Videos of My Life
Last night, I got to meet Jon Auer, lead singer of The Posies. He and Eugene Mirman had done a show together, so Eugene brought him to the opening night of the Eugene Mirman Comedy Fest. He played two songs and still sounds amazing, and I got to tell him so backstage. So now I’ve been listening to The Posies all day, and now you will be too. Here’s a live version of my favorite song off of Frosting on the Beater, Burn and Shine.
This may get weird.
Thursday night (that’s tonight for those playing at home) from 8pm to 9pm EST, Kumail and I are going to be the esteemed guests on the David Angelo Radio Show, which you can listen to yourself by clicking here!
I have no idea how this will go down. Hopefully hilariously. You can call in live if you want by calling 251-300-JOKE
“It can definitely go asshole, but it can also be a fabric smile.”
For my non-NYC friends or my non-TONY reading friends, I wanted to share this completely ridiculously self-indulgent interview that Drew Barrymore gave recently. Time Out gave her a camera and asked her to snap pictures of “her New York”. Go see the photos here, and jump to read highlights of the ridiculousness.
This is why Jay-Z will save the world.
Here is a video of Jay-Z in the crowd at last Sunday’s Grizzly Bear show in Williamsburg, just rocking out. When asked about going to indie rock shows, he said “I don’t understand why people are always surprised to see me at shows! I’ve always said that I believe in good music and bad music, so I’m always at those type of events. I like music.”
We couldn’t get into this show because it was way over capacity only 30 minutes after it started, with so many hipsters choking the streets outside the park that they had to call the cops. Now I am full of regret.
Thanks ONTD!
This is only awesome if you’re an America’s Next Top Model fan…
Caridee English, winner of cycle 7 of ANTM, recently sublet a Brooklyn apartment for two weeks. Apparently, things did not go well. After the jump is the email that the original renter of the apartment sent to Caridee, and then posted on craigslist because she was pissed off. Read on, it’s nice and squirmy.
Disclaimer: I have no problems with Caridee and would delight in this no matter what ANTM contestant it came from.
The Relevance of Empty Space (in your summer)
I have fashioned myself as a bit of a Summer Activities Director among my friends, constantly suggesting ridiculous things to do that I hope are fun. Sometimes I miss, but yesterday, we all won! We headed over to The Putting Lot, which is a “miniature golf course that examines the relevance of empty space in the city”.
Basically, it is literally a vacant lot where nine artists have put together some amazingly cool and yet maybe not so physics-tested miniature golf holes. I was afraid, given their “catchphrase”, that it would be overly pretentious and stuffy, but instead it was just straight up mini golf, with other groups, kids, and everyone having fun.
It was $5 to play or $3 if, after you played, you made some “seed bombs”. Seed bombs are little balls made of seeds and dirt and fertilizer, and the idea is that the balls can be thrown in empty vacant space to create flowers where there were none. Guerrilla gardening, they call it.
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Ok, if that was too much for you, I understand, but jump to see our pictures from it, and seriously, if you live off the L, you must try this. It was a blast.
There’s always room for Jell-O.
When people ask me why I live here, as messy and crazy and fucked up as it is sometimes, I refer them to this link of the Jell-O Mold Competition that recently took place at the Gowanus Studio Space here in Brooklyn.
And then I go skipping off into the night.
The winnah, with Jell-O Jewels!
More after the jump, via Eat Me Daily.
An Open Letter to Martin Scorcese
Dear Short Stack,
I was really happy to hear that you were filming part of your HBO series here in my neighborhood- right across the street! I even told my family all about it! How fun would it be, I said, to see you in our deli or our coffeeshop!
Cut to last night at about 10:30, when I mentioned to Kumail that we had forgotten to repark the car and that we hadn’t really seen the car since Monday morning. We decided to go for a walk and just check and make sure that our little Protege was doing ok. You understand, don’t you, Marty? It’s important to keep track of your things. So imagine my shock when it wasn’t where we left it!
New York pranksters, I love you
My pal Kenz snapped this in the Lorimer train station and I stole it from her because it’s my right as an American.
As with any system, accessing it only takes the right passwords….
I don’t have much to add to this story, no witticisms or insightful comments, other than to say that if there’s a population that needs some damn infiltrating and scamming every once in a while, it would be the hipster population.
Please read about Kari Ferrell, a girl who has been terrorizing the men of Brooklyn with her name-droppage of Vice and Coachella, her “I love beards” tattoo, and her frank sexual talk, all while borrowing money she never pays back.
And guys, seriously. If a girl, even a Asian girl with tattoos that says she can get you into shows, asks you for money early on, don’t be an idiot.
