On a humid night in NYC, all the young, beautiful Brooklyn children who had grown bored with playing indoor bocce or taking pensive fireplace selfies wandered down to a dimly lit basement bar. With a cold drink in every hand and a hot butt in every folding chair, they waited

Every week we feature a different person from the community shedding a little light on their life of brokeitude. Who knows, maybe you’ll learn something about the human spirit — probably not.

The Huge Release Party for the Literary Magazine In case you haven’t heard, we just put out an incredible literary magazine called The Dreams I Dreamt: Letters to San Francisco thanks to a grant from the Civic Joy Fund. It’s a gift to San Francisco, where 19 of The City’s

There’s something nostalgic about sitting in a basement. It reminds you of home. It’s relaxing. You almost feel as if you’re hiding from the world. Well, if you’re reading this, you’re not a home anymore. You’re living in a brutal city with high prices, five of the weirdest people you

2012 just went from good to great. Uptown Downtown–a quirky spin-off on the old-school debate teams–is back with its next installment of “super serious (not really)” debate: Old Hollywood vs. New Hollywood. They’ll bring in NYC’s most “super serious (not really)” comedians and writers to tackle this burning topic, including Julie

[warning: non-Smiths/Morrissey fans may find this article slightly nonsensical] Tonight at the Black Rabbit in Greenpoint, Dave Hill hosts “Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now”— a night of speed-dating to the soundtrack of The Smiths/Morrissey. Don’t stop me if you think you’ve heard this one before, as this is a returning