By Foster Kamer 7/09/12 12:31pm

Things There Should Be Draconian Punishments For

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Battle of the Bands (Who Hate Your iPhone): Should Concerts Outlaw Cell Phone Photos?

Unless you’re seeing a concert in a stadium, getting a good sight-line is hard enough as it stands: Unless you are tall-folk, you’re trying to see over the head of front-row tall folk. And if it’s not tall (or taller) folk—now that nearly everyone’s cell phone has a halfway decent camera affixed to it as a standard feature—it’s their phones. And if it’s not tall people’s phones, it’s everyone else’s phones. Because cell phones are now as standard a live music fixture as overpriced drinks and that high-pitched “eeeeeeeeee” sound of your hearing dying. And the desire to Instagram or Facebook or Tumblr a moment at a concert from one’s phone is—as going to pretty much any concert in 2012 will demonstrate—apparently insatiable. And we, as a people—or at least, the people of some respectably metropolitan cities—are better than that.

Or so one club would like to think. Read More

By Staff 1/10/07 5:48pm

The Afternoon Wrap: Wednesday

  • Williamsburg becomes a multi-millionaire! A condo price record has been set at an un-Mannhattanish $3.8 Million, which means the neighborhood is no longer “an unpretentious, un-yuppified (read affordable) place to live.” McCarren’s Aurora is the perpetrator. [NY Mag]
  • Why is Peter Schein’s 3,200-square-foot loft on the eighth floor of 497 Read More

    • By Sara Vilkomerson 5/23/05 12:00am

    May 18, 2005 – May 25, 2005

    Wednesday 18th

    May is the new April! Other lessons learned this week: Not every woman can pull off the blousy-tunic-over-jeans look; starlets continue to shrink; men don’t like it when you chomp down on their nuts; and it’s not a cold, it’s allergies. O.K .! Tonight is a special one for those in catty media Read More

    By David Handelman 3/13/00 12:00am

    Jonathan Richman on the Bowery

    “When I was 19,” Jonathan Richman sang to the crowd at the Bowery Ballroom, “I was over-intellectual … I was such a little brat.” Then he grinned his goofy, mournful grin, reeled back from the microphone and launched into another acoustic 1-4-5 guitar solo, for “Nineteen in Naples.”

    Now 48, Mr. Richman has a Read More