Area, the famed 1980s nightclub that featured Andy Warhol sculptures, Keith Haring murals and a deejay named Jean-Michel Basquiat, was a restless nightclub. For one, it only lasted a few years, from 1983 to 1987. Every six weeks, the owners would enlist their artist friends to completely overhaul the Tribeca space and create a new place from scratch. There were taxidermied rhinos during the “Containment” period and an indoor lap pool during the “Sports” period. And then of course, there was a bar in the bathroom. It was the club’s epicenter of cool, Area in microcosm, with photographers popping flashbulbs and Chuck Close artwork hanging haphazardly. Outside, hordes of gussied-up kids were praying they could join Madonna in the latrines. Read More
Ira Glass crawled into a king-size bed in a suite at the Wythe Hotel in Williamsburg last Friday night and began to read from the beginning of Marcel Proust’s novel Swann’s Way, published 100 years ago. Read More
In his latest self-help book, Letters to an Incarcerated Brother, the actor Hill Harper, who now stars in the USA spy thriller Covert Affairs, takes on the issue of mass incarceration in the United States, which New Yorker staff writer Adam Gopnik has called “the moral scandal of American life.” Read More
The subway is about to get a whole lot more beautiful. Unfortunately, that beauty won’t be coming in the form of graffiti-free train cars or special air fresheners that kick in whenever a puking undergrad climbs aboard. Instead, it is coming via the revenue-driving new L’Oreal makeup vending machine in the Bryant Park station. Read More
Backstage at the Cathedral of St. John the Divine, before the Procession of the Ghouls, an actor balanced horns and a snout atop his costume’s red velvet potbelly. Without his striking hand-sculpted mask, he had white hair and smiling eyes. With it, he transformed into a devil. Read More
While City Opera is bankrupt and Gawker is publishing articles titled “Do Not Give a Dollar to the Opera,” Nico Muhly seems to be breathing new life into the art form. The 32-year-old composer is the youngest to have been commissioned by the Met. His current, much-hyped work, Two Boys, focuses on deception in circa 2000 chat rooms, as one boy adopts various online personas, while goading a second boy to commit murder. Last week, the Transom sat down with Mr. Muhly to ask how he’s getting a 21st-century generation excited about opera-going. Read More
The Prada flagship store in Soho—oh, you know, that $40 million block-size Rem Koolhaas-designed imposition smothered in black glass that opened just weeks after 9/11—is not the place one wanders into expecting a quiet reading from established novelists.
And yet, against all odds, the temple to Italian couture staged such an event last week, even Read More
Last night, the Transom took to the Chase-sponsored “Blue Carpet” outside Madison Square Garden for a pre-game rally ahead of the Rangers’ first home game of the season, in which they took on the Montreal Canadiens.
The fans were jazzed, and jostled for prizes from event host and supermodel Alejandra Cata. One longtime loyalist Read More
“The irresistible appeal of black individuality—where has all of that gone?” asks a prophetic voice-over in the Robert Glasper Experiment’s new album, Black Radio 2, out this week. It’s a loaded question, but Mr. Glasper—the 35-year-old Brooklyn resident, jazz pianist and musical director for Mos Def—seems to be implying that he has the answer. Read More
When we were invited to a book party at Marquee, we figured it must be a new indie bookstore or some ironic bar, not the nightclub.
The confusion was understandable: We have received emails for hundreds of book launches, and none of them have ever been thrown at a nightclub. Then again, most books don’t use Marquee as a case study in a chapter on the nightlife industry. Read More