2009, Save Us from ourselves Options for “celebrating” include trancelike band Blonde Redhead and the hard-bodied New York Road Runners’ Emerald Nuts Midnight Run in Central Park (they don’t call it nuts for nothin!), featuring fireworks, dancing and thousands of people more motivated than you are exercising in costume. … Yep, maybe we’ll take 2009 Read More
The Rockettes kick up their tired legs (at the spa!) as the Radio City Christmas Spectacular winds to a close and we’re left to face recession economics without the diversion of tinsel.
[Radio City Music Hall, 1260 Avenue of the Americas, ticketmaster.com]
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Just as you thought 2008 had already dished out all the pain it had up its sleeve, here come the plucky, rising young socialites of New York society to remind us that even when Daddy’s hedge fund has gone belly-up, WASP-iness lives! The 54th Anniversary of the International Debutante Ball and dinner dance at the Read More
Nurse eggnog hangover with Sinatra’s Christmas album on repeat, ’cause there’s positively no reason to leave your apartment today! After all, markdowns lose their appeal when we’ve been paying 70 percent off for everything since October!
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Had enough of the relatives yet? Well, how ’bout some more bottle? Let’s drink to Kwanzaa! The Apollo Theater hosts its Kwanzaa celebration, featuring dance company Forces of Nature. Speaking of: the New York Dolls, somehow still kickin’, play further downtown at the Fillmore.
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It’s Boxing Day, Mummy! Brits soak their New York pals for yet more bar tabs and dinner bills as they host “Boxing Day Parties,” while brilliant Beatles cover band the Fab Faux hit Terminal 5 to cover Abbey Road and Let It Be. And suburban ennui flick Revolutionary Road hits theaters—you know, the one marketed Read More
Bring on the figgy pudding! All I want for Christmas is … a check for groceries and a signed copy of What Should I Do With My Life? (Say, can we trade that in for microdermabrasion?) Back in the city, luck out with a Monty Python double feature and all-you-can-eat Chinese buffet at the 92YTribeca—and Read More
’Twas the night before Christmas and all through the city … Jewish folks log out of JDate, and attend that feast of expectation, drunken boinking and self-loathing known as the Matzo Ball! To quote from the refreshingly straightforward press release: “For many, Christmas Eve is about getting to church, getting the kids to bed early Read More
STILL HERE? For those messy-haired young rebellious types skipping family Christmas to shack up with that tortured Brazilian video-artist heir they met at Santos (“recession” being but a buzzword for blameless unemployment!), potty-mouthed rappers the Wu-Tang Clan play at Hammerstein Ballroom.
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Thinking woman’s sex objects Calvin Trillin and Garrison Keillor give their tally-whackers a good scrub, iron their shirts and show up in public to discuss Mr. Trillin’s latest tome, Deciding the Next Decider: The 2008 Presidential Race in Rhyme. “I’m hoping Garrison will sing a few of the songs,” said Mr. Trillin of his fellow Read More