Suffice to say, it is like standing behind an idling car's exhaust when you walk down the street during this heatwave. But while most New Yorkers seem to be taking the extremely uncomfortable temperatures in stride, they have not had as much patience with major MTA delays: one Gothamist writer waited for nearly an hour for the C yesterday, "though about 10 A trains stopped during that time. The deer thermometer said it was 100 degrees!" Another tweeted a similar tale: "110° over crowded Howard Beach Subway platform, for over 50 minutes while six A trains arrive for the wrong direction. Well done MTA."
MTA Delays Feel Worse On Hottest Day Of The Year
Cabbies Gripers Anonymous: Don't Ask Me Where I'm From
Between the recent assaults, fallout from the taxi scandal, and the tendency for their meetings to devolve into a series of kooky death threats, no one would blame you for not wanting to listen to more cabbies griping. But that's why we have WNYC!
Complaints Choir Came to Town
Last year the Complaint Choir voiced their grievances in Chicago, and yesterday it was New York's turn. Complaints Choir, an internationally acclaimed community art project, was organized by The New Wilderness Foundation in collaboration with the P.S. 1 Contemporary Art Center and the New York-based Finnish Cultural Institute. Meeting at 4 p.m. yesterday afternoon at Mehanata Bulgarian Bar, those in attendance had the project explained to them, as videos were shown, and lyrics were created. From the press release:
Participants write down their gripes whether they reflect life's tiny inconveniences, personal angst or cosmic conundrums and together edit their list into a set of lyrics, usually breaking into expert groups focusing on particular subjects. The composer (Alan Licht, whose work combines elements of pop, free jazz and minimalism) then turns those lyrics into a song, with the instruction that it be upbeat, if not downright anthemic. After sufficient rehearsal, the choir performs publicly.The NY Sun reports back that the 45 in attendance (women outnumbering men) griped about "Why are elections determined by morons?" "Summers are getting hotter and hotter," "Smokers who blow their smoke in my face," and "Long Islanders who think they're New Yorkers, but they're not."

