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by Henry Stewart
on Thu, Oct 27, 2011 at 4:07 PM
No wonder the occupy movement sprang up in New York. Of course, the city is home to the financial industry, but it's also home to the greatest income disparity, according to census data reported by the Times. "The income gap in eight major metropolitan areas was... higher than the national average," the paper writes. "The New York metropolitan area topped that list." New York State was also first among states.
Breaking it down by neighborhood, Morningside Heights had the greatest income gap. (Rosedale, in Queens, had the lowest.) "In... the Upper East and West Sides and Greenwich Village, the top 5 percent of households make an average of over $1 million," the Times reports, making them home to an inordinate number of the infamous one percent.
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by Mark Asch
on Thu, Oct 27, 2011 at 3:21 PM
In this week's Voice, your friend and mine Nick Pinkerton talks to the former wife and partner of the late David C. Stone, who's honored with a retrospective at Anthology Film Archives beginning tonight with an encore screening of Adolfas Mekas's Hallelujah the Hills, which Stone produced; she recalls their ground-level fundraising for independent films, and censor-board battles while running an influential arthouse in London.
One film from the series in particular exemplifies Stone's guerrilla filmmaking tactics and progressive politics: Robert Kramer's Ice, from 1969, which he produced, and which screens at Anthology every couple of years to a crowd eager to finally see the film from which the above still originates. Which, given present circumstances, should be fairly large this Sunday and the Monday following.
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by Lauren Beck
on Thu, Oct 27, 2011 at 2:38 PM
It's the time of the year for bite-sized Butterfingers, shrunken Snickers bars, mini boxes of Junior Mints and parades, made all the better by what has become somewhat of a tradition for bands around the city: special Halloween cover shows. The premise is simple: a band you like (i.e. Titus Andronicus) plays a cover set of another band you like (i.e. Weezer, as Titus did at that fateful VICE party a few years ago), typically embracing the Halloween spirit by dressing up as said band in addition to playing their songs. It's a lot of fun and a way to cleanse your palate after last week's flood of CMJ shows. For whatever reason, this year doesn't seem to have as many in store as in recent memory, but not to worry, there are still a few happening in the coming days that we'd like to draw your attention to. Here we go:
TONIGHT Death by Audio: Feminist arts collective Permanent Wave curates a riot grrrl cover show, featuring ever-smiling ex-Titus member Amy Klein and band taking on Springsteen, Care Bears on Fire-offshoot Claire's Diary doing Le Tigre, Mindtroll covering the one and only Salt-n-Pepa (a dance team is also involved), WOJICK doing the The Cramps, EULA doing Blondie, and Delta Hotel doing their best impression of That Dog. More info here, $7 at the door.
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by Audrey Ference
on Thu, Oct 27, 2011 at 1:50 PM
Lisa Riordan Seville wrote a long, interesting piece for Salon about the recent sex attacks in Brooklyn, the rape cops, and the DSK acquittal. Her thesis is basically that rapes, sexual assaults, and especially gropings are way under-reported and the perpetrators of these crimes are very, very rarely convicted of them. It's depressing as shit, basically. Some of the worst bits include cops purposely downgrading sex crimes to keep their numbers good:
Investigations by newspapers in Philadelphia, Baltimore, New Orleans and elsewhere have revealed elaborate schemes by police to make rape and sexual assault disappear. Some departments “downgraded” reported felonies to misdemeanors or non-criminal complaints. Others questioned the account of the victim or lost files in bureaucratic limbo.
A year after the Baltimore Sun revealed that police had deemed hundreds of potentially legitimate sexual assaults “unfounded” to keep numbers down, reported rapes have risen by 50 percent.
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by Lauren Beck
on Thu, Oct 27, 2011 at 12:57 PM
Isn't she supposed to be a baby?
Frances Bean seems to have turned out all right — we learned in a 2008 interview with Harper's Bazaar that she's super into musicals and dreams of one day interning at Rolling Stone. Now all grown up (technically 19, for us old people), she's reportedly engaged to Isaiah Silva of LA-based rock band The Rambles. (I'm listening now. They sound kinda generic classic rockish aiming for mainstream radio; there are lots of pop melodies and references to wanting to have a good time.)
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by Mike Conklin
on Thu, Oct 27, 2011 at 12:45 PM
The L Magazine is looking for a Music Intern to work in the office at least two full days per week, with the primary duty of maintaining live music listings on our website and writing short, descriptive blurbs of the bands performing.
A deep interest in music is obviously the main qualification, and a strong knowledge of the Brooklyn music scene would certainly be helpful. But in addition to that, we're really looking for someone who hopes to break into the world of music journalism—the person hired for the position will be encouraged to pitch ideas for blog posts, record reviews, interviews and so on, and should therefore have a solid understanding of our publication, as well as the broader landscape of music criticism in 2011.
To apply, email a cover letter, resumé, and writing samples to musicintern@thelmagazine.com. In your cover letter, please include the name of your favorite album of all-time, your favorite album of 2011 so far, and the last live show you saw.
The position is unpaid, but those in school can earn college credit.
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by Mark Asch
on Thu, Oct 27, 2011 at 12:06 PM
The Coffin Factory is a new thrice-yearly lit mag out of Park Slope, edited by Randy Rosenthal (a sometime contributor here) and Laura Isaacman, two self-described "people who love books [and] products of the MFA-Industrial complex." The first issue, just out this month, features photography, interviews with Justin Taylor and the publishers of New Directions, as well as fiction and essays—in fact, fiction by Joyce Carol Oates and José Saramago, and essays by Milan Kundera, Roberto Bolaño and Rabindranath Tagore, among other authors who're more local and in some cases more living. I emailed with Rosenthal and Isaacman recently.
Why “The Coffin Factory”? What does the name connote? Though there is reasoning behind what Joyce Carol Oates calls “the most incongruous title,” we think it’s far more interesting to hear what other people think, as everyone has different associations. Pablo Medina thought there was an unusual karmic connection between himself and the magazine because he lives in a converted carriage factory where hearses were once made. Edith Grossman asked us if The Coffin Factory is where The Exquisite Corpse now rests. One professor thought the title came from a line in a Dickens story, where a boy sleeps in a coffin factory. People have suggested literary allusions to Gogol, Faulkner, or Poe, none of whom we were thinking about when we came up with the name, but connections we appreciate. What do you think The Coffin Factory means?
The under construction Brooklyn Navy Yard historical center on Flushing Avenue.
It's been two years and some change since the plans to convert the Brooklyn Navy Yard's Building 92—the 1852 former United States Marine Corps Commandant’s residence on Flushing Avenue between Carlton Avenue and Adelphi Street—into a historical center and exhibition space were first announced. And though most of the yard's other historic structures have only grown more irreparablydilapidated in the meantime, the renovated, revamped and expanded Building 92 historic center will be ready to open on Veterans Day (November 11).
The New Jersey-born and Park Slope-based playwright Amy Herzog (no relation to Werner), whose most recent productions in New York were this summer's 4,000 Miles with Lincoln Center Theater and last winter's After the Revolution with Playwrights Horizons—both very favorably Times-reviewed—is one of two New York-based recipients of the $50,000 Whiting Writers' Award for 2011 (along with Manhattan novelist Teddy Wayne).
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by Henry Stewart
on Thu, Oct 27, 2011 at 8:59 AM
Ti West'sThe Innkeepers screens on Friday night as part of the Film Society of Lincoln Center's fifth Scary Movies series. Magnet Releasing will release it on demand in December and in theaters in February.
The first scare in The Innkeepers is a cheap jolt, done by one character to another as a practical joke. It's not because director Ti West doesn't know how to scare an audience. I mean, the few scares that he delivers during the bulk of this movie are smart, good-natured, and funny, but The Innkeepers isn't a goofy horror movie. It's just that West knows that the scariest thing you can see on screen isn't something bad happening to someone–it's something bad happening to someone you've grown to love over the last 100 minutes. He scares his characters so you'll like them more; then he scares you.
In a release this morning the Brooklyn Museum announced that it is one of only ten institutions in the country to receive a Medal for Museum and Library Service from the Institute of Museum and Library Services (IMLS) for its service to the Brooklyn community. The institution is the only New York City recipient among this year's winners of the medal (full list after the jump), which recognizes innovation in public service and community outreach.
Indoor bicycle parking, per a municipal law that was passed back in 2009 and dubbed alternately the "Bike Access Bill" or "Bikes in Buildings," is not just an amenity for the wealthy but a right any company can demand that its landlord honor—provided their building has a freight elevator. But some building owners have found ways to keep bikes out of their office space, either by demanding an exemption from the city or simply by paying the fines resulting from refusal.
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by Lauren Beck
on Wed, Oct 26, 2011 at 2:53 PM
Came across a newish tumblr blog today, this one much more charming than most. Boy meets girl in NYC, he's in a band, she considers herself well-versed in the world of indie-rock, he keeps buying records, she learns that she's not as well-versed as she thought. So they start a blog and call it My Boyfriend's Record Collection, where every day they pick a record out of said record collection, each write about it, and blindly post their thoughts before the other is able to read what they wrote. It's part diary, part Newlywed Game, part music criticism, and comes with a complementary reading playlist reeling through choice songs from each of the featured records. Since August, we've seen the likes of Born to Run, last year's Titus Andronicus album, Neutral Milk Hotel's On Avery Island, The Boy With the Arab Strap, The Cardigans, tUnE-YaRdS, The Queers, Jay Reatard... a nice mix, one that invigorates the idea that music can take on new meanings when shared with people you love or, if nothing else, a break from being cynical for at least three minutes a day while you read the latest entry. Gonna go draw some hearts on my notebook now.
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by Mark Asch
on Wed, Oct 26, 2011 at 2:04 PM
A couple of years ago, Jonas Mekas, the godhead of New York’s underground film scene and a cofounder of Anthology Film Archives, moved to Greenpoint—it was the signal event of the East Village’s irreversible gentrification, until earlier this year, when the Mars Bar, the legendary dive down the block from Anthology, served its last lukewarm bottled beer to a rent-stabilized daytime drunk.
So it’s incredibly fitting that the first Greenpoint Film Festival, which kicks off tomorrow night, will open with the world premiere of Mekas’s new feature film, the as ever affectingly home-movie-ish My Mars Bar Movie. He offered the film to the fledgling festival, explained festival director Rosa Valado in an email recently, in recognition of the changing cultural geography of New York City.
Faile's Patrick McNeil and Patrick Miller working at Houston and Bowery this morning. (Photo via Bowery Boogie)
French street artist JR's massive extreme close-up photo portrait "Lakota, Dakota Nation" has been watching over the intersection of Bowery and Houston Street for the past four months, but as of this morning Bushwick-based street art duo Faile is wheatpasting one of their cut-ups of vintage advertising-like images over the furrowed black and white brow—and the bright Kenny Scharf smileys beneath.
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by Eugene Reznik
on Wed, Oct 26, 2011 at 12:33 PM
About 150 protesters led by Brooklyn Democratic Party boss Assemblyman Vito Lopez marched in solidarity with the Occupy Wall Street movement yesterday afternoon, from Borough Hall across the Brooklyn Bridge to Wall Street. This was the first time OWS demonstrators have marched across the bridge since October 1, when more than 700 protestors were arrested for spilling onto the roadway. Yesterday, they crossed the East River peacefully along the bridge's pedestrian walkway; Lopez’s office had worked closely with the police department and no one was arrested.
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by Lauren Beck
on Wed, Oct 26, 2011 at 11:40 AM
With only a sprinkling of Halloween shows happening around the city this week, it's Green Day that swoops in and makes up for the slack. They just announced a show tomorrow at The Studio at Webster Hall, which, for the record, holds a mere 300 people, all of whom are encouraged to wear a costume. So, now, this: Tickets go on sale today at noon — right here — and only cost $20, which honestly isn't that hefty of a price even if the cynic in you is telling you otherwise. There's a two-ticket limit per customer and are will-call only, a point made on the venue's website in detail: "If wearing a costume you must still be clearly identifiable to your photo ID." So, you know, Green Day. Maybe they'll play this:
A crowd of more than 60 Haruki Murakami fans packed into WORD’s basement reading space late on Monday night in order to celebrate the release of the prolific Japanese author’s latest, 1Q84, which officially went on sale yesterday. A few brave guests, all of whom had pre-ordered the book, got up to read their favorite passages from the award-winning writer’s body of work.
"There is something community-building about people reading to other fans, and the Brooklyn literary scene is such a community,” said Jenn Northington, event manager at WORD, noting that there were many familiar faces in the crowd. “So they make it easy.”
Robert Scarano, the Brooklyn-born architect who works out of a Jay Street building whose pointy rooftop addition (pictured) he designed himself, is the master of the ugly condo look. So much so that in 2010 the Department of Buildings barred him from filing any new projects. Scarano appealed the decision earlier this year and was denied, and now Crain's reports that Brooklyn's most prolific architect has been denied his appeal one last time.
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by Henry Stewart
on Wed, Oct 26, 2011 at 9:46 AM
Anecdotal evidence suggests a growing problem with violent teenagers in Boerum Hill. Since September, the Brooklyn Paperhas counted at least five examples of teens attacking people or property or both, not to mention the time in January that the paper's own reporter was assaulted; the manager of a local drugstore has to kick out teenagers "at least 10 times a day." The most recent attack took place on Bergen Street, where eight teenagers surrounded a 40-year-old Cobble Hiller and his friend; the former was punched in the face, even though he was wearing glasses (c'mon, teens), which fractured and damaged his cornea. "The kids just laughed and hurried off," the victim told the Paper.