The building at 223 W. 28th St. is unremarkable. Located next to an open parking lot and across from a typically dreary FIT building, its exterior consists of a storage garage, a small door and a red awning that reads “Greenwich Village Plumber’s Supply.” Yet this building, like many in New York, has a well-kept 
Every beat of Lost on the Natchez Trace is dutifully hit, the performances a lively mix of horror, teasing rage and terror. There is not, however, a moment that feels fresh or surprising in Jan Buttram’s anti-slavery play, which finds injured slave auctioneer Malcolm at the mercy of runaway slave Tom 
We said we’d work on getting the interview and by God we cannot tell a lie! After having discovered Warm Ghost in Kim’s Video Store at 7th Stand 1st Ave, it seems that the circle of life will make it’s cycle with the duo playing the store this Wednesday the 22nd. I’ve since roiled in 
The flimsy and painless Psycho Therapy is little more than a paycheck for its actors, but the results aren’t disastrous. Nothing about Frank Strausser’s new comedy is available for pointing and laughing; the story of conflicted Lily, who finds herself in couples therapy with her current boyfriend Philip and her ex-boyfriend Dorian, is light on 
One thing I get a lot of, being the brilliant sex and dating columnist I am, is people contacting me for advice. A very good, very beautiful, smart and funny friend of mine recently emailed me a dilemma, and speaking about it with other girlfriends, I realized that what we have on our hands is 
So it’s President’s Day. You’re off from work, and really that’s all we’re celebrating. Who was the 27th president? Yeah. That’s what I thought. On this high holy holiday we rejoice that that our 9-5 is more of a 12-9. That happy hour is the minute we set foot into a bar. That the American 
I made the active decision at the beginning of this years fashion week to sit-it-out. Gone are my wily days of mingling with the skinny minnies decked out in this season’s hottest ensemblage. The open bar nights that end with the close minded mornings. The bitch list, trying to explain, “But I was at the 
03. House In My Hands CJ4 With the alt rock scene monopolizing the borough of Brooklyn, and rapidly seething into the likes of all Manhattan venues, a band making big booming music fit for stadium rock is rare. Left to middle America. People that aren’t wrapped up in instances of cool or uncool, but enjoy 
So Minority Report came out in 2002 and everybody got stoked on how Tom Cruise was controlling that computer with nothing but exaggerated hand gestures and that squinty brow of his. Well screw that! Brain-Computer Interface, guys! Let’s not beat around the science bush here and just come out with it: these things let you 
For over 30 years, New York Press has established itself as a leading alternative to other weekly alt. newspapers, with a clear independence, unique identity and a commitment to narrative journalism at its finest. When the print edition of the paper merged with Our Town Downtown in August 2011, we decided to forge a new 
