So I’m a little a late about reporting this, but you know the old saying: “better late than never.” Jeni’s Splendid Ice Creams has apparently been up and down the streets of Manhattan and Brooklyn giving away FREE Ice Cream this whole week. How this managed to fly under

In preparation for their upcoming show at Pianos (Saturday, 9/15) we talked to The Juliets’ frontman Jeremy Freer (guitar, piano, vocals, songwriter) about the band’s fave venues, the Motor City, and youthful rebellion via classical music. Be sure and catch their show this weekend (Saturday, 9/15) at Pianos and stream their

Something to shoot for … You know, just because you’re stuck paying off your student loans until those silvery white streaks start showing up on your receding hairline (you know, the kind that only look good on John “Silver Fox” Slattery) – doesn’t mean you can’t have a little fun too.

Truly, could there be something more pretentious than a battle of the literary types? Yeah, I can’t think of anything either. So in a way, witnessing one would sort of be like seeing… I don’t know… something that’s equally representative of such a special mindset. I guess it would be

“If you’re jealous of those with more money, don’t just sit there and complain. Do something to make more money yourself—spend less time drinking or smoking and socializing, and more time working.” – Gina Rinehart How many of you broke-ass motherfuckers were offended when you read that quote from Gina

The Dig The Dig is bringing back the grunge, the grit and the self-described “badass loser rock” that Brooklyn’s been craving for years. Led by the band’s two vocalists and childhood friends, Emile Mosseri and David Baldwin, the local New York City group is coming right off the heels of

The words “Chickens in Bed-Stuy” may conjure up images of an awesome muppet remake of a Spike Lee joint, but don’t get too excited just yet– when we talk about hens in Central Brooklyn on this website, we’re talking about urban chicken keeping.  Intrigued?  Then attend a FREE workshop on

Dickens might have described my younger self as “a young gentleman with the particular misfortune of having been born bereft of any expectations at all.” On the other hand, all of my friends would have garnered expectations up the wazoo. You see, I grew up with rich kids and while