was roaming the diversified streets of Williamsburg, Brooklyn as I waited for some friends to arrive. I decided to kill some time by stepping into the unknown abyss that is The Gibson. It was a slow Thursday night as I walked into this dimly lit establishment with two projectors

Upon my return from 5 months abroad volunteering and traveling, in Nepal and India I expected a bit of culture shock. I’ve had some minor incidences in my three weeks being back. I almost freaked out at a restaurant when a large glass of water, packed with ice so high it would

The clicking of tweets, texts and instagrams echo in the outside air. Textured conversations of expressionism and art deco ring from inside. Maybe I had too much free red wine, maybe not enough, but watching Julian Rapp’s party unfold from a golden beanbag chair in the serene, ivy soaked backyard