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24-27 march 2016.

things i’m doing this weekend… THAT BETTER INVOLVE THE LAST THING ON THIS LIST OR I’LL DIE. (scroll down, quick!)  (oh then read the rest too!)

THURSDAY

PEEP Show, World Money Gallery, Bushwick.
because peeps shouldn’t be saved for sunday, gallery space in williamsburg brings you a new type of peep show. highlighting the pervasiveness of voyeurism that already exists in our everyday lives, through social media, through dating apps, through your bedroom window- recognized and celebrated on stage all over the gallery space and through paintings, photographs, collage, and a burlesque show. the show opened march 12 and runs through this weekend, so GO. 41 montrose ave, noon-7pm means you can finally redefine your average nudey lunch break.
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Spring Cleaning at Brooklyn Craft Company, Greenpoint.
when was the last time you cleaned out your closet and came out with 5 DIY projects and a limitless new set of handicraft skills? yeah that hasn’t happened. bk craft company cleans out their closet and is offering a 5-in-1 craft class thursday night. go home with mobiles, felt flowers, friendship bracelets, painted cats (both real and fake!), greeting cards, and maybe a weird combination of all of those. $55 includes instruction and supplies. PLUS cocktails! just what arts and crafts needs, a bit of danger added to it. 7-10pm, $55, 61 greenpoint ave. get handsy with me.
The Secret Loft Show in Bushwick.
pizza, laughing, bodies moving. that’s all i ask for, every thursday night. apparently our friends at Secret Loft (which what is that, a physical place rather than a clandestine notion?) heard me- check out the Secret Loft Comedy Dance Party- with PIZZA. doors open at 830, show starts at 9pm., 255 McKibbin St. and there may be free pugs?
Bologna, Negroni at Manhattan Inn, Greenpoint.
mmm, i don’t know about you, but i never have a negroni without some sort of tubular meat. (that was equally the falsest thing i’ve ever said and the worst attempt at a joke i’ve made on this blog.) anyway, why don’t you go to this show, ok? they’ll make you laugh and get you refreshingly tipsy. great comedy and cheap negronis all night, not a bologna in sight! and trust i’ll be sitting here in my shame enjoying a negroni and some vienna sausages. free, 9pm, 632 manhattan ave. you don’t think this sounds like fun?? that’s boloney!

FRIDAY

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The Wild Honey Pie presents Salt Cathedral and friends, Alphabet City.
if somehow you missed salt cathedral’s insane performance at baby’s all right two weeks ago (don’t say i didn’t give you fair warning) i highly recommend you check them out friday night featured in this week’s reason to cross the river. sponsored by bk i’m trying’s favorite music blog the wild honey pie, they play with ryan egan and corbu. tickets, $10
at berlin, 25 ave A, 8pm. i’ll be your wild honey pie any day
CHANCES WITH WOLVES, Baby’s All Right, Williamsburg.
every week i write this weekend guide. and every week, i feebly google “chances with wolves” and cross my fingers and every week i reach an events page full of hope only to see that his last event waswolf the first time i saw this insane dj duo play. not this week. it’s happening. IT’S HAPPENING. go to this party and dance your ass off because this is one of my favorite djs in the city, by far. GO. baby’s all right.146 Broadway, 10pm, for free, which is absurd. you miss every dance you don’t take.

SATURDAY

Black Gold Dig XIII at the Morbid Anatomy Museum, Gowanus.

AH this is so early! i’m just going to have to sleep in gowanus. come to Gold Dig’s semi-annual record sale at the morbid anatomy museum. THOUSANDS of records on sale for $1 each. you need to update your collection. this is the time do to it. see you there bright and early (or, sleepless, after i take my chances with the wolves listed above), dollars in hand. all info here. come spin me right round, baby.

 

Yoga at the Brooklyn Museum, Prospect Heights.
ever admired artwork from downward dog? or giggled at an alexander calder mobile from happy baby? or blend in beside a giacometti sculpture while in tree pose? well, you haven’t lived then. get into the artists heads and out of your own friday morning at the brooklyn museum with a community yoga class that includes museum admission. $20, 9am-11am, 200 eastern pkwy. be flexible.
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if you didn’t discover yourself in yoga, find something else! there’s a scavenger hunt also at the museum, starting at 11am. like a grownup easter egg hunt, run around with a group of new friends. find art. make art. and at the end you just might get your eggs harvested- it’s mainly singles-focused. $30 1-4pm what a find!
via smorgasburg.com
via smorgasburg.com
Smorgasburg Winter Flea, Sunset Park. 
ah, saying goodbye to winter is bittersweet because it also means goodbye to the beautiful lovechild of brooklyn flea and smorgasburg that was born in that vast warehouse space in sunset park and brought us warmth and slobbery happiness every single weekend this winter. go celebrate their last day (bike there, it’s springtime!) and prepare yourself to transition to full outdoor smorg + flea, saturdays and sundays respectively, back at the waterfront next weekend.
Industry City Distillery, Sunset Park.
finish your sunset park adventure off wiht a drink (or a tour!) of industry city distillery. if you haven’t been, you owe it to yourself. if you have, go again. or thrice.
head up to ICD for a drink (4-10p) or a tour, at 3pm reserve a spot here- http://drinkicd.com/#visit
Brunch Bounce at Verboten, Williamsburg. 
so many things wrong with this. so, so many. i’m sorry, maybe you want to brunch all day. until 10pm. 10pm. and if so, go. if not, go get brunch at el born and actually bounce. to somewhere else. another activity! there are a million options. brunch already claims two meal spots- it can’t claim all three, and then the apertifs as well. what are you doing to yourself. (haHA! fake link! i told you- don’t go to this. i am not sponsoring this event- instead, listen to my playlist in the park with your friends.)
Easter Egg Hunt and Pub Crawl, Williamsburg.
you aren’t too old to hunt for eggs. or too young to do a pub crawl. you are in that sweet spot of innocence and debauchery, discovery and complete savagery. take advantage of it with this event, on beloved grand st in the heart of williamsburg, it will have you bouncing to 7 different bars fighting your friends for neon plastic eggs filled with some really fucking good prizes and happiness inside. this is totally free with the monster happy hour app (i mean why not) or $5 at the door. come on, get hoppy. and eggcited. trust me, it will be all it’s cracked up to be. come get out of your shell. 2-5pm at 4th down sports bar, 750 grand st. please leave more egg puns in the comment section.
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Hot Glass, Cold Beer at Brooklyn Glass Studio, Gowanus.
saturday doesn’t have to blow. folks, welcome to the trifecta of weekend events. supporting local artists? check! learning a new skill? check check! adding to your unique handmade collection of brooklyn glassworks? oh yeah baby. and bottomless beers- let’s fucking do this. brooklyn glass studio’s annual (semi-annual?) fundraiser brings you into their studio for a hottt glass blowing demonstration. a fire performance, free-flowing brews and you get to take home your hand-blown glass. tickets, $25, 7-11pm, bk glass studios, 142 13th st. get your (gl)ass there!!

SUNDAY

it’s easter. go to the park and be with your friends if you can’t be with your family.
(note- image below is not supposed to represent you and your friends in the park… keep reading.)
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i don’t like this.
Full Bunny Contact, in the context of your worst nightmares, both Brooklyn and Manhattan.

i don’t know about you, but i haven’t had any issues being afraid of monster easter bunny creatures since donnie darko. this event brings all of that out of your nightmares and into the very real-life stage of a caged infield. with you and two friends. armed with easter baskets and adrenaline born from sheer terror. It seems the bunnies have pads, which isn’t fair. Listen, I neither support (for legal purposes) or disapprove of this but I’m just putting it out there. It’s festive, I suppose. but just leave a comment below and let me know how it goes, huh? all details here. Check it out, because the last time you were aggressively attacked by a bunny it was at a college costume party. Where jungle juice was involved. And, I’m really sorry about that.

National Paella Day, por todos partes.
it also happens to be national paella day- celebrate by hosting a paella party for friends right in your own home- as an better-than-amateur paella chef and dinner-party-in-small-apartments enthusiast, i’ve planned it all out for you (link coming soon!). don’t feel like cooking? celebrate at socarrat in the city, or brooklyn i’m trying favorite el born, on manhattan ave. sunday nights be charmed by live flamenco guitar and all of the good looking spaniards  working at this charming little neighborhood gem. and the food is absolutely impeccable. salud!

this image is from an excellent piece on eater.com
this image is from an excellent piece on eater.com

where to eat this weekend.

Rider, 80 N 6th St, Williamsburg.
i love feeling like i am cooler than so much of the contrived bullshit happening inevitably along with the gentrification of our neighborhoods, but i also really love getting a slice of humble pie shoved down my fucking throat when something dope as shit arrives. enter: rider. the progressive, simplistic, absolutely perfect food complement to national sawdust from chef revered patrick connolly. catch a glimpse at the menu and all of the magical happenings in the space it’s attached to. and for a moment, forget that so many progressive music spaces have been taken from us over the past two years. (RIP glasslands, spikehill, and (almost) cameo.) humble pie aside, i will still take the cool-girl liberty of giving them a slogan- RIDER DIE.

where to drink this weekend.

Capri Social Club, 156 Calyer St, Greenpoint.It’s a war on dive bars. Gentrified Edison-bulbed small plated establishments on one side, and neighborhood mainstays like the Capri Social Club on the other. we are armed with our waning livers, crumbled greasy dollar bills and pleading eyes. and we will fight to the death. join me, anytime this weekend, at greenpoint favorite Capri Social Club. they have dollar jello shots, a kickass juke box, and décor that looks like it’s from every polish stoop sale in greenpoint since the 80s. its where your dreams come true, as long as your dreams involve basic rail drinks, low lighting, and a soundtrack mostly of elvis’s greatest hits. let’s just all go.

 

 

THIS. IS. IT.

there are literally no words. i am either going to be the happiest person alive, blasting on a self-[propelled jetpack of adrenaline and pure unadulterated love of humanity tomorrow morning or i am going to cash in my chips (which at this point, are made from potatoes) (and aren’t even the fancy kettle cooked kind), call my entire reason for being a loss, and leave without a trace.

LCD SOUNDSYSTEM IS PLAYING TWO SHOWS AT WEBSTER HALL. 

LOTTERY HERE. or if you are one of those lucky bastards with a ticket to panorama, please. please. let me have it. PLEASE. let me have it! i need to report on it! you know i do!

 

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