Sunny’s is in the same part of Redhook with the Ikea and Fairway. But unlike them, Sunny’s has no glowing neon sign or monsterous parking lot. (and Sunny’s doesn’t give me a panic attack). It’s a building with a sign that simply says “bar” that would be easy to miss,

I am perfectly aware that Pat Sajak can out charisma Alex Trebek by simply batting his eyes or trimming a hang nail, but I will always prefer Jeopardy to Wheel of Fortune. I have many reasons: Jeopardy attracts fewer over-zealous clappers and never feels like a prolonged IHOP, Centrum Silver

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

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

Coney Island is undeniably emblematic of Americana, a quaint, rickety fixture on the Brooklyn horizon, and it still provides, at least in principle, a beach to lie out on just a few miles from the heart of the financial district of the world. This weekend, Coney Island Amusement Park opens

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

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

(Pretty) Girls and Lasers, the electro duo everyone seems to be whispering about, is moving their monthly party to Happy Ending, and the LES couldn’t be more ecstatic.   The boys will be in the DJ booth all night long, starting at 10pm, and from 11-midnight, there will be an Open

I swear to god, people, I’m not making these up.  Here’s the latest from my inbox: Dear Anna, As a single gal in NYC, I’m done dealing with the pretentious shallow cakeboys of Manhattan. I love hearing about your dips in the dating pool of Brooklyn  and think you can