Movies for onesies are great for lots of reasons- the no compromising on shit like candy or what to see and when, the people watching. But sometimes you also want to be made deeply uncomfortable, and that often means tickets just for one. I recently asked myself out to BAMcinmatek’

For those of you who may not remember, it has been nearly a year since that devastating earthquake hit Japan, causing a nuclear accident. Shortly after the disaster, actor James Yaegashi called on friends in the New York theater community to “do something to help our fellow artists on the

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

Last weekend, I went to my first-ever hardcore show.  I was a serious geekazoid as a teenager, so I was too busy trying to get the high score on the next AP Bio test to buy black socks, become straightedge, and be in the throes of a steamy hardcore love

Video games. Who doesn’t love video games? Here’s a better question—who wouldn’t love alcohol and arcade games? Probably Newt Gingrich, but I digress. I had heard about a place that combined the two and it goes by the simplistically clever name of Barcade. I happened to walk into Barcade one

Here’s another one from the guys who brought you Ontario, Great Lakes (R.I.P), Buttermilk and Boat Bar. And like the others Midway has incredibly cheap drinks, is lit with dim colorful lights, has plenty of barroom games to fiddle with, has an eclectic custom jukebox with all your favorite hits (and some you’ve

Mister Saturday Night is a simple concept that Eamon Harkin and Justin Carter have created. What is this simple concept? They simply pick out a space and throw a party. This party is thrown on a Saturday night, hence the name, “Mister Saturday Night.” Curious to see what this party

Lots of people get off the A/C at Nostrand Avenue, a hazy divider between Crown Heights and Bed-Stuy-Crown Stuy, my super punk hairstylist/realtor called it. Its home to a variety of stores, especially variety stores, and an astounding collection of roti, hipsters, church ladies and couture-tacky jewelry. And you should

It’s kind of insane that after 25 years as a broke-ass, I had never taken the Chinatown bus until last weekend.  Don’t get me wrong, I adore budget travel– I’ve been cramped on overnight buses in Portugal, watched a boy floss his teeth with twine as he sat across from