You probably have 10 places exactly like this one by your office. Via Jazz Guy on Flickr.
Most of the entries in the big book of fake holidays are terrible: Best Friends Day, Raccoon Appreciation Day, Green Day, Father’s Day, to name just a few. Tomorrow, however, is National Duck Out for a Drink Day, a holiday Alex Balk at The Awl created six years ago because it’s the rotting corpse part of the dead of August and you deserve to slip out of the office for a shot or a beer, or a shot and beer (note that he created this holiday five years ago, which I think was when the first republican debate was being held, I can’t be sure as I can’t remember a time when this campaign was not happening.) So take advantage of it, why not? You do truly deserve it, we all deserve it, let’s keep drinking until we feel like we don’t deserve it any more. (more…)
The yearlong feminist art show will include Marilyn Minter’s Blue Poles, Via Brooklyn Museum.
Good news, everyone! We finally killed sexism. According to this Pew study out this week, most men thing sexism is over and thank god someone finally asked men about that, because both being in the patriarchy and trying to fight it is exhausting. So now that sexism is over, what are we all supposed to do with our time?
One idea is to take a break from the realm of Dead White Guy art and go to the Brooklyn Museum, which is kicking off a yearlong feminist art exhibit starting in October. According to DNAinfo, the “Year of Yes” will be stocked with female-centric artwork and programming with the goal of “reimagining feminism.” Luckily, they don’t mean reimagining it this way. (more…)
Here’s a job weed like to apply for. Canada, the country that’s high above us, both geographically and in terms of moving its drug laws into a progressive, kind new era, has had medical marijuana since 2001 and is now on the path to full legalization, which is a cannabis-do attitude America lacks. Rolled up in that newly budding marketplace is a whole new stash of jobs. Today our Canadian bureau chief Sam Corbin passes us the news that could bowl you over if you’re looking for a freelance gig (though it may involve a few red-eye flights to get to work): Toronto-based NOW Magazine is hiring a freelance marijuana writer to “tackle Canada’s rapidly changing marijuana laws, industry and culture.” You’d be writing about law and politics, medical and recreational communities, retail and business angles, plus writing how-tos and FAQs, which, let’s be blunt, sounds like a kush gig. (more…)
Summer, as much as we hate to admit it, is winding down and soon the city will be filled with tiny, adorable new NYU students and the crisp terror of having to bring a jacket with you everywhere again. Pile all that up with the perpetual motion machine of schoolyard absurdity that is driving our current presidential election and the fact that Frank Ocean’s album finally came out, which gives us nothing to look forward to in the near future, and it’s clear you need a vacation.
Luckily, this is fall is looking to be a great time to travel, according to Travel + Leisure magazine, which reported on a study by airfare prediction app Hopper. The company’s chief scientist predicts airfare for a domestic round-trip ticket will drop by as much as 8.2 percent to a seasonal low of $213 in October. That’s about the same as last year at the same time but 16 percent lower than in 2014; you’ve got dropping fuel prices to thank. Prices will keep going lower in the winter months too, so you’re gonna have less reason not to visit your parents for the holidays this year. Good thing I heard a rumor President Hillary is going to outlaw Christmas, or something. (more…)
Naked actors from the Torn Out Theater troupe during a previous performance of The Tempest. Via website.
Shakespeare in the Park is a great free summer thing to do, but tickets are impossible to get and you’ve got to go all the way into Manhattan to sit in Central Park theater for hours, where you run the risk of losing you WNYC totebag among all the other WNYC totebags in attendance. Brooklyn has a few of our own versions; now we’re getting a new one that definitely feels more at home in our borough than tony enclaves of the Upper West Side.
A troupe of female actors is doing a run of all-nude performances of Shakespeare’s The Tempest starting Sept. 7. As the Brooklyn Paper reports today: “The show’s male director says that the stripped-down show is designed to promote body positivity — but he also knew that using unclad actors would create some conversation.” Director Pitr Strait told the paper: “We asked ‘How do we work nudity into the play so Shakespeare doesn’t get swallowed up and so the huge, distracting thing works for us?'” And while nudity is illegal in NYC (but not toplessness!), the city makes special exceptions for performance art. In short, these ladies will really bard it all for you. (more…)
It’s tough being a roving freelancer in New York City: Cafe owners are cracking down on free wifi, #brands are constantly co-opting your hustle and you get so frustrated at not being paid on time, sometimes you just got to sing about it. It can seem like the city is conspiring against you, closing in around you and constantly raising the price of cold brew when you are just looking for a seat and a reliable wifi signal.
But lo, fear not, for today we learn of one company stepping up to help out overworked freelancers: TGI Fridays, the nation’s leading app-developer, is offering a “Fridays Office” coworking space with free wifi at its Forest Hills location starting this week. It happens to coincide with the return of its Endless Apps special too. If your work schedule would be drastically improved by making your weak freelancer’s body stronger by consuming a feed bag full of mozzarella sticks and the occasional blueberry Long Island iced tea, get your ass to Forest Hills. (more…)
The Undone Sweaters closed out the Rock Shop’s live music era last night. Photo by Aaron Benoit/Brokelyn.
Rock and roll is here to stay, but just maybe not in Park Slope. The Rock Shop, a two-level live music venue and sports bar on Fourth Avenue that opened in 2010, will no longer host live music, performers and a representative from the bar confirmed last night. Instead, it will pivot to becoming a bar with a game room. Last night’s performance by Weezer cover band the Undone Sweaters and comedy country group The Reformed Whores was the farewell show for the venue.
“The Rock Shop is NOT closing, we just will not be having anymore live music,” a representative from the bar, who did not identify themselves, emailed Brokelyn last night. “The first floor will be converted into a bar with pool tables, pinball machines, and foosball table.”
The bar upstairs — which has a restaurant, roof deck and ample TVs — will remain open while the first floor is renovated, with a goal of reopening in September, the rep said.
The change marked the closing of yet another concert space in increasingly live-music starved Park Slope.
“It makes me sad because this was a place I used to go to and frequent a bunch and see cool bands,” Danny Tamberelli, a member of the Undone Sweaters (who you also know as Little Pete from Pete & Pete) told Brokelyn after the show last night. “It’s the only small room in this neighborhood of Brooklyn where it sounds good and it’s big enough to have a rock show, and they take all kinds. It’s not too snooty or particular. It’s a damn shame.” (more…)
The rent is so damn high we’ve all surely considered some drastic measures: pitching a tent in Prospect Park, crafting a lean-to out of discarded Budweiser cans (the only thing that beer may actually be good for) or just taking a sublet in a burrow deep, deep into the earth’s crust far away from Twitter, Tinder and condo developers (actually, this is called a grave and you’d still probably pay a lot: have you ever seen burial prices in this city?). Perhaps at some point you’ve looked around at all the office space across the city, which sits largely dormant for many hours of the day, and wondered if you should just roll up with a sleeping bag and crash for the night, and figure out a way to make ramen in a Keurig machine.
This might not be the worst idea actually: A new study from RentHop out this week shows commercial space (offices, businesses, etc.) is actually up to 45 percent cheaper than residential space across the city. In Gowanus, for instance, office space costs an average of just $32.64 per square foot per year, compared to $54.77 for residential space. Kinda puts a whole new twist on the desire to “work from home” amiright? (more…)
Brooklyn was the treasure the whole time! Photos by Tim Donnelly/Brokelyn.
You know that scene in The Sandlot where it’s just too damn hot to play baseball, and they have to skip their favorite activity to seek refuge from the heat? That’s been the past week here in Brooklyn, where even your summer-addicted Brokelyn staff needed a respite from the punishing heat that comes with our usual summer trifecta of outdoor drinking, beach bumming and outdoor drinking while beach bumming. In these situations you usually turn to a movie theater with its industrial air conditioning but the cinemas are currently offering up late-summer dreck along the lines of Suicide Squad and Hillary’s America. So yesterday, while enjoying a day off from work, me and some friends tried instead a new kid in town, the first of its kind really: mini-golf, specifically Shipwrecked, the first indoor mini golf course in Brooklyn.
Mini golf is all about nostalgia — the boardwalk nights where you dad showed you how to hold a club, the camp field trips where you had to fish the ball out of the water hazard over and over again, the birthday parties where you spent $10 trying to beat the Simpsons arcade game. In this brutal heat burn of a summer, when we’re suffering from a heatstroke of temperatures and a daily onslaught of hot wind out of Donald Trump’s mouth, it’s also a form of cheesy escapism.
Brooklyn doesn’t offer much in the way of mini golf (the one in the backyard of Bushwick Country Club baaaarely counts), so Shipwrecked opened a few months ago to fill a huge hole in the summer fun market. It’s not a particularly unique or challenging course, but what it lacks in windmills and obstacles it makes up for in production values – there are several “interactive” (read: coin-operated) features that spit steam and talk to you with dialogue awkwardly crammed with pop culture references and digs at the G train. It’s all wrapped around a narrative where you’re rescuing a pirate’s lost treasure, but it ends with a surprisingly sweet reminder that (spoiler!) Brooklyn was the treasure all along. Consider this a Brokelyn Letter of Recommendation for a place worth a few bucks for a place to escape the heat, and appreciate the endless treasure that is Brooklyn. (more…)