On a Cleere Day, You Can See Doris

MARY CLEERE HARAN
Feinstein’s at Loews Regency
540 Park Avenue at 61st Street
Tuesday, Oct. 23, to Saturday, Oct. 27
212-339-4095 for reservations

Before I get into the serious, depressing stuff, baby let me light your fire. At Feinstein’s at Loews Regency, one of my favorite singers, Mary Cleere Haran, Read More

Down With Down With Love!

Aw, shucks-I really wanted to like Down with Love. Considering how rock-bottom-in-the-slag-pit today’s movies have sunk, a little taste of the harmless, entertaining sexual politics in glossy Ross Hunter sex comedies like Pillow Talk could be not only appealing, but downright restorative. But Renée Zellweger and Ewan McGregor as Doris Day and Rock Hudson? Are Read More

Whoa, Nellie

“You know, I wanted to be a star,” said Nellie McKay.

It was a Sunday afternoon in May, and Ms. McKay, who is 19, strawberry-blond, button-nosed, dewdrop-lipped, and a startlingly precocious singer-songwriter you should hear from soon, was walking along the bridle path in Central Park. She wore a crisp pink overcoat, shiny black shoes Read More

Freshen Up, Ladies! A Dozen Vows for 2003

New Year’s resolutions are a raging, screaming yawn-unless, of course, you break away from tradition and create them for other people. Why not? Prescribing rigorous personal improvements for others is inarguably more amusing and refreshing than tedious introspection. And it makes more sense: Your insights about other people are far more penetrating than your biased, Read More

Tom Petty, Doris Day and the Art of Being Dumb

Good pop music is usually gloriously dumb. “I love you, yeah-yeah-yeah” (the Beatles). “Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle” (Bob Dylan). But Tom Petty’s new single, “Room at the Top,” is dumb musically, not lyrically, a rare occurrence. “I have a room at the top of the world tonight,” he begins quietly over subdued guitar strumming. He tells Read More