Interactive art collectives Something Different and We Are Raw Process throw a mini-festival and art party at Lot 45 this Saturday at 6 p.m., with live acts from Mattie Safer (formerly The Rapture), Wild Torus, and DJs Max August, Mykola Smith, Fenbred, Chakana and more. Festivities include live canvas and body painting, interactive projection art, and free paint brushes with every pre-sold ticket for guests to channel their inner Picasso in the paint party.
Tickets & Location:
$10 Limited Release
Pre-sale tickets available at www.somethingdifferentny.com
$15 General Admission at the door
I’ve been waiting for this party all summer. BangOn! NYC is back with Short Shorts3: From Dusk Til Dawn, taking place at a secret Brooklyn Venue next Saturday, August 16th. The party will rage from 6 PM – 6 AM and feature live DJs, a silent disco, an open pit BBQ, slip n’ slide, pancakes at dawn (hell yeah!) and a whole hell of a lot more. So put on some “too small to call clothing” and bring those cheeks out to play.
Because drunk, slobbering, college-aged PDA and scrambled eggs go hand-in-hand. And just like that Bushwick became a little bit dumber:
East Williamsburg and Bushwick locals will soon have a place to play Spin the Bottle — all day and all night.
Amancay’s Diner, a 24-hour restaurant and music venue, is set to open at 2 Knickerbocker Ave. next month with what they’re touting as “the world’s first dedicated Spin the Bottle” table, said owner Chang Han, 48.
The table, surrounded on three sides by a red leather booth, will have a bottle secured to the top, like a Lazy Susan, said Han.
“Everybody’s played Spin the Bottle at one time or another,” said Han, who recalled playing the kissing game with four college students every Monday at his closed East Village restaurant Gama.
Playing games at his businesses isn’t new for Han, who said he used to “get drunk with a lot of girls” and bowl with melons inside the grocery and deli he owned for 10 years, St. Mark’s Market.
At Gama, he wrestled with 21-year-olds in a kiddie pool full of jello. (“I was getting my ass kicked,” he said.)…
The neighborhood needed a sit-down place to eat after the bars closed — and a place for its owner to party for a while, he said…
“I’m a professional party guy,” he said with a grin.
The Awl has some alternatives that we MUCH prefer:
4. “Well my mailing address is Queens but I feel like I live in Brooklyn.”
6. “I mean I live off the L, so.”
Read the rest at The Awl or add your own in comments.
Reviewer channels his angst for Brooklyn’s preciousness on ‘morally insidious’ Montana’s Trail House
Sure, Montana’s Trail House feels a bit like a theme restaurant, but is it really “morally insidious?” Joshua David Stein over at the New York Observer thinks so. He gave the restaurant zero stars and quite the rant [emphasis our own]:
Last month, a young New Yorker named Montana Masback opened a restaurant in Bushwick called Montana’s Trail House. In articles about the restaurant’s opening, Mr. Masback referred to the cuisine as “Appalachian East coast country food.” The chef, Nate Courtland, meanwhile, described it as “Appalachian black magic comfort food.” To transform what was once an auto repair shop into a mountain hut, Mr. Masback purchased a dilapidated barn from Kentucky, deconstructed it and reassembled the pieces in Brooklyn. Among other archly rural accouterments are a taxidermied deer head, a Betsy Ross flag, framed old timey photographs, an axe and, in the bathrooms, decoupage of mid-century nudie magazines. The waitstaff had that new antiquated look adopted by so-many seventh-stoppers—the restaurant is off the Jefferson Street stop on the L train—which combines a youthful complexion with old mountain beards for the gentlemen and Walker Evans frocks with tattooed arms and septum piercings for the waitresses.
Montana’s Trail House is a very bad place. Its rottenness is both inherent and cosmetic; it is culinarily insipid and morally insidious. It’s bad to the last splinter of its Kentucky wood. Parceling off generic objections to the ridiculous fantasia Bushwick has become, there is a deeply toxic relationship with history and with America embodied at Montana’s Trail House. [Read more...]
If you miss Bushwick’s short-lived 1 Knickerbocker or the former staple Kings County Bar, they’re BOTH back. Well, sort of:
Kings County Bar was a beloved watering hole for Bushwick locals since its inception in 2004. A rent-hike forced owner Jesse Levitt and general Manager Aimee Arciuolo to re-locate and it was then that idea for Kings County Saloon was born. The duo sought to keep the former bar’s one-of-a-kind vibe while also utilizing the new surroundings and larger setting to foster an element of novelty. All the while, they will aim to harness the same local attitude and lack of pretense that had helped make Kings County Bar a part of the neighborhood fabric for the last decade. “We like to think of it as the ultimate beer and shot bar,” Levitt said. “No frills, just fun.” Home to the celebrated “Smallest Penis in Brooklyn Pageant,” the rebirth of this local favorite will offer patrons snack-able bar bites along side familiar refreshing cocktails with the promise of an unforgettable good time.
high quality comfort food that pairs perfectly with booze including, melted ham and cheese bites served with house-made mustard; Buffalo-style wings; a ground brisket and beef short rib burger stuffed with sharp New York cheddar cheese on a sesame bun served with hand cut fries and house-made pickles; two flavors of hummus–olive and sun-dried tomato and tahini-based lemon and zucchini; a kale salad for the more health-conscious made with an almond-curry dressing, apples, rye berries, dried sour cherries and carrots and lastly, homemade ice cream sandwiches with alcohol flavored ice cream. [Read more...]