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Like most people I know, I’ve always had some lofty, highly unlikely, fantasy goals for myself. For some people it’s becoming an astronaut, for others it’s opening a bar on a tropical beach somewhere, and for me it’s having enough smolder and confidence to be a burlesque dancer. Although Marcy Richardson is much more than that, she embodies that fearlessness that comes with the ability to enchant a room by singing, flying on a lyra, or contorting herself around a pole.


FRIDAY
December 23  7pm


 

Pieces by Jill Stasium: Oil on paper, matted 16x20, for $100. 

Find more information at JillStasium.com or by emailing her at JillStasium@gmail.com.

 

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Company XIV continues to miraculously meet their own highest of the high standards.

XIV’s Paris is a whirlwind of incredible talent and the most seductive environment you’ll find in New York City. Newly housed in the Irondale Theater, what was before compact and intimate now has the added feel of a small scale sprawling Greek theater. However, the intimacy is preserved by the cast helping patrons to find their seats and walking among the velvet couches that seat the audience throughout the show.


All too often, live music events are almost ruined by concert-goers who aren’t really there to enjoy the music; they may be there because their friends invited them, or maybe because they just wanted a drink at the bar where a band happens to be playing. Whatever the reason, this kind of disinterest can really negatively affect the whole experience for the band and fellow audience members.


 As the new condo buildings rise in SoHo, the historical perspective as to how we got here fades. Few of the swells dropping seven and even eight figure checks on the table for their new digs have much knowledge about why SoHo really is SoHo. Yes, they might know that the acronym stands for south of Houston Street, and that Warhol and Castelli were on West Broadway around the same time in the 70's, but what about the raw lofts, fixture fees and guerrilla art?


      Once again, I find myself not that surprised but very pleased at the talent that Brian Newman introduces to a wider audience. And once again, I experienced these two talents for the first time at the Django, the cellar level venue of the Roxy Hotel, which is a venue that I swear by and consider my new home base for live music. On June 17th, Brian invited two acts to share the stage with him; the legendary Jose Feliciano, and the up and coming Carly and Martina.


 The sparse SoHo street art exhibits are more low-key now. Fewer artists exhibit their work than in the eighties and nineties when residents were up in arms over the crowded sidewalks. 


The crowds don’t start until some time around noon. So, it seemed like a good time to walk along West Broadway. The vendors and artists that line the sidewalks from Broome to Houston Streets used to start shortly after 8 a.m. but even at 10:00 a.m. it was certainly not crowded. Some of the artists have headed to the High Line while others have left SoHo for other parts of the country but there are still a few familiar faces. 


In an attempt to behave less like an irresponsible drunk adolescent and more like a responsible drunk adult, I’ve been following some of my favorite performers to new and immersive venues, my favorite being the Django. The performers I followed there were the incomparable Brian Newman Quintet, and I know anyone they choose to relinquish their stage to will be fantastic in their own right.