Very well may be the first time since Summer 2015 that I have not been in NYC for more than 5 consecutive days for over a month. Last night I returned from the David Foster Wallace Conference in Gettysburg, and tomorrow I depart to Italy for a fortnight of setting type on an ancient prosecco farm.
Got to screen a forthcoming trailer for a nonexistant Infinite Jest film, a topic of great debate when I took a DFW class 7 years ago with Greg Erickson, as Micahel Schur’s pseudo-film-cum-Decemberists-music-video had just been released. Then it turns out my Open VCR Night creative partner Matthew Hawkins was on the crew, and the filmmaker Justin lives blocks from me and it will soon debut, plus there is a book about it which I am early in possession of.
Brooklyn: Wonderville, Bushwick
My friend Jason runs a Substack everyone can join and it’s free but you do have to have an intake phone call first so he retains his authentic personal connection and devotion to you, the audience. Inquire and schedule at
The Museum of Reclaimed Urban Space just opened an exhibition on community fridges across NYC. Highly recommend. Go there anytime ever, donate some cash, and hang out with some anarcho-bikers.
Rockwood City Music Hall is a weird-shaped collection of three theaters and 2 bars crammed under condos in the Lower East Side. They’re legit and make it surprisingly easy for new and outside musicians to figure out what they’re doing and grow from friends to fans. I don’t have a ton of detail yet but they could use some help now.