Jeffery Self and Cole Escola—a young comedy duo who parlayed YouTube success into two seasons of a cable TV sketch program—played two sold-out shows in New York this weekend, their first since splitting three years ago.
Separately, each has continued a trajectory of online mini-celebrity—especially Mr. Self, who moved to Los Angeles in 2010 and closely chronicles his personal life on social media.
Millennial, fearless and wildly funny, Jeffery and Cole exemplify a new generation of digitally native performers. But their audience is confronted with a challenge: when artists choose to broadcast their most private moments on social media, where is the boundary between life and performance?
Forget about the stockings and the giant tree in your living room. Forget about the ham or, if you’re Jewish, the traditional Chinese take-out to be followed by a matinee. (Which at this point has turned into ordering Thai from SeamlessWeb and trying to find something funny on Roku). Forget about how WTF it was that you didn’t get an iPhone or car this year. (That was SO 2011).
Big Apple Idolatry
– Chris Brown wants to poop and fart on lady comedian; deletes Twitter account.
– Charlie Sheen once gave Lindsay Lohan a check for $100,000 to help out with her IRS “debt,” which is one case of the blinded-by-syphilis leading the blinded-by-syphilis.
Big Apple Idolatry
- Rihanna and Chris Brown were seen making out on the dance floor of Griffin this week before heading into the bathroom together for a steamy session. Guess that restraining order has now been totally dropped? Wonder what she thinks of his neck tat.
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A certain pop star who has no right to be, in light of his outrageous and offensive behavior over the years, recently showed off a neck tattoo of what looks like a battered woman who may or may not be his ex-girlfriend. It is an act that only confirms his sub-humanity, his despicablity, his worthlessness.
Fortunately, there are better people in the world than this.
Chris Brown is either going through an insane period of self-flagellation, or this is the worst September’s Fools Day prank ever. New photos of the rapper emerged earlier today showing new neck ink that looks suspiciously like the 2009 photo of a badly-beaten Rihanna that was leaked to TMZ.
Is this the star’s way of giving himself a scarlet letter for life?
After a high-profile shutdown that involved a nexus of outrage gathering local politicians, celebrities, and nightlife, the SoHo nightclub that yielded the thrown bottle heard ’round the world—W.I.P., the site of the Drake and Chris Brown brawl—is on the way to re-opening.
New York’s club scene is still dealing with the aftermath of the Chris Brown/Drake row earlier this month at the SoHo underground hotspot W.i.P. The city has shut down the venue for 14 violations following the fight on June 14th, when a barrage of flying bottles and broken glass rained down upon innocent bystanders.
After last week’s glass-shattering fracas between Drake and Chris Brown at SoHo’s W.i.P., New York’s nightclub scene might be seeing a dip in bottle service. Hey, we’re not complaining.
New York may need a time-out to sit and think about what it’s done. According to Mayor Bloomberg, who has already made it clear that NYC citizens will no longer be able to sneak smoking breaks in the park or in their own homes (or anywhere else, really), he is now worried that we’re all fat people ferrying prostitutes to and fro.