I’m not particularly a contrarian by trade, and one could probably categorize me in the hipster file if they were so inclined, but I’m about to lay some hate on an institution that I think deserves it. I think New York Comic Con is a buzzkill. I think it does a disservice to fans and fandoms and it’s time I put it on blast. Continue reading
I’m a few days late: sue me. But I want to say goodbye to a show that made me happy.
A few nights ago, a Brooklyn club hosted the Raw art party I wrote about here. Naturally, any art show is a magnet for the weird and fantastic. I met a lot of artists and saw and heard a lot of wonderful things, but I cannot possibly recount all of it, or this article would go on for-fucking-ever. Allow me to give you a hazy and incomplete rundown of the evening’s events, from the perspective of a sweaty fedora-wearing non-artist who can barely keep her eyes awake.
Look up. No, on the page, at the top, above Femme Fawkes. See that piece of art that looks vaguely like the top half of a head, with all those squiggly swirly things and intersecting lines with bits of color? That is my head, and the name of that art piece is called Internet Killed the Video Star, done by the incomparable vodkinista artiste Theresa E. Theresa E has a show in Brooklyn on Saturday June 19th: RAW presents KALEIDOSCOPE. Let me tell you why you are going to buy a ticket and come to the show.
It is the tradition of I Like Weird Stuff to celebrate the underdogs, and the world of entertainment is full of them. In the realm of acting, thousands of accomplished and regularly working actors play vital roles in a variety of films and television shows and are often recognized but unnamed because they are not the big ticket stars. We just know they are “That Guy,” the one that has played so many parts that you can’t hardly remember even one, but you intrinsically know you have seen them many times before. Last month(ish), we celebrated the original That Guy, the great Kurt Fuller. This month we will learn the name of Blu Mankuma.