As someone who usually opts out of arena concerts and happens to also be a longtime Panic! at the Disco fan, I was worried my love for Brendon Urie would be drowned out by the claustrophobia-inducing crowds a sold-out arena concert entails.
On the last Monday and Tuesday of June, 19-year-old Brooklyn native King Princess (Mikaela Straus) sold out two consecutive shows at Elsewhere in Williamsburg. Despite the fact my Tuesday night ticket was a hot commodity, I debated selling it.
There’s an exciting shift going on the entertainment world right now, one that seeks to upend decades of straight white men in power with the inclusion of more diverse and progressive storytelling and storytellers.
With the opening bars of “High as Hope,” the latest album from English indie rock band Florence and the Machine, frontwoman Florence Welch sings, “The show is ending and I have started to cry.” It’s a fitting introduction to an album that sees the focus of Welch’s lyrics shift to focus on her str
“Seventy-percent of the people who raised me, who loved me, who I trusted, believed that homosexuality was a sin,” says Hannah Gadsby in her new comedy special, “Nanette”—and there’s no punchline to ease that fact. Is this even stand-up? Is it a recorded therapy session? A TED talk?
“Riding the New Wave” revisits the seminal films of the French New Wave movement in cinema that helped to redefine the art form in the late 1950s and early 1960s.
Summer and blockbuster, superhero movies go hand in hand like PB and J.
Arriving in Nantucket was as charming as homemade apple pie. The airport looked more like a country club with a certain quaintness one never associates with the hustle and bustle of travel.
Harry Styles is staring at me, and his eyes are bright green, wide open and beautiful.