What started as just another match on a sunny court 13 at 11 a.m. very slowly became a marathon match for the ages, one that wouldn't end until 4:59 minutes after it had started. Read more

Tonight Apache Beat, Blood Orange and We Are All Romans play a show at Coco66, 66 Greenpoint Avenue (betw. Franklin and West Sts.), Brooklyn, 718-389-7392; 7, $8. Read more

Audrey Crabtree is a director and co-founder of the New York Clown Theater Festival. She is an award-winning performer, writer, and director who has worked with actors, improvisers, clowns, buffoons, burlesque performers and performance artists for more than 17 years.

So, when she kicks off the latest incarnation of the NYCTF on Friday with a parade that leads from Union Square to The Brick Theater in Williamsburg, you can trust it’s the start of something special. We caught up with Crabtree to find out just exactly what kind of—sorry—clowning around we can expect. Read more

Promoted as a Brand Nubian concert in which the New Rochelle-based hip-hop crew would replay the 1993 album In God We Trust in its entirety, Wednesday night's Knitting Factory show may have not delivered fully on its promise but it did not disappoint the delighted fans who were clearly just happy to be transported back to hip-hop's so-called "golden age" for a night.  Read more

If this year’s All Tomorrow’s Parties knock-out lineup—Iggy and the Stooges, DJ Kool Herc and Shellac, to name a few—doesn’t quite do it for you, the weekend festival is introducing an unexpected new feature for its third New York-hosted year: a book club. Read more

What started as just another match on a sunny court 13 at 11 a.m. very slowly became a marathon match for the ages, one that wouldn't end until 4:59 minutes after it had started. Read more

Audrey Crabtree is a director and co-founder of the New York Clown Theater Festival. She is an award-winning performer, writer, and director who has worked with actors, improvisers, clowns, buffoons, burlesque performers and performance artists for more than 17 years.

So, when she kicks off the latest incarnation of the NYCTF on Friday with a parade that leads from Union Square to The Brick Theater in Williamsburg, you can trust it’s the start of something special. We caught up with Crabtree to find out just exactly what kind of—sorry—clowning around we can expect. Read more

An old saying about politics is that it is showbiz for ugly people. But Lauri Apple, a Chicago-based artist and political writer, believes politics—or, at least, the New York City Council—is more like high school.

Apple is drawing the Council’s 51 members in prom attire in a series called NYC High for the blog ANIMAL New York. Apple was also one of 50 artists to draw every Chicago’s alderman.

“Politics is kind of like high school, with factions and gossip and people always trying to hold on to or increase their popularity,” Apple told ANIMAL.

Does that make Christine Quinn class president? It helps to dole out the funds to your best friends' projects when running in a popularity contest. Read more

"I would be in favor of an indoor tour all together" said Ivan Lujbicic after his opening round loss to American 18-year old phenom Ryan Harrison. "The heat was my biggest enemy".

And he isn't the only one who has to battle these hard conditions. In a weird twist, almost all the men's singles matches were put out first on court yesterday 11 a.m, meaning that some of these players would have to play up to five sets in 95 degree weather. The temperature of the courts were up to 110 degrees. Read more

Last February, kooky artist Ann Liv Young—who we spotted walking up and down Bedford Ave. with a cameraman last night—performed a show at P.S. 1 that included masturbation, urination and the public derision of artist Georgia Sagri. The show ended abruptly when the director of the art center, Klaus Biesenbach, cut the lights in the middle of her performance. This jarring halt caused Young to spill a bucket of her own urine on herself.

Hopefully following in the same vein, Young will perform her one-woman show Cinderella this weekend at ISSUE Project Room. A new take on the classic fairy tale, Young will perform as Sherry, a demure yet sinister southern belle (Young was performing as loudmouth Sherry when the P.S. 1 incident took place).

More southern Hell than southern belle, Sherry will play each role of the tale, seeking to critique the, “male authorship which created one-dimensional female characters.” What can be considered a crude artistic reiteration of bygone themes is, to some, a potential catalyst for disaster or (fingers crossed!) another urine spill.

Also, lucky for performance art enthusiasts and controversy-coveters alike, Young has gained approval to do another performance at P.S. 1 on Sunday. Read more

The American: Armond White writes about Anton Corbijn’s gorgeous-looking thriller: “Clooney’s still on his anti-American kick, sentimentalizing the corruption that appeals to cynical film critics who fall for his forced, noxious ‘charm.’” Read more of White’s review here.

Machete: White writes about Robert Rodriguez’s new genre pastiche: “Robert Rodriguez’s spoof-trailer promised fun, but now that the actual movie is here, he gives us idiocy. Machete combines genre spoofery with a presumptuous political message.” Read more of his review here. Read more

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The main thesis of Paul and Sandra Fierlinger’s Plympton-esque animated feature My Dog Tulip, an adaptation of J.R. Ackerley’s 1956 memoir (which opens today at Film Forum), is that people should accept dogs for who and what they are: messy, loud, often disgusting but infallibly loyal companions. Acklerley, voiced in the film by master raconteur Christopher Plummer, subsequently spends the bulk of film narrating several ostensibly droll anecdotes instigated by his Alsatian that vomits, defecates and sprays menstrual blood when she’s in heat. Maybe you have be a truly dedicated dog lover to get the appeal of My Dog Tulip, but I doubt it. Read more

Cinevardaphoto: Agnes Varda’s latest…goes straight to video? Huh. It’s a new feature-length film, too. Was there seriously no room for this at Cinema Village or even the Quad? Kind of pathetic. Also available via Instant Viewing.

Harry Brown: Top-to-bottom stupidity starring Michael Caine as a retiree turned into the UK version of Charles Bronson circa Death Wish. See my review here. Read more

Usually when we camp out to watch two movies on a Wednesday night, there’s a bottle of bourbon and a few too many slices of pizza involved. Tomorrow night, we’ll haul uptown to catch two classic films—the 1971 junkie flick Dusty and Sweets McGee and the ’78 cult classic American Hot Wax—from Mutrux, who wrote and directed the underappreciated teen movie There Goes My Baby. Read more

Tonight Apache Beat, Blood Orange and We Are All Romans play a show at Coco66, 66 Greenpoint Avenue (betw. Franklin and West Sts.), Brooklyn, 718-389-7392; 7, $8. Read more

Promoted as a Brand Nubian concert in which the New Rochelle-based hip-hop crew would replay the 1993 album In God We Trust in its entirety, Wednesday night's Knitting Factory show may have not delivered fully on its promise but it did not disappoint the delighted fans who were clearly just happy to be transported back to hip-hop's so-called "golden age" for a night.  Read more

If this year’s All Tomorrow’s Parties knock-out lineup—Iggy and the Stooges, DJ Kool Herc and Shellac, to name a few—doesn’t quite do it for you, the weekend festival is introducing an unexpected new feature for its third New York-hosted year: a book club. Read more

On this warm evening, Wye Oak plays with Lou Barlow at Mercury Lounge, 217 E. Houston St. (betwn. Essex & Ludlow Sts.), 212-260-4700; 7:30, $14. Read more

Tonight check out Delicate Steve and Tough Knuckles at Union Pool, 484 Union Ave. (at Meeker Ave.), Brooklyn, 718-609-0484; 9, $TBA. Read more