Have you ever walked under a ladder cradling a black cat with an open umbrella in your other hand and a dirty rabbit’s foot in your back pocket? Have you ever stepped on a crack on the sidewalk while whistling at night? Have you ever danced with the devil in the pale fluorescent lights of [...]
Time Gone Batty
Hey kids! Happy weekend, and Congratulations on surviving October! You deserve a cookie! OR a slap on the bum! Hope you’re well rested because the fun don’t stop for nobody: we’ve got a fully stocked cabinet of fun this weekend, and of course NEXT week is the HUGE 25th Anniversay Norton Records Blowout (which we [...]
Candied Mucous Jellybabies
So how’s everyone’s sanity and livers holding up? CMJ week is in it’s final throes, and whether you think it’s bullshit or whether you crowded into a packed room to see your favorite band or attended any one of dozens of “anti” parties - it doesn’t matter because it’s bigger than you! Like Christianity [...]
FALL IN
A crisp chill in the air…a leather jacket zipped just to the chin…the strappy sandal replaced with the leather boot…the switch from mojitos to bourbon…can you feel it? FALL is IN, you mothers! And as predictable as magical ponies leaping to their deaths from a rocky New England cliff on the blood harvest moon, rock [...]
A Day at the Races
I don’t bet on the horsies (and neither should your broke ass), but right here in this little old blog post I’ve got SURE BETS on where to go to get some ACTION this weekend, starting tonight…
Have You Ever Danced With a Satyr in the Pale Neon Light?
AWOOOOOOOGA! It’s officially the first all the way through nice weekend in this god forsaken city! So you know what that means: STRIP NAKED AND RUN WILD IN THE STREETS INCITING TERROR! With flowers in your hair, of course…
Karma Carnal Carnival
You don’t normally get the full on experience of it here in the northeast, but almost everywhere else in the world is barreling through a week long rager that ends on (fat) Tuesday…it’s CARNIVAL time! From Rio to Tobago, from Milan to Barcelona to my sweet Crescent City, it’s basically New Years Eve and Halloween rolled up into an 8-ball and mainlined into the fun gland of your cortex! People are getting dressed up like lunatics, drinking during daylight hours, and promenading down their respective boulevards like peacocks in love. Oh, something about Jesus is in there too, I understand… but didn’t de LAWD drink de WINE? Of course he did, you silly heathen.
Le Weekender
There are weekends and there are weekenders. These are the kinds of nights that all true warriors strive for. These are the nights we throw in the faces of haters and fakers who dare to tell you rock and roll, nay, that even FUN itself, is dead in New York City.
Fall Back!
Hope you’ve got your bearings about you, what after the month of insanity that gave us CMJ (Country Music Jammers?), a cosmically insane Halloween weekend (I heard ALL the stories, matey), midterm exams, the squash harvest, cider shingles, crack tastings and and all the other assorted stupid that October means to you and me…
Well, you’d best LIVER UP! This weekend Daylight Savings Time ENDS at 2am on Sunday morning. That means one whole extra hour of drinky poo! A multitude of fun awaits you out on the streets, and when you get home The Gin Fairy will leave a dollar bill and remorse under your pillow while you sleep!
I Got Them Ole’ Ice Cream Truck Delirium Tremors Again, Mama
Ruminating on crazy JetBlue guy and this oppressive heat wave that’s got the entire planet in a camel clutch, I was thinking about what needs to happen to make this summer even more awesome/batshit loony than it’s already been: Some guy behind an ice cream truck, who just can’t take it anymore…
