The borough of Kings has produced the most fertile music environment seen in New York since CBGB in the seventies, and the scene’s newest hero is David Longstreth of Dirty Projectors: a Wagner-loving taskmaster
not afraid to mix strains of folk, hip-hop, classical, jazz, and African pop.
By Hugo Lindgren
Plus: Lizzy Goodman picks the top 40 songs of the Brooklyn sound and the best local venues.
On the Cover: Photographs for New York Magazine by Mads Perch (Grizzly Bear), Pej Behdarvand (Dirty Projectors), and Jake Chessum (MGMT).
At the intersection of high finance and news, the New York Times’ past and its future, and with a new best-selling book about the Wall Street crisis, 32-year-old Andrew Ross Sorkin has thrived by understanding the psyches of big players under attack. Which is a talent that has suddenly come in very handy.
The beleaguered and tattered Peacock Network deserves better than Jeff Zucker, Jay Leno, and maybe even Comcast.
100 Soho pedestrians surveyed on whether information— and entertainment—wants to be free.
Tuesday’s groundswells were less about a GOP renaissance than the return of the Perotistas.
The happy price of victory.
Our roundup of news from around the city.
The tequila-loving champ turned art collector comes to town.
How Playgirl got Levi Johnston to agree to a photo shoot.
What you should know about the art curator and dealer.
Danielle (24) and Jodie (27) Snyder on their Dannijo jewelry line, launched last year.
Bloomberg may have squeaked back in as king—but now he has two ambitious princes to contend with.
A hanging garden for your wall, shopping on Havemeyer Street, and more.
Thai boxers! Karate kids! Ring babes! Surveying the scene at the Mixed Martial Arts World Expo.
A Voce heads to the Time Warner Center.
Chestnuts may be known locally as street-cart bait, but that is far from the only way to go.
Week of November 16, 2009: Mermaid Oyster Bar, Purple Yam, and Maialino.
A postfire Totonno’s prepares for its relaunch.
At open houses, at least the perpetual shoppers are returning.
What the city will be wearing in the cold months, indoors and out.
Friday Night Lights’ Zach Gilford would like to be first choice. Just once.
Turns out that stop-motion animation and Wes Anderson were made for each other.
This unpredictable star ricochets between inspired, offbeat performances and empty blockbusters.
Willem Dafoe returns to the stage in Idiot Savant—and it’s a blast.
In her third memoir, Mary Karr gets sober and finds faith—with attitude.
The perverse and addictive pleasures of Mad Men’s third season.
A new show champions the sinuous legacy of Eero Saarinen.
Tim Burton on digging through his cellar for a MoMA retrospective.
The full English breakfast has become all the rage.
Readers sound off on Nancy Pelosi, Cougar Town, and more.
Our deliberately oversimplified guide to who falls where on our taste hierarchies.
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