SFist witnessed a new apartment building tszuj the skyline with spectacular, gaudy turquoise aplomb, the (informal) renaming of the Mission/SOMA neighborhood border, the return of the Maltese Falcon, the Mayor Gavin Newsom mea culpa-ing over his Hawaiian getaway during the oil spill, and double-decker buses hitting the streets of San Francisco. Oh, and some baseball player named Barry Bonds is a liar whose pants, it seems, are totally on fire. LAist continues to cover the...
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--Preliminaries: Wednesday, October 10, Comedy Connection, Faneuil Hall, 7:00 and 9:00 pm --Semi-Finals: Thursday, October 11, Nick's Comedy Stop (Upstairs), 8:30 pm --Semi-Finals: Friday, October 12, Nick's Comedy Stop (Upstairs), 8:30 pm --Finals: Saturday, October 13, Cutler Majestic, 8:15 pm Here's last night's winners, and find out who Bostonist thinks got robbed after the jump. Preliminary Round Five The Winners: Paul D'Angelo and David Powell In the fifth round, the brainiacs represented. D'Angelo, a former...
Are you a sci-fi kid who spent last night in Las Cruces Jail? Then saddle up and mosey down to the Middle East tonight as Two Gallants and Blitzen Trapper take the Middle East out west and down south for some down-home tunes that mix up AM radio, Old West swagger, and a modern hippie/hipster vibe to create loud and laid-back jams.
If you have dreams of stardom or are looking for an easy way to make a fast buck, then the makers of Bachelor No. 2, which seems to be permanently shooting in Boston, are holding an open casting call at the Comedy Connection tomorrow, Sunday, September 8, between 12 pm and 6 pm. They were looking for rabbis last week, but now they're interested in an entirely different type: Hot, beautiful young college women and...
Swedish indie act Peter Bjorn and John's song "Young Folks" sure is catchy, light, and charming. Since the song includes Victoria Bergsman, formerly of the equally catchy The Concretes, the tune is sure to stick in one's head. In fact, when a DJ played "Young Folks" at River Gods the other night, the eyes of everyone in the bar lit up. People swayed. People smiled. The song set a perfect tone for the end of...
Saturday afternoon filled Davis Square with whimsical sculptures, Indian food, hipster-crafted trinkets, musical performances, children on stilts, and all the well-groomed puppies Somerville could muster up. Which, for the the record, is lots of puppies.
Trailer Treats will be tonight, July 19, at the Brattle Theatre. Doors open at 7:00 pm, and tickets are $12. Brattle Trailer Treats Night sounds an awful lot like a night out at the drive-in, except it's indoors. But it's all the outdoor fun you can stand under a roof! The Brattle Theatre will be showing nothing but movie trailers tonight, so you can witness the best, juiciest moments about a bad movie without having...
We here in the Ist-A-Verse know that we're sensational, but it's very rare that we get a chance to be sensationalistic. This week, we've decided to have ourselves a little fun and try our hand at tacky tabloid headlines, using nothing more than our favorite posts from this week. Torontoist Special Report: Rosie to Trump: "Fire 300 Bicyclists for Fraud!" On DCist: Students Go Wild for Slogans, Secrets and Sexual Harassment The action was thick...
Jonathan Lethem will be reading from You Don't Love Me Yet at Coolidge Corner (via Brookline Booksmith) on Tuesday, March 27, at 6:00 pm. Tickets are $2. Jonathan Lethem's raked in awards galore, and you'd think he'd try to top himself in scope of subject matter and heavy meaning with each book. Instead, he turns to the little world of a no-name band trying to make it in Los Angeles, and he continues to stake...
On Saturday afternoon, we reconvene in that big round room in the South End, where the usual suspects will be peddling their cleverly-designed and lovingly-crafted wares: My Paper Crane and their plush groceries; Art School Dropout, who strings together vintage flotsam and jetsam into ornate necklaces; Bright Lights Little City's paper lanterns made from paper cocktail umbrellas; Vonica and her baby-animal bags; Coffee Drinker's Pacman-adorned iPod cases and wristbands; Candy Thief's extreme collars and felt-flower brooches; and loud, articulate UtiliTies from Truth Serum Productions.
Exploit Boston has toyed with the format of Game Night they began collecting games to play. It was in Ball Square for a little while, The Paradise Lounge on occasion, then camped out at Common Ground in Allston for a while. But the Common Ground just didn't seem to be the right fit for Game Night. So Sooz ventured out down Harvard Ave and found a new soul for the more-or-less monthly get together. Tonight the games will be played at Soul Fire at 182 Harvard Ave in Allston (b-line and 66 bus accessible) for the second month in a row (and it could be the new home). Last month was a full house in the new venue.
Wait, wasn't that whole "Flash mob" trend supposed to encourage completely spontaneous events that prompted hordes of people to gather at random places and then suddenly go away?
Even as the stores sport back to school sales (which depress us, even now), summer lingers on your friends the -ists. This week's collection of links provides some of the best, worst, and oddest bits of summer fun. So, bring your laptop up onto the roof, make yourself an umbrella drink or ten, and enjoy this week's choice posts from across the Gothamist network. Torontoist (where it's 75 degrees F as of this writing)...
slight pause, and then in a small voice, "I don't have any."
So after we walked by the store, we recalled hearing about this local designer that was recently copied by the hipster mega-chain, Urban Outfitters. It seems that Johnny Cupcakes approached Urban about carrying some of their tees in their stores. Urban passed on the offer and instead used the design for their own t-shirt. The proof is in the pudding...or cupcake for that matter.
Houstonist reports on cross-dressing thieves and undressing educators this week. A Peeping Tom defends himself with a papaya and an outraged onlooker asks Ken Lay, "TATER TOTS OR FRIES?" Also, FEMA wants its money back.
This week we're trying hard to think about something other than how hard it is out here to be a pimp. Well, ok, maybe Bostonist is looking at the Oscars and just scratching our heads. We didn't know Jon Stewart could be that bland. We're still waiting to hear what Three 6 Mafia were wearing that made the camera all jakey last night. Now that we're done with the Academy we're looking back to Grammy....
When her fancy vacation home is featured in the New York Times, and she's pilloried on Slate.com for having the gumption to show off that home, of course. Susan Orlean, New Yorker regular and a Boston resident since 1982 (and former Globe and Phoenix staffer), lately had her upstate New York weekend pad featured in the Times's impossibly bourgie "House Proud" section (in which people much richer than Bostonist demurely share details about their palatial abodes). OK, whatever - a Boston writer had the good fortune to gain wide acclaim (bringing considerable riches, we imagine) and marry a rich guy to boot - big deal. This would have eluded our notice were it not for the fact that Timothy Noah at Slate thinks there is something terribly untoward about journalists (even softer-side-of, human-interest-book-writin' journalists) showing off their riches.
Oh, the irony. On New Year's Day, the Globe reported on the Boston area's high rate of millionaires (one in every 20 households, apparently) and on January 2, the mayor crowed in his inaugural address about the city's bright economic future and then suggested the answer to stopping violent crime is for pesky bystanders to stop being such chickens and start testifying. Right, because the root cause of high crime is, um, a lack of witnesses? Bostonist understands that Menino wants to carry on the dumb-but-passionate momentum of his campaign against "Stop Snitchin'" shirts, but seriously, can we talk about segregation, income disparity, and the fact that most of the millionaires who are carrying us boldly into the future live in the western suburbs and have no interest in Boston's schools or police? Maybe someone should start making t-shirts that say "Stop Investin' Your Money in the City Where You Made It" or "Stop Creatin' a Tax Code that Forces Corporations that Want to Extract Profit from a City to Do More than Just Create a Few New Service Sector Jobs." Perhaps that would encourage the mayor can get on his high horse about those problems, and t-shirts like that would definitely have ironic, hipster appeal.
Mention “music festival” this weekend and the hipster friends may immediately presume you’re talking about Austin City Limits. Out hipster them and clarify that Boston, in fact, has its own music festival in the brew this weekend: N.E.S.T. (North East Sticks Together). A series of 30+ (mostly music related) events at 6 venues over 7 days, N.E.S.T. spans all genres, deeming itself “a solid cross sampling of local artists.” Though N.E.S.T. claims that it isn't a music festival, it more or less is. Four friends got together, made some calls and made it happen. The Boston Phoenix added a sponsorship and thus, we arrive at a week of DIY musical merriment. Bostonist, admittedly, knows very little of the bands slated to play; fortunately, both the Phoenix and N.E.S.T. mastermind Dan have put together solid recommendations. Check out the N.E.S.T. website for the full line up and venue details; N.E.S.T. runs September 18 - 24.
Back in early August, Bostonist advised the timely purchase of tickets to see Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, performing at TT the Bears on September 14. Clearly someone was listening because the show has long sold out and a frenzy of desperate Craigslist posts (buying, not selling) has since ensued. The story follows suit for Sufjan Stevens, playing with Laura Veirs at the Somerville Theatre on September 8.
Bostonist enjoyed a flawless August evening of free indie rock tunes at the DCR Memorial Hatch Shell last night. At the latest installment of the FNX Radio Summer Concert Series, newcomers Longwave took the stage at 6 p.m. followed by our favored indie darlings, Spoon. Spoon played the crowd a pleasing set with selections from their 2002 release "Kill the Moonlight" and their recent 2005 success "Gimme Fiction." Perhaps the only downer at this completely free concert was the two rows of fencing and nearly 100 ft. separating Longwave and Spoon from their adoring Bostonist. Handsome Spoon frontman Britt Daniel acknowledged the distance, asking, “What’s up with that?” Yet even high security measures couldn’t contain the Boston hipster spirit, as heads bobbed and feet tapped to “The Way We Get By”, “I Turn My Camera On” and “Sister Jack."
Tonight at Great Scott, Blackout Bar hosts Turbojugend Boston's listening party for Turbonegro's Party Animals CD. Musical guests The Midnight Creeps and Rock and Roll Soliders (Oregon, Gearhead Records). Doors at 10, $4 cover.
Navy Yard, home to that thriving vibrant life associated with a National Park Service site and home to the oldest commissioned warship in the US Navy’s fleet is missing art. Yes, art. Boston has successfully turned the factories of the South End into SoWa, with First Fridays open studios and dozens of little galleries. Where’s the next hotbed of inspiration? The Charlestown Navy Yard really screams to us "I want to be a Creative Incubator!" Boston Redevelopment Authority envisions Navy Yard as a home to artists, artisans, and public art installations. An initiative outlined in March by the BRA described an effort reinvigorate the area with specialty lighting for the ships, distinctive signage, specific area’s of interest on each pier, and general connectivity with the Harborwalk defined by blue bubbles lining the sidewalk (take that Freedom Trail). In addition to the Waterfront Activation Plan is announced intention to turn the BRA owned Ropewalk Building into
a mix of workspaces for artists and for creative companies, such as furniture artisans, graphic designers, and music publishers. These creative entrepreneurs would be supported by a system that allows them to share resources...other possibilities include a retail component, which would sell the products of the artists, extending the range of services available to residents of surrounding area.It has been Bostonist’s understanding for some time that along with an artist community usually comes some nice hipster places to eat. Apparently Finagle-a-Bagel really fills that role for the up and coming Charlestown neighborhood, and no, Olives doesn't count as hipster. Contact BRA directly to set up a tour and focus group session for anyone interested in helping them realize the vision of the Ropewalk Building.
Somerville already has hipster hangouts, soaring home prices, and soon, the Green Line. So what's the next knot to tie in the scout kerchief of gentrification? Why a farmers' market of course! This Saturday, forced from our un-air-conditioned home by the sweltering heat, Bostonist stumbled upon the debut of this market, presented to the people of Somerville with much fanfare by Mayor Curtatone, Alderman Provost, and other city notables. In fairness, neighborhood evolution is inevitable,...
Why do the dreamboats always roll into town when Bostonist goes away for the weekend? (Boozy better be worth the bus ride.) Tonight at 7pm, David Rees will be chatting with the Harvard kids. Rees is the genius behind Get Your War On, the clip-art comic that blends equal parts sarcasm and hatred for the Bush administration. GYWO appears regularly in Rolling Stone, and Rees donated all the proceeds from the Get Your War On II collection to help clear landmines in Afganistan. Bostonist met Rees in 2003 at a Million Year Picnic signing, and we're still swooning.
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