BY ELIZABETH ZIMMER | In 2012, Bill T. Jones/Arnie Zane Company took over Dance Theater Workshop’s space at 219 W. 19th St., and Jones’s energy has powered it ever since. Now called New York Live Arts, it is a producer and presenter of the new Can You Bring It. On Nov. 19 at 8pm, the […]
Writing the Apocalypse is a weekly series featuring the poems, essays, and recollections of Puma Perl, with subject matter influenced by her experiences as a NYC resident during the COVID-19 pandemic. WE WON! | BY PUMA PERL Inauguration Day, January 20, 2009. Barack Obama, our 44th President. I wrote a short poem titled “A Day […]
BY ELIZABETH ZIMMER | Bill T. Jones collected a Bessie award in 1989, for choreographing D-Man in the Waters, his company’s first major work since the death of his life partner and co-director Arnie Zane. At a ceremony at the Joyce Theater, he told the assembled audience, “We are all going to die.” But his […]
BY MICHAEL MUSTO | A compulsive workaholic, I’ve had jobs pretty nonstop since the 1970s. After graduating college, I had office gigs while freelancing on the side and eventually became a successful full-time writer. In 1984, I landed a column in the Village Voice, which lasted 28 and a half years. And that was hardly […]
BY ELIZABETH ZIMMER | With live performance shut down all over the city, those of us who survive by ogling beautiful movers and making sense of their art are starved for stimulation. Thus it was that the mere promise of living, breathing dancers floating barefoot or in pointe shoes, and accompanied by actual musicians sharing […]
Writing the Apocalypse is a weekly series featuring the poems, essays, and recollections of Puma Perl, with subject matter influenced by her experiences as a NYC resident during the COVID-19 pandemic. Window Panes | BY PUMA PERL We took lots of acid, placed bets on whether the sun would rise in the morning. […]
BY GERALD BUSBY | It wasn’t quite Halloween when I moved into the Chelsea Hotel, late September 1977, but ghostly fun—which is what I’d call my early days at 222 West 23rd Street—started in right away. I had just returned from working with Robert Altman on the movie A Wedding, shot in and near Chicago, and […]
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“Writing the Apocalypse” is a weekly series featuring the poems, essays, and recollections of Puma Perl, with subject matter influenced by her experiences as a NYC resident during the COVID-19 pandemic. The Breaks | BY PUMA PERL Sometimes, you just need a break. I drive upstate. On 87, just past Newburgh, an SUV passes me, […]
BY TRAV S. D, | Halloween! Or All Hallows’ Eve, that traditional night when tourists from the nether region burst their bounds and come to the surface for a little sightseeing. Fortunately, here in NYC, we have the perfect place to put them up: The Chelsea Hotel. Located at 222 W. 23rd St. (btw. Seventh […]