The week started off pretty well for shows and as usual we’ve got some great options with which to end it. Maybe just like all that snow and slush, our troubles can melt away, in our case with the aid of a gig or five! Before I start the list I’d like to note that you should get out to Cloud City (85 North 1st Street) as the RIP DIY exhibit ends on the 15th of March. More information can be found here.
It’s March and everything is still horrible, the only question on my mind at the moment is when will the slush puddles become sentient and destroy us all? It’s hard to say, but if we keep feeding them organic matter as more and more New Yorkers succumb to their ambiguous depths it’s only a matter of time. Let’s not dawdle but rather enjoy what time we have left on this frozen rock with your best options this weekend.
This week we have instrumental opuses, powerviolence pits, black metal bands playing death metal, and some geographic drama all writhing, copulating, and cross breeding in this gaping, colorless void we call a column. It’s the end of days, as it is every Tuesday, and we wouldn’t have it any other way.
I’ll be taking over this column from Coleman, who has admirably been handing you better plans than you had for the weekend for quite some time now. Your ears might get a bit more of a break from time to time (please, always bring earplugs), but as someone who goes to 150-odd shows a year, I’m hoping you will find the quality of recommendations remain high.
5) Dave Gorman at Subculture
I’m throwing a bit of a curveball to start things off, with a comedy show at Subculture. Dave Gorman is a British comic, and I’m always a bit wary of our humour getting lost in translation (as the saying goes, “a common language separated by two countries”), but Gorman is nerdy and niche enough to hopefully pull in more than just an expat crowd. I went last night and thought he was hilarious. There will be a powerpoint presentation…
Friday and Saturday, 7pm and 9pm both nights (and another 6 performances at the same venue next week).
Welcome heshers, hellions, hessians, and hellraisers to the biggest metal week of the year. Stuffed with 2014’s most anticipated releases from bands both old and new—as well as a line-up of wild Halloween-themed bashes—today is one for the elder scrolls. So strap on the combat boots and smear on the corpse paint, we are going to war.
Coming off last week’s release slate, we were bound for a correction toward the mean, and that’s exactly what we’ve got. While the shows go on (this is NYC, after all), things on the new music side of the metal spectrum are running a little lean, so take this as an opportunity to get caught up on some things you missed and get rested for next Tuesday’s resumption of insanity. For those of you who are currently experiencing symptoms including but not limited to excessive itching, eyelid spasms, cold sweats, and nausea, however, please follow me. For the right price, I may have just what you’re looking for.
There are few things on earth more metal than surgery. Take it from a guy who was too busy blowing black goo out of his sinus cavities last week to write this little column. With ten days of recovery time and the muse of recent trauma now in the ol’ psycho-emotional pocket, however, I’m glad to say we are now, thanks to one of the craziest, ballsiest, and baddest (in a good way) release slates of the year, back with a vengeance. So strap in and buckle up, because like a Phoenix from the–wait, hang on, come back! We were just getting to the good part!