Ben Hopkins of queer-punk duo PWR BTTM has recently come under fire following accusations of sexual assault. Following the accusations, the band released a statement, a number of shows have been dropped, Salty Artist Management have dropped them, touring members and support have dropped off their upcoming tour, and a woman came forward in an anonymous interview as a victim of Hopkins. The band’s sophomore album Pageant was released today.
National Sexual Assault Hotline – (800) 656-4673
The Trevor Project – (866) 488-7386
LGBT National Help Center – (888) 843-4564
National Coalition of Anti-Violence Programs – (212) 714-1141
The date is October 4, 2009: Blink-182 has recently reunited. They’re finishing up a massive tour with Fall Out Boy opening for them at New York’s Madison Square Garden. Before FOB launch into their signature closer, “Saturday,” Pete Wentz declares, “This is the death of the emo haircut,” before handing his bass to a stagehand. Mark Hoppus enters the stage. Wentz sits down, and Hoppus shaves his head. Wentz jumps up at his cue, and screams his parts in “Saturday” like he always does. You could say this is the moment that everything went wrong. You could say Blink-182’s original breakup was the moment it all went wrong. You could also say Green Day’s American Idiot was, or even Dookie, or New Found Glory releasing “It’s Not Your Fault,” but for the sake of argument, Mark Hoppus shaving Pete Wentz’s black locks was the moment that ruined it all. Continue reading
Coffee Date is a new column that features discussions of beverages stemming from leaves and beans. Whether you brew your own or need a hip barista pouring it in front of you, we’ve got you covered for brands to try at home, coffee shops with some personality, and what you should try or avoid from your regular coffee chains.
Although I originally intended to cover the Bones’ Maple Bacon Coffee, upon drinking, I realized there’s not really any thrills to this one. It’s a little sweet, a little smoky, but the bacon taste isn’t there. It’s fine, but it’s not great. Instead today, we’re going to talk about that fucking Unicorn Frappuccino. Continue reading
“I don’t go to Brooklyn,” Casey mutters anytime I propose a show in the King’s County borough. “We should see a show soon,” is a phrase Casey says to me about every two weeks. When scrolling through events on Facebook, I saw both Bowling for Soup at the Gramercy Theatre and Diet Cig at Baby’s All Right on a Friday. Casey initially agreed to Bowling for Soup, and when I proposed catching Diet Cig’s late show for their record release of Swear I’m Good at This, she was down to do both in a night. We managed to hit both shows and it was a hell of a shit show. Continue reading
I want to tell you about my friend Josh. Josh is the sweetest person you’ll ever meet. He can brighten anyone’s day by simply entering the room. Josh is hilarious and can take his energy level from 0-100 in seconds. I feel like most people who know Josh just tend to latch onto the chaotic energy he brings, but Josh can also be one of the kindest, most caring people when he needs to be. That being said, he can bounce back from those serious moments in a heartbeat. It’s for this reason that Diet Cig reminds me of Josh. Continue reading
It is somewhat unclear who Dave Chappelle’s new comedy specials are for. There’s definitely a point to direct it to old fans of Chappelle’s Show: not only was Chappelle a game-changer of a comic, but there’s also nostalgic value in aiming it at this audience. There’s also an aim for fans who weren’t around when Chappelle was in his prime. As cliché as it is, Chappelle pokes fun at a 24 year-old in the audience. The content of Chappelle’s jokes vary from the self-aware, topical humor, and material about people that would seem irrelevant had it not been for recent events bringing them into prominence (i.e. O.J. Simpson and Bill Cosby). Both of Chappelle’s new specials find a pleasing middle ground that sets him both as an older comic trying to reach a new audience and someone acting as if he never left. Continue reading
Remember, in 2012, when Green Day put out three albums within a six-month span? Uno, Dos, and Tre had a total of 37 songs, and it’s widely regarded as one of the band’s biggest blunders. Nonetheless, when you’ve been making music for over 20 years, you’re allowed to make a few ridiculous blunders. The band will talk about how releasing so much music in such a short time span was a large mistake. Drake should take note. Drake’s past three solo releases have all clocked in over an hour each, and none are bearable to listen to in a single sitting. Continue reading
Coffee Date is a column that features discussions of beverages stemming from leaves and beans. Whether you brew your own or need a hip barista pouring it in front of you, we’ve got you covered for brands to try at home, coffee shops with some personality, and what you should try or avoid from your regular coffee chains.
Besides a viral marketing campaign, the Bones Coffee Company’s largest draw is a series of interesting coffee flavors that aren’t immediately obvious. Despite a solid medium roast, it seemed like “Raspberry Chocolate” may have been an odd choice to follow with, but Bones does create a solid coffee blend with a distinct yet subtle flavor. Continue reading
When discussing Sorority Noise, there are two important things to remember: the first is Sorority Noise’s worst quality. Sorority Noise’s worst quality is easily their difficulty in writing soft and slow songs. The final two songs on Forgettable are the weakest on that album. “Fluorescent Black” and “Your Soft Blood” are terribly boring until they pick up, and even then, they’re not great. The two releases that Sorority Noise has made since the release of Joy, Departed are exclusively slow, soft songs, and neither is even worth listening to. It’s really a testament to how good Sorority Noise has gotten to show that their latest album You’re Not As _______ As You Think has six slow songs, and it’s their best yet. Continue reading
I love Amy Schumer, almost as much as I hate Amy Schumer. Actually, what I should say is: I love Amy Schumer, almost as much as I hate the idea of Amy Schumer. Despite being an immensely talented comic, Schumer has become everyone and their mother’s favorite comic. Schumer is no longer a club or theatre comic. She’s the type of comic that can probably sell out Madison Square Garden for the rest of her career. She’s entered the lexicon of Louis C.K., Chris Rock, and Eddie Murphy, but she’s also entering into the realm of Dane Cook. She’s still incredibly funny, but it appears her material has suffered a bit. She’s not as witty or clever as she was during Live at the Apollo or Cutting. Of course, that doesn’t mean she’s not funny. Continue reading