Urban Honking

NY Times does a piece on our neighborhood bodegas, coffee joints, bars. The amazing part is that the chick interviewed Ralph, our neighborhood barista/bartender, and his best friend Steve, the theater dude. Leading me to believe she’s a local. Sigh. And…. sigh.

After making me listen to Daughtry on her walkman, my mom goes in on the 2007 American Music Awards: “Chris Brown” [who, after seeing this christmas today, she is now in love with] “is the new Michael Jackson.” “Nicole Scherzinger is like Celine Dion, but better. Her voice is just so pure.”

Mom’s in town and has already described someone wearing too much make-up as looking like “a hooker.” Kevin, meeting her for the first time, described her as “old world meets new world,” which is pretty accurate. My amazing cousins Kelsi and Ana are in town, too, along with their parents – fam reunion cause my […]

I realize I am late in listening to this whole Trill Fam album (too busy sweating Freeway), but how are muhfukkas gonna have a track called “Materialistic Bitch,” verbally smacking a gold-digging lady, then have a track called “Leave the Tags On,” about wanton materialism? REALLY? COMO SE DICE “DOUBLE STANDARD.” It’s not a thru-and-thru […]

Memo to all Gowanus and Boerum Hill residents, and those Park Slopers who walk down 4th Avenue towards Atlantic to get to the subway: my favorite bodega, on 4th ave and Dean street, closed a few months ago, much to my sadness. It was the only Mexican bodega for miles – the next closest is […]

Dudes, Fader homies just posted up this exclusive Strokes film to go along with their 50th issue. I care about that much about the the Strokes and the film is shot in Warholian pseudo-art “no sound, gritty film quality,” (aka “I am being lazy but will still get over because you think i am cool”) […]

Mon review del Kellz, the official, readable version. Just jammed it out today.

Over Thanksgiving I visited the new Museum of Contemporary Art in Denver. One of my favorite parts of the museum was an installation by David Altmejd. The show consisted of a large room with the walls covered mirrors, and 6 figurative statues whose surfaces were covered in mirror as well.

Lacking any viable Saturday nite dance-action, me and my man-friend checked out “Southland Tales.” The new film written and directed by Richard “Donnie Darko” Kelly, it notoriously stars the Rock and was booed at Cannes, but last night, it wasn’t wanting for any Angelika art-theatre audience. Post-film, a lively debate about the nature of The […]