Toby Buggiani describes his 4-year-old wine bar and restaurant as “a tiny, quirky space” where he gets elbow-deep in pizza dough and fresh vegetables on the daily. It’s a quiet little nook in Greenpoint (159 Greenpoint Avenue) where the things he loves can thrive: inventive art, plant-based cuisine, natural wine, and an ethos rooted in simplicity.
Adelina’s is a fairly young restaurant, but its story began back in the 1980s between the street art scene in Greenwich village and a humble kitchen outside of Tuscany.
“Most of what we do here is rooted in my history and what I believe in. Arthas a lot to do with that, actually,” Buggiani explains. “I was born in Italy, but we moved to New York City in the late 1970s for my father’s work as a painter, sculptor, and performance artist. I pretty much grew up in Greenwich village during the late 80s and early 90s surrounded by a lot of artists and musicians, friends of my parents and so on.” Continue reading →
Veteran hardcore punk bands are an odd thing. I’m thinking about the bands you listened to twenty years ago. The ones where you see their name in the concert listings and think, “They’re still around?”
Those type of bands are just not mainstream enough to land endorsement deals, multi-album recording contracts, or other obvious means of sustainability. It’s almost as if the doggedness and passion of their music carries them through hard years on the road.
Murphy’s Law, the hardcore band formed in 1982, pulls into The Grand Victory tonight (6/24) with just one remaining original member, but with the gravitas of a cultural mainstay. They’ve appeared in one of artist Matthew Barney’s Cremastermovies, and been featured in both Grand Theft Auto IV and Backyard Wrestling 2.
In another generational disconnect, Greenpoint metal institution St. Vitus puts on its grown-up clothes this weekend and hosts, of all things, a metal-themed flea market during the daytime. It’s your chance to engage in a little friendly haggling over the price of a replica blood-stained corpse. DJ Hellspell will establish the ambience. Continue reading →
Hey guys, welcome to Summer! If you’re anything like me you’re still vibing off this week’s cosmic combo of the full moon with the Summer Solstice. Ride that wave through Sunday if you can, with a few suggestions here…
But firstly, we have to tip our hat to the good folks at Secret Project Robot who recently announced that they’ll be leaving their space at Melrose Street at the end of the summer. “We’ve moved before, from Monster Island in Williamsburg to Bushwick, and we shall persevere, and move again… In many ways, We are ourselves to blame, we’ve helped to create a hipper safer neighborhood and higher rents, as so often do, have followed… ” They’re hosting a ton of events in the coming weeks, including a series of dance parties this weekend.
The new show by Jake Dibeler featuring Ms. William “Performance artist Jake Dibeler […] uses his unique brand of disarming, semi-tragic humor to sweep us along for the ride. Like a full-throated rendition of your favorite pop song in a sleazy bar, Dibeler’s performances may have the veneer of naive optimism but they twang with the dissonance of an emotional breakdown.” -Philadelphia Weekly
Its November 2002, and Pagan Kennedy of the New York Times, searching for a way to describe the fawning reverence of Conor Oberst’s young fans writes: “Maybe years from now they’ll be known as members of the generation startled out of puberty by 9/11”.
It is through this quote that I back-peddle, knowing now that Oberst’s McCarren Park show at Northside Festival last week, preceded the massacre in Orlando by several hours.
At a time when Americans adjusted ideologically to the opposite of security, Conor Oberst’s career jettisoned from local music notoriety to cult-ish teenage fan stardom. The life events Kennedy mentions (9/11 and puberty) are experienced both as universal facts and deeply subjective breaks from reality: the value of these breaks is derived from the shock-not merely of having happened-but from the shock that the world we thought we were experiencing before, is not the world we know after. Continue reading →
The Greenpoint Gallery has bounced back from the devastating fire back in February and has been actively up and running with some cool exhibits and art shows! At this time, it is now accepting submissions for the Annual Drawing Salon Show: Deadline is tomorrow! (Thursday, June 23rd at 11pm), and “Best in Show” wins $200 cash and a solo exhibition!
Drawings in pencil, charcoal, pastel, etc, will be considered within 36″ x 48″.
It could be easy to dismiss Wye Oak as another band for the denim shirt crowd—mellow, buttery dream-folk churned to the point of blandness. But the Baltimore duo, who played at Warsaw in Greenpoint Tuesday night, have some seriously un-bland musical chops—they’re kind of a reverse White Stripes, and that’s a good thing. Where The White Stripes had grit and a lack of polish, Wye Oak sound and look totally put together, as if they’ve walked out of a J Crew catalogue, if J Crew was trying to lean into the indie musician angle this season.
Andy Stack and Jenn Wasner have been making music together for 10 years, so their on stage collaboration is truly comfortable. Musically, they finish each others’ sentences. Andy keeps the rhythm rolling, simultaneously playing synths with one hand and drumming with the other, while Jenn is the mouthpiece for the band (Andy isn’t even mic’d) and shreds on the guitar. The pair are truly making gender-balanced rock: even though the vocals are female, their music isn’t feminine. Most of the time Jenn’s voice is melting into the back of the soundscape, creating a lush, oceany resonance. And when her voice isn’t buried back there, she sounds like a nymph-like ghost. It’s haunting, romantic and powerful music. Continue reading →
Out in the Rockaways tonight (6/17), ukelele master Lorena Leigh leads a music jam at sunset around a campfire.
Bring your bathing suit for a dip at dark. Or, a guitar for the campfire songs.
Saturday (6/18), if the Mermaid Parade seem too far afield, the Oxtail Picnic in Bed-Stuy has oxtail stew, steam fish, and a backyard bash where the crowd is “not too stoosh to shake their ass on the dancefloor,” as the event’s Facebook page puts it. Esteemed DJ P.U.D.G.E. presides.
Bill recently played New York in April, supporting the famous Iggy Pop on tour, with a drop-down at the United Palace Theater, uptown.
A prolific singer and songwriter, Callahan, active in the lo-fi New York scene for well over 20 years and only in the last few recording under his new name, has, perhaps, as Pitchfork has pointed out, maintained a kind of mystical aura, thanks not only to the minimalism of his music, writing, and interview repartee, but also because-up until recently-not many people had heard his own recordings. Callahan’s songs have been taken up by noted artists such as Gil Scott-Heron, Flaming Lips and Cat Power.
In a recent profile, The Washington Post described Callahan alongside three other major singer-songwriters as, “asserting their gravity in the North American mystery zone where cosmopolitan sophistication and folk mysticism overlap”.
Come see for yourself when Callahan plays Baby’s All Right this month.
Bill Callahan June 26 through June 28
Shows at 6PM and 9PM each night.
Baby’s All Right, Williamsburg Tickets
Matthew Ward recognizes that ceramics are having a moment of great popularity, but that is not what brought him to the art form. Around five years ago, the painter decided to try his hand, literally, at something new and began to learn the process of creating ceramics. For Ward, working with clay is satisfying because it allows him to combine the elements of painting that he enjoys — design and problem solving — with the fun of sculpting.
Clay has become Ward’s primary medium as he crafts most of his pieces on the potter’s wheel and hand-builds a few. He uses the eye he honed as a painter as he designs each piece, etching into its surface. The products of this process are a variety of simple —but not simplistic — forms marked with loosely geometric and primitive patterns, in rich but subdued colors. Ward strives to create what he calls “fine art pottery”, pieces that he feels will stand the test of time, ones that he hopes will be valued by their owners and passed from one generation to the next. Continue reading →