Skip to content

METROPOLIS


 
1. PERCHED PIGEONS ON GRECIAN FIGURE
2. INSIDE MOMA, AERIAL VIEW
3. UP IN ARMS

Occasionally I hear about something happening in the city that has me wishing I were cool enough to appreciate it--Japanese artist Ryoji Ikeda's the transfinite is probably the perfect example. A visual and sound installation opening at the Park Avenue Armory, the transfinite is math-inspired, massive, and mostly just incredibly cool. It opens today at the 55,000 square foot Wade Thompson Drill Hall (643 Park between 66th and 67th) and will be up through June 11th.  For a cool $10 you too can stand in front of/on these enormous screens and contemplate the place of the digital in the modern world, or just stare mesmerized at some strobes. I mean, making the intellectual beautiful sounds like it's right in line for a great Art History comparison (Rivera's Man at the Crossroads? de Chirico's Song of Love? Just me?) but mostly the idea of a glowing data wall inside some huge steampunk aircraft hangar is just really kick-ass. Any hipsters out there feel like taking me up on this?




1. LADY GAGA "S" TRAIN
2. TRAILER PARK LOUNGE AND GRILL, 271 W. 23RD ST.
3. NOH SANG-KYOON, FOR THE WORSHIPPERS (2008)
(giant buddha made from sequins)

Getting dressed for my first outing back in my home state, Massachusetts, the thought I had as I was going out the door was, "You know what would really complete this outfit? A beer." I feel like people stereotype about Massachusetts; when I tell them where I'm from, I can see their imagined ring of pilgrims, cows and white picket fences circling my head. Consequently, they probably also assume that the residents of Massachusetts dress in multiple popped polos, madras shorts, and those leather loafers with the little sailboats emblazoned on the side. And, truly, in the town I live in, which is primarily inhabited by people with names like Worth Johnson and Clayton Sanders, people often do show up in shorts with crabs appliques all over them (obviously not understanding the irony inherent within this decision).

I toyed with calling this a Shuffle Saturday, despite two things. One, inarguably, is that it’s not Saturday. The other is it’s not a shuffle. Heading off for the semester has really brought out the nostalgia in this newly rising sophomore(!). Blame my unwavering optimism, something in the air, or the fact that finals really are over: here are five songs for your roadtrip home, or rather some roadtrip while home, seeing as I’ve been rather more occupied by reunions than by blogging this week. Also, I may have gotten a bit excited and stretched the home theme to a just general leaving theme, so sue me. I’d been itching to head out of Manhattan towards decidedly sunnier suburbia, and here I am. I’ll be missing Morningside in about three days.


1. New York City's Killing Me- Ray LaMontagne
2. Move over Mama- Justin Townes Earle
3. Don't Haunt This Place- Rural Alberta Advantage
4. Killed Myself When I Was Young- A.A. Bondy
5. As Far As I Can- Greg Holden

Gillian Zinser
In New York, where we are constantly so concerned with being thoroughly buckled, zipped, and corseted into our spandex and denim and leather , why can't we, wait what's the terminology they use over there on the opposite side of the nation? Ah yes, "hang loose." 
The other day, I saw a girl wearing a string hair wrap, and was instantly inspired. My fellow Manhattanites might say tacky, overpriced mark of a 3-day Miami vacation. I say inspired, sartorial choice worthy of great admiration. The girl who wears a string bikini, cutoff jeans, and Birks will undoubtedly attract attention in New York. When everyone else is angstily foot-tapping in the out-the-door line at Starbucks, she's the one who waltzes in and is immediately handed a complimentary frappucino. While we're packed into sweaty subway cars, she carelessly breezes down Broadway on her longboard.
    So what say you? You run the risk of looking out of town, but I say we bleach out our blacks, cutoff our skinny jeans, and join this wild girl for a summer!

METRPOLIS doesn't have much by way of words of wisdom this week, but we can only hope that you sit your finals, pack your boxes, and say your tearful goodbyes with a spring in your step--toward that end, here's a playlist we imagine is at least marginally more interesting than Kant and Hume (or, you know, Wikipedia. If we're being real here). In fact, maybe a cheesy homeward bound playlist was really in order here, but don't consider this post a missed opportunity. After all, we've still got a few days yet...


1. You Don't Know Me- Regina Spektor
2. Arc of Time- Bright Eyes
3. The Wild Hunt- Tallest Man on Earth
-Two songs lost to the ether!- 



1. AN ASTOUNDING ASSORTMENT OF HEADBANDS AT ZITOMER (MADISON AND 76TH)
2. WALL MURAL UPPER WEST SIDE
3.  PARTYING WITH HERODOTUS