Things are starting to pick up around here. The weather was nice, people were out leaving the cave from the post-New Years hibernation and getting back on their feet. It's still coming around, but the rock scene is starting to show some life as well...
Gothamist's Week in Rock, Volume 2
Pencil This In
THEATER: Previews start tonightfor the first U.S. production of Australian Gordon Graham's play The Boys, ferried here across the bigger pond by Outhouse Theatre Co. The title characters aren't boys in age, but they certainly are in their attitudes toward women: at a party celebrating one man's release from jail, he and two buddies grow increasingly angry at their girlfriends, and leave in a misogynistic huff. The next day a woman is found raped and murdered -- was it them? The play should provoke plenty of heated -- but hopefuly not too heated -- discussion among audience members. - Mallory Jensen
Bonnaroo-ist 2006: Day 1
Gothamist headed down to Manchester, Tennessee with over 80,000 other music fans from across genres and across the world to take in Bonnaroo 2006. Three days of some of the best bands around from Jam to Jazz to Rap to Rock. We were up bright and early Friday morning to get the weekend off to the right start.
This Week's Music Picks
The Art Brut hype started around June when the critics universally praised the UK rock band's debut album. Tiny Mix Tapes wrote, "I feel strange writing this review considering how big Art Brut will become over the next few months. No American dates are scheduled thus far, but they’re doing the UK festival circuit this summer and are poised to win just about everyone over." Eventually American dates were scheduled, and as usual NYC gets to be one of the first to experience the overseas sensation. This week you have FOUR chances to catch them. (@ Maxwell's, Mercury Lounge, Northsix and Tribeca Grand)
This Week's Music Picks
It's CMJ week in NYC. Arcade Fire, Devendra Banhart, Lady Sovereign, Feist, Nouvelle Vague, Doves, The Wrens, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, Cursive, !!!, Wolf Parade, The Hold Steady, Brian Jonestown Massacare... we can't even begin to list everything going on. Why should we? CMJ's listings reveal everything you need to know. Further inspection of CMJ.OhMyRockness.com lets you in on even more. The CMJ archives at BrooklynVegan will clue you in even further, and Central Village's itinerary has more than enough to keep you busy. Instead we'll focus on a few select non-CMJ shows happening during CMJ.
General Admission: Kings of Leon/Secret Machines/Helio Sequence @ Roseland Ballroom
[ed. note: Gothamist is most likely, more often than not, standing next to you at one of the many shows happening in the city on any given week. We are everywhere. Now we aim to tell you about our experiences - the good, the bad and the out of tune - right here in our new review section headed up by Central Village's Jeff Baum.]
The Doorman
Last week we told you about our stint as a dancing owl for the Flaming Lips, but we left out some serious details. We didn't want to sully our happy story with the harsh facts. The judging, the sidewalk politics, our inability to be fabulous. We gained entry from the band's people, but the doormen did everything they could prior to that moment to keep us and our $20 shoes out of Gotham Hall that night. We were lucky, others were not. And so it seems that a stern look at the underbelly of nightclub doormen is in order. The drummer of the Flaming Lips was himself subjected to the cruelty of this doorman, he stated:
Gothamist Takes the Stage with the Flaming Lips
A couple of nights ago Gothamist was lucky enough to be inducted into the most prestigious of clubs. The Flaming Lips Furries Club. It's not a real club, but it exists none-the-less. If you are a Lips fan you know what we are talking about, if you aren't we'll give you a brief introduction. The furries are fans chosen prior to each show to dress up in various animal costumes and dance on stage during the show. So Thursday night there we were in our owl costume holding a high powered flashlight and dancing on stage, getting covered in confetti and smiling like crazy underneath our mask.

