This isn’t a rant about how movies or TV used to be better (they weren’t). Rather, I wish to reflect here on how pop culture is conspiring to hit me in the face with nostalgia, making my knees buckle with the realization that my heroes, icons, and cultural touchstones are slipping away into history. Growing up, the world and my place in it were defined by popular culture. I have…
New Yorkers collect experiences like Girl Scout badges. Some are universal—crying on the subway, spotting a rat in broad daylight, running into an ex at a bodega—while some more advanced ones take years to earn. I’m proud to say that I’m the holder of one of the rarest New Yorker badges (ignoring Staten Island as usual): commuting by ferry. For a summer (one ripped from an early 2000s coming-of-age movie),…
This past Friday evening, I had a profound connection with a play, and if I’m being entirely honest, perhaps a touch more than I anticipated. The Whole of Time focuses in on a family who is the very epitome of enmeshment. In the mesmerizing world of the play, the androgynous Antonia (Josefina Scaro), whose age remains delightfully indeterminate, captivates with her childlike charm emanating from a sweater vest and a…
It’s pronounced Pearly. That was not obvious to me at first. The atmosphere at the invited dress rehearsal was like a party on Wednesday night as Leslie “Aaron Burr” Odom returned to Broadway in a play that has itself not been on Broadway since 1961. Purlie Victorious is a farcical slap-stick comedy set in the Jim Crow south – on a cotton plantation. Dangerous territory for a comedy, perhaps more…
I went to Brooklyn’s new immersive club and danced my heart out… Editing Note: This was originally set to published in May 2023. Sorry for the delay! The whole weekend it was raining in NYC. It was Friday night on the last weekend of April 2023. Dreary drudgery. But this shitty weather awakened a new sense of purpose in me and my friend: we will have a good time in…
There is almost nothing I love more than a bookstore. And this spring, defying all logic and a recession and the tireless dismissal of digital age warriors – New York City is having a bookstore resurgence – nay renaissance, and anyone who has seen the line to pay at The Strand wouldn’t be the least bit surprised. Let’s go back a few years. In the 2000’s there were way too…
