The product of eight months of hard work with the help of many volunteers—including at least one biomedical engineer from DUMBO—will burn to a crisp this Sunday for the first ever “Circle of Regional Effigies.” For the 25th anniversary of Burning Man—an impromptu weeklong temporary city of creatives and contrarians—event organizers have invited regional groups across the country to light up effigies representing their home base in the biggest coordinated bonfire in the festival’s history. Coming from the biggest city in the nation, Kat Green told the Times, “We’re going to have the biggest effigy.”
When you walk over to the Barclays Center to catch an inevitably disappointing Nets game, you might have to start tiptoeing on the sidewalk, or pinching in your elbows to avoid a tractor trailer. Forest City Ratner, never a community favorite, is still igniting local opposition. According to Atlantic Yards Report, in July FCR submitted a plan to the Parks Department to install 206 bollards around the arena, which revealed that several of the sidewalks surrounding Barclays will be much narrower than what FCR originally analyzed in their 2006 environmental impact statement that ultimately helped FCR win approval from the state.
Last night around 7pm 29-year-old Bushwick resident and dancer Erica Abbott was cycling southbound on Bushwick Avenue near Powers Street, mere blocks from her home, when she fell off her bicycle and was run over and killed by a woman driving a Mercedes-Benz. This marks the fourth cyclist fatality in August, and the second 29-year-old rider killed in Bushwick this month.
Is this another one of those things where Jack White already has everything he could ever want, so he decides to do something completely wacky just to save himself from boredom and anomie? Pitchfork has reported that Jack White and his label, Third Man Records, will unleash "Leck Mich Im Arsch" (translating to "Lick Me in the Ass") unto the world, a 7" single that features Shaggy and Violent J rapping about ass cracks over Mozart melodies and female choral arrangements. How JEFF the Brotherhood got involved doing the grunge guitar thing underneath it all also remains a fucking mystery.
You can listen to it here. Then you can laugh hysterically before slumping over your keyboard and rubbing your tear-stained face over the keys, asking, "Why? Why?! WHY?" like I did. What is it, Jack? Drugs? Is it drugs? There is nothing more to say.
To make matters worse, the blood center's website says the Brooklyn Donation Center by the Jay Street-Metrotech stop is closed until September 8. But several blood drives are scheduled in Brooklyn for this weekend and beyond. It might not solve the two-day crisis, but New York always needs blood.
Despite being denied a permit by the Parks Department, Brooklyn-based sculptor and street artist Leon Reid IV took his proposal for the equestrian George Washington statue in Union Square before Manhattan's Community Board 5 on Monday, where it was given unanimous approval.
Well, it turns out Hotel Le Bleu is just French for "The Blue Hotel," not "that morally bankrupt bluish hotel on Fourth Avenue..." After someone from Hotel Le Bleu left us a comment claiming that they did not actually charge $999 for a single night during Tropical Storm Irene and the whole thing was a huge mistake, we contacted them to find out what exactly happened.
It's been a bad year for DIY art spaces on Havemeyer Street: first Cinders Gallery was forced out of its 104 Havemeyer space by a massive rent increase (and then kicked out of its new location around the corner mere months later), and now neighboring art space Not An Alternative is having to vacate its storefront at 84 Havemeyer following a stunning 240 percent rent increase.
Does the mantle of gentrification show cracks? Will alcohol and other, um, "organic substances" derail utopian dreams of sweeping everything undesirable under the rug? Maybe: The Brooklyn Paper reports that “a group of middle-aged men” have been sleeping on benches in McCarren Park, showering in the sprinklers, and allegedly leaving urine and feces on the park grounds.
Staying at Ruschmeyer's gives one the overwhelming sense of nostalgia for an experience that never actually happened—it's like staying at Wes Anderson's Summer Camp for Adults, and every day there's a hipster scavenger hunt. Visit their site for more details.
Montauk Escape: Ruschmeyer's
Staying at Ruschmeyer's gives one the overwhelming sense of nostalgia for an experience that never actually happened—it's like staying at Wes Anderson's Summer Camp for Adults, and every day there's a hipster scavenger hunt.
It had been a while since we heard about Jerry Wolkoff's plans to tear down the dilapidated warehouse he owns in Long Island City at 45-46 Davis Street—the world famous outdoor graffiti gallery and street art pilgrimage destination 5Pointz—and on Saturday the Times filed an update on the site's uncertain future.
The overhauling of Grand Army Plaza has been a long time coming, especially for pedestrians and cyclists who've had to navigate a confusing jumble of lanes, crosswalks, islands and signals. But it's about to get better!
For our readers who may not be familiar with your work, what’s the most accurate thing someone else has said about it?
Once someone told me that reading a description I had written made him wonder if he had unknowingly dropped some kind of fast-acting LSD. Even if it was just accurate for that one guy, that pretty much made my week.
I like when he complains about having to walk the red (black, whatever) carpet twice, but persevered.
This involuntary exchange of property into the hands of those looking to benefit off of another's misfortune weeds out many long-term residents, inevitably accelerating class gentrification.
The site recommends people in financial trouble seek help from community organizations before they go to lenders.
Except, that is, for hate crimes against homosexuals, reports of which are also up in North Brooklyn, according to advocates.
Housing-project fauna has been a popular topic since last week, when a three-foot rat was killed with a pitchfork in the Marcy Houses.