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		<title>Ellie Covan’s Dixon Place is Home for Culture</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Aug 2012 14:54:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Elena Oumano Just before a recent performance of Dan Fishback’s musical The Material World (held-over, full house, many turned away), Dixon Place’s omnipotently attractive founder/creative director Ellie Covan took the stage to thank “those of you in the audience who are holding drinks” and then warmly encouraged everyone else to also visit the upstairs ]]></description>
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<p>Just before a recent performance of Dan Fishback’s musical <em>The Material World</em> (held-over, full house, many turned away), Dixon Place’s omnipotently attractive founder/creative director Ellie Covan took the stage to thank “those of you in the audience who are holding drinks” and then warmly encouraged everyone else to also visit the upstairs bar during intermission. Every little bit helps when you deliver 15 shows per week with tickets running only from $10-15, rarely $20, and you insist on paying your artists (even writers eager to read for free) while providing them with space, audiences, and the “resources and support to create new work.” Covan explains, “Our focus here is more on the concept than the product.”</p>
<p>Others may have shuttered their doors or survive by renting out to commercial ventures, but Covan’s almost unnerving de- termination to stick to her mission as “New York’s laboratory for performance”—showcasing virtually every art that can be performed and representing as many communities and demographics as possible—has kept Dixon Place thriving, more or less, for 26 years, the past five at 161A Chrystie St. with a main stage theater downstairs and a cabaret space and bar on ground level. “Surviving financially becomes the priority,” admits Covan, who has won two Obie Awards. “We opened this new place right when the recession started, so it was questionable whether we could make it. It’s a combination of old-fashioned hard work, willpower when you’re exhausted, and determination when you’re going against the odds, and then keeping the importance of the vision right in front of you. Because if you don’t hold onto that vision when you think of all the challenges—financial, with the space, with artists, or artistic challenges—you can get discouraged really quickly.”</p>
<p>It all began when a very young Covan sublet a Paris apartment from a businessman who was subletting from the owner, Mr. Dixon. Though the businessman forbade her to invite people over, Covan promptly held a salon of women friends so she could read a story about her first boyfriend. Back in NYC, she worked two jobs to do the same for others at the first Dixon Place, a tiny First Street storefront with an admission price of $1.98. All proceeds went to the performers. “Remunerating artists has always been a priority,” says Dixon. “It’s also symbolic and meaningful.” For the next 20 years, Covan shared a loft on the Bowery with Dixon Place—or was it the other way around? “I thought it would be for six months, a performance art experiment in living,” she says. “My door was street level, open all day until 10 o’clock at night, and people were coming in and out. It was right in my space, and after a few years, it became very challenging. But there were certain points where I didn’t even have a choice. This made it possible for us to survive when other spaces were disappearing because of real estate. I didn’t have to pay rent; living there was part of my salary.”</p>
<p>So it is infuriating to learn that that choice turned the woman who was instrumental in developing the early work of such luminaries as John Leguizamo and The Blue Man Group into one of Manhattan’s modern dispossessed. Covan faces eviction because her loft home is zoned for commercial use. And it’s ironic that Mr. Dixon of that apartment in the Sixth Arrondissement would help, if only he could. When Covan finally told him five years ago of the venture named in his honor, Dixon invited her to curate a space he planned to create in the ballroom of his San Diego mansion. Unfortunately, he passed away shortly before that could happen, and his many millions went to Amnesty International. Thankfully, Covan is not easily discouraged.</p>
<p>Up through Aug. 26, Dixon Place is featuring the first Lower East Side Music Festival, 12 nights of music covering virtually every genre, including “eccentrica”; Thursday through Sunday, three acts per night.</p>
<p><strong>Check <a href="http://dixonplace.org" target="_blank">www.dixonplace.org</a> for additional information.</strong></p>
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		<title>How Does Dixon Place Stack Up on the Nightlife Scene?</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2012 15:26:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Our resident nightlife contributor The Visceralist travels downtown and reviews Dixon Place Bathroom situation &#8211; just past the lounge area which itself is just past the bar in front (on your right). There’s a communal unisex area with a shared basin that is abutted on its left and its right with 2 single-person closets each. ]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em><a href="http://nypress.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/photo2-1.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-46330" title="photo(2)-1" src="http://nypress.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/photo2-1-224x300.jpg" alt="" width="224" height="300" /></a>Our resident nightlife contributor The Visceralist travels downtown and reviews Dixon Place</em><br />
Bathroom situation &#8211; just past the lounge area which itself is just past the bar in front (on your right). There’s a communal unisex area with a shared basin that is abutted on its left and its right with 2 single-person closets each. So 4 total. Ladies, bear in mind that the far one on the left only contains a urinal, so unless you’re the kind of nasty girl who celebrates when the guy fingering you in the bathroom stops to pull his now blood-soaked fingers up to your face (like from epsiode 2 of Girls), then I suggest waiting for one of the other 3. Cuz that’s nasty.<br />
Takes credit cards? &#8211; not at the bar, no. The area is replete with standalone ATMs, but Visceralist doesn’t fuck with them cuz of all those local news reports about card-skimmers which probably exaggerate the problem, but why risk it, just go to a bank. There’s a BofA and two Chase branches 3 blocks East on Delancey St.<br />
Crowded on weekends? &#8211; so Dixon Place does double duty as a bar &amp; theatre space. The performance space downstairs holds a gang of people, and as we all know, after the show it’s the after-party, and since there’s a bar right upstairs from the show, that’s where the after-party be at.<br />
Seating &#8211; 10 or so stools around the bar and a large, mock-persian-carpeted area on the street-level. Seating for about 90 in the performance area.<br />
Neighborhood &#8211; right on the LES/SoHo border so expect to get bypassed by yellow cabs and gouged by gypsy cabs. So fuck it, just move down here.<br />
Pretentious/assholes &#8211; one of my idiot friends recently invited me to an event and I was like “Yo, don’t you know I’m a respected NYC nightlife columnist now? I need way more than 1 day’s notice if you really want me to come to your ‘catch the Heat game’ bullshit. God damn.” Un. Follow.<br />
Cost of Stella &#8211; $6 for a bottle of that good.<br />
What time people start showing up &#8211; hard to say, unfortunately. It really depends on the day, the event being held here, who everyone thinks the event-organizer is fucking exclusively and who the event-organizer is really fucking on the low.<br />
Bartender efficiency &#8211; small bar, but the ‘tenders Visceralist has encountered here have all been smiley, attentive and genuinely engaged in and impressed by our anecdotes.<br />
Official Website &#8211; <a href="https://email.manhattanmedia.com/owa/redir.aspx?C=6087ce608f414550911e6c237aced825&amp;URL=http%3a%2f%2fwww.dixonplace.org%2f" target="_blank">here</a>. Terrible scroll-down-forever interface with a baby-shit-green color scheme, but otherwise completely skippable.<br />
Food? How late &#8211; they sell bags of Utz at the bar, so if you want to be that “(crinkle-crinkle) oh, it’s ok, no one can really hear me” fuck in the audience that everyone can hear, go ahead, buy up a bunch and then go to hell and “catch the Heat game” with my former friend.<br />
TVs? What&#8217;s on &#8211; so Girls has a lot going for it, a few glaring flaws, and that one hilarious scene where Hannah’s ex tells her “Your dad’s gay.” then storms off, but the most striking thing in Visceralist’s opinion is that it contains at least 1 excruciatingly honest sex scene that I’m frankly surprised they can even do on HBO, yes even from the network that brought us Adam Scott jizzing on everyone and everything in Tell Me You Love Me. Damn!<br />
Guy:girl ratio &#8211; skews female, if you can believe it.<br />
Toys &#8211; they have two wooden chairs on a mini-stage in the street-level lounge area, so you could maybe do a little impromptu recreation of the chair dance from Madonna’s “Human Nature” video, but you should prolly ask someone first.<br />
Age of clientele &#8211; folks who remember Go-Bots and M.A.S.K. toys either cuz they played with them or bought them for their kids.<br />
Space for dancing? &#8211; DP isn’t really the type of venue for dance, unless it’s on stage downstairs and choreographed by a character from Portlandia.<br />
Music medium, style &amp; volume &#8211; last time Visceralist was here, some dude rolled up to the bartender and said “When I come here, I expect to hear Edith Piaf!” in the most obnoxiously “Haha, aren’t I just terrible, haha” voice I’ve heard since Bill Maher said anything he’s said in the past 5 years.<br />
Specials or most popular drink &#8211; they have a cocktail called The Humping Dog that consists of Gin &amp; Rhubarb Pimms. I read that and was all, “Um&#8230;.the fuck?”</p>
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<div><strong>Dixon Place</strong></div>
<p id="x_internal-source-marker_0.0866244694816235" dir="ltr">161 Chrystie (btw Delancey &amp; Rivington)</p>
<p dir="ltr">NYC, NY 10002</p>
<p dir="ltr">(212) 219-0736</p>
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