Written by Marni Grossman
||As I sat down to watch Yoo-Hoo, Mrs. Goldberg, I noticed a pretty blonde, several rows in front of me, talking animatedly about her recently completed movie and her impending marriage. “Mazel tov!” exclaimed her seatmate. She smiled and thanked him; caught up in the excitement, I smiled too.
Written by Kristen O'Toole
||In the introduction to Cook Food, Bitch Magazine co-founder Lisa Jervis writes that the book “could be seen as a call to action against our wasteful, unjust, destructive, unhealthy, industrialized, corporate-dominated food system.” This might sound like radical hippy brainwashing at first listen, but Cook Food is actually the hippie health food book for non-hippie health food people. Don’t worry, you’re in no danger of being converted to veganism (Jervis admits she gives in to occasional meat cravings because she believes they involve a nutritional need), and you’ll learn, in very simple terms, why and how you should be eating healthy food grown or made near where you live.
Written by David Levitz
|I have a confession to make—one that you’ll never read in any other music review: if you ever run into me at a concert or a club (except for the odd bluegrass show or hoedown), you’ll probably see me wearing a pair of orange foam earplugs. Play me loud o, and I will wince in real physical pain. Admittedly, my taste differs from someone who can suss out the nuances of cacophony, but fortunately for me, I didn’t have to this time because the Brooklyn girl-duo, Renminbi, has shaved off a little bit of their former punk edge for their new EP, Surface. The duo’s main gal Lisa Liu says the purchase of a new guitar was the inspiration for bringing a bit more melody back into her work.|
Written by Julie Fishkin
Artists love to provoke in part because no one can object to an action if it has been cleverly confirmed as an artistic endeavor. That sounds cynical, I know. I don’t view art with a cynical predisposition nor do I question the artistic premise because the brilliance of art is dissecting and devouring the ideas that lead to its creation. Every work presents a thought and its visual manifestation, in its most successful form, is like a complicated book written in symbols that I have to inspect, decode, and interpret. As I approach everything with a discerning glance, I was thrilled to see a group show titled, On the Pleasure of Hating. An enticing title for a show that explores the one constant human emotion that keeps us mentally imbalanced and unsteady enough to understand passion, lust, greed, envy, and every other bittersweet source of inspiration.
Written by Brittany Shoot
|An influential musician and enigmatic writer, Lydia Lunch has been an intrinsic member of the avant-gaurde scene for the past several decades. She has created both incomprehensible scraps and genius works of art. In her new collection of interviews, essays, and short fiction, Will Work For Drugs, Lunch explores childhood trauma and redirects her pain into art. She struggles to overcome the suffering of her youth and to fully embody a healthy, adult self, but has perhaps never fully succeeded in the former. While the latter is also questionable, Lunch’s psychic-pain-turned-poetry-and-prose is a remarkable, enthralling read.|