03/28/17 5:30pm

We salute you with cotton candy, oh wondrous wheel. Photo by @laurenswells

The Spring Equinox has come and past but the world, or at least New York, still feels grey and damp, so here’s a surefire sign that spring weather and good things are coming: Coney Island’s Opening Day is just over a week away (!).

The Happiest Place on Earth (ya, we know that actually refers to Disneyland but, like, Coney is proof that money and sterile fairytales can’t buy you the same quality happiness decaying theme park rides, funnel cake, and drunk boardwalk dancing with topless strangers can) is coming back to life from its winter dormancy on Saturday, April 8 for the start of its official 2017 season. (more…)

03/28/17 3:57pm

They wouldn’t be able to flail nearly as freely if they were holding beers. Photo via Daybreaker / Facebook

Trying to scrape a living together by working several jobs, keeping up with friends and attempting to find a little time for ourselves can lead us to live functionally alcoholic lives. Thursday, as we all know, is the real start to the weekend and getting trashed with your squad on Friday is the norm. We make no apologies for it. We are over-worked and underpaid millennials and we need to let off steam. But as we find ourselves crawling to yet another Sunday brunch, raging hangover in full swing, we might start to hear people say phrases like “booze fast” or “dry month” and they may even start to sound appealing.

After drinking like the British fish that I am for the last ten years, (I’ve probably put the children of the Bombay Sapphire gin empire through college with my love of G&Ts at this point) I have of late, taken a more sober approach to my NYC life.  I decided to stop drinking four months ago to see how my life would shake down. This began my journey into sober living in Brooklyn. (more…)

03/28/17 12:10pm
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A working flash sheet. A finalized version will be posted on the Facebook event page once complete

Following the great success of their last benefit discount tattoo event, Party to Protect is back with another day of cheap tats and performances in the name of benefiting a cause the Trump administration is opposed to: The well-being of the Earth.

Tattoo to Protect the Planet for Earthjustice will set up its pop-up salon at the same venue as last time, Greenpoint’s Magick City at 37 Box St., with $60 black ink only flash sheet tattoos available from noon to 6pm privy four artists from Williamsburg’s Magic Cobra Tattoo Society on Tuesday, April 25. All proceeds will go to Earthjustice, a nonprofit organization devoted to representing environmental cases pro bono, “because the Earth needs a good lawyer.” (more…)

03/28/17 10:22am
THIS COULD BE YOU — via Flickr user F Delventhal

These dogs could all be you. Via Flickr user F Delventhal

Having your own public access show is the dream of every teenager circa 1992, but as it turns out, it’s a surprisingly attainable dream in 2017 Brooklyn. New York has several public access channels and not only are they full of hidden gems, they’re also very open to giving television shows to people with something to say (read: You). Plus, with public broadcasting looking down the barrel of a rather unfriendly national budget proposal, we here at Brokelyn thought it as good a time as any to take stock in our fair city’s rich public access television scene. (more…)

03/27/17 5:19pm
Hot damn, double feature. Photo via Yelp user Bina S.

Hot damn, double feature. Photo via Yelp user Bina S.

Since its grand opening on Grand St. in September, Williamsburg’s Korean fried chicken joint Mahji has been breaking the barrier between upscale bar atmosphere and the ability to stuff your face with drumsticks in public.

The hyper-curated menu offers soy garlic or spicy glazed chicken in the form of boneless breast strips (tendies, essentially), wings, drum sticks, or combo drum sticks & wings. There’s also a lone salad option, a variety of sides (dumplings! Korean pancakes! Kimchi fried rice! Korean rice-ball!) and two alternative main course options: a Kimchi quesadilla and stone bowl bibimbap (“tempered vegetables on a bed of sizzling rice served in a heated stone bowl topped with an egg and Gochujang sauce”). (more…)

03/27/17 2:37pm
It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything

It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything

You can’t keep a good man down, but you can keep a bad man from keeping you down. Or at least that seems to be the lesson Hannah, Elijah and Marnie are learning.

After his last performance received rave review (yes, singular) at a high-end retail boutique, Elijah is ready to move on to his next role. This time he’s auditioning for a role in a workshop of White Men Can’t Jump: The Musical. It’s the part he was born to play, as a milk-white gay boy who hasn’t touched a basketball since making skin-to-skin contact with one back in the sixth grade.

The last time he auditioned for anything, it was a commercial announcing the arrival of stuffed crust pizza at Papa John’s. Now he’s got to deal with nerves and a romantic crisis. His ex-boyfriend Dill shows up at his door in the throes of a PR nightmare. Apparently he’s been trying to adopt, but only white babies, and only on the black market. Yikes. (more…)

03/27/17 12:35pm
(Gaby Del Valle/Brokelyn)

Photo by Gaby Del Valle / Brokelyn

If you keep up the hard work, maybe Paul Ryan will actually blast Papa Roach from his car one day—this beautiful New York Times screenshot is, unfortunately, Photoshop, but someday the image of Ryan listening to “Last Resort” as his life’s work falls apart will exist in more than just our dreams. (more…)

03/27/17 10:30am
Jump on over to Van Halesque to see Lucy Lipstick (#) (pic by Matthew Ciscart Photography)

Jump on over to Van Halesque to see Lucy Lipstick (#5) (pic by Matthew Ciscart Photography)

[Ed note: Reminder, we now have a separate roundup for activism-focused events, which we encourage you to check out here.]

1. Do some literary globetrotting at Fiction in Foreign Cultures, a panel moderated by founder and director of NY Writers Coalition Aaron Zimmerman, featuring Deborah Clearman, Ben Dolnick, Lauren Sanders, and Iromie Weeramantry. (Monday, Greenlight Books, FREE)

2. Karate-chop your way into the week at the inaugural Drunken Masters, a celebration of the best and worst action flicks, with themed drink specials and a discussion of the film’s legacy in cinema, tonight featuring Jackie Chan’s kung-fu classic Drunken Master. (Monday, Knitting Factory, FREE)

3. Escape into destruction at Wreck the Joint’s monthly showcase Flew the Coop, with comedy, storytelling, and performances from Alex Pavone, Sydnee Washington, Melissa Diaz, Otis Gray, Becca Beberaggi, and LeClerc Andre. (Tuesday, The Footlight, $8)  (more…)

03/27/17 10:00am


It’s little wonder why owning a small business is often compared to pushing a boulder up a mountain: owners often do everything themselves–sales, marketing and operations, customer relations, payroll and accounts payable. That includes washing dishes and taking out the garbage.

With the launch of CatchSmart, a digital platform that provides social networking, data, and IT tools to help independent makers grow their businesses, the 30,000+ self-incorporated owners in Brooklyn should get some help pushing that boulder. (more…)

03/24/17 3:02pm

Photo by Ruthie Darling / Brokelyn

New month, new me is all well and good until you step outside of your apartment and onto the snow-saturated sidewalks. Then, new cup of coffee, new Netflix series seems much more appealing. 

This month I had made a decision to learn to love myself. Not my boyfriend, not my family, Me. A worthwhile pursuit certainly, but resolutions of this kind have a fatal flaw, the problem being that no one really holds you accountable to them. There is no line manager for resolutions. It’s up to you to make the salads, book the yoga classes, buy the journal. No one will do it for you and no one will notice if your decisions never really come to fruition. The get-out is just too easy and with a project as intangible as self love, I was already concerned that I was on a path to failure.

Unsure of where to start with this, I began by asking my friends if they had any suggestions. One friend replied by saying, “you know what I’m going to say and I hope you’ll join me this time, please look at their website.” Alas, I did know to what she was referring and so last Sunday night I braced myself for the face-melting chill to meet her at a Women’s Rejuvenation Circle I had been promising her, for months, that I would attend. Learn to love yourself, the website assured, by participating in their “co-created experience of women supporting women through guided meditation and an emotional check-in”. It had New Me written all over it. My desire to cancel was off the charts. (more…)