While winning yet another Grammy, Taylor Swift took the chance to plug her upcoming and eleventh album: The Tortured Poets Department. Shortly after the announcement, Google recorded a 588 percent increase of users searching “Dead Poets Society.” This strange moment arrives within a year of Drake’s Titles Ruin Everything dropping, a

Heroes are humans, and when they are ruined, when their actions come to light, you didn’t ruin them by telling people. They ruined themselves.

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 best love songs are about mixed emotions because the best loves mix you up. Contrary to healthy relationship wisdom, the person we can never forget tends to be the one who has us pulling our hair out. People don’t write songs about emotionally available non-jealous types. Here are a few backhanded love songs for when your voodoo dolls and bop bags need a break.

  An open letter and part one of Freddie Cosmo’s Love/Sick series running all month long. Dear Taylor, I wish I could apologize for all that I’ve put you through but I can’t do that because I’m not sorry. Love hurts sometimes,T-swizzle. It sucks and it’s hard and it sucks

Like the old saying goes, “if you can make it here… you’re probably making 75,000$/year or more.” 1. Fashion Week will move to Bed Stuy because Williamsburg is the new Manhattan and that makes it not cool anymore. (gifatron.com) 2.  New Yorkers will walk through at least two movie shoots

They say it takes ten years to become a New Yorker. I have, what I assume will be, a short six years left to go but I am in absolutely no rush to become a New Yorker. What does becoming a New Yorker even mean, really? I have lived in

If this past week is any indication, the heat is a-comin’ and, going into my second New York City Summer, I’m reminded of a few things. I desperately need an AC First of all, let’s just be clear that the thought of me installing an air conditioning unit in my

Jimmy Fallon is hosting the boring Emmy Awards on Sunday and he’s letting folks with too much time on their hands write some of his introductions. Tomorrow (Wednesday), NBC will announce a partial list of presenters. Then it’s up to you to concoct witty intros and tweet them to Jimmy