Monday, Jan. 25, 2016
Location: Theater for the New City (East Village)
Event: Staged reading of Let It Come Down
Food: Cheddar cheese, pepperoni, crackers, and white wine
I was greeted by an adorable old man highly skilled at soliciting donations when I got to the theater. Five actors took the stage to perform a reading of Let It Come Down, a play based on a twisted relationship between therapist and patient. The reading was followed by a "talk back" where audience members could give their two cents on the performance. My personal favorite moment was when a self-proclaimed psychology expert told the playwright that the therapist character was basically shit and not believable. A reception followed where the same old man poured some sort of massed produced wine and handed out Ritz crackers. Totally not pretentious food, unlike the crowd.
Saturday, Jan. 30, 2016
Location: Spotify NYC (Chelsea)
Event: Lyrics & Language Hackathon
Food: Piz-zetta margherita pizza, spinach, mushrooms, and broccoli
This monthly hackathon brings together artists and coders to work on music-inspired engineering projects. The event kicked off with a few presenters from the industry. Ranjit Bhatnagar talked about his Twitter bot called Pentametron which retweets messages written in iambic pentameter, creating an endless poem on his feed. I didn't stick around to hack given my equal lack of talent in both music and coding, but I grabbed a slice of pizza and an odd vegetable medley that can only be described as a pizza joint's attempt to cobble together a gluten free option.
Sunday, Jan. 31, 2016
Location: Specials on C (Alphabet City)
Event: 2,340 PB&J Sandwiches
Food: Peanut butter and grape jelly sandwich
I caught Jessica Olah on the last of her five straight days making PB&J sandwiches. 2,340 in total. This performance art piece is an exercise in empathy for her mother who made Jessica one of these every single school day for 13 years. Olah assembled sandwiches one at a time in rapid succession and donated them daily to The Bowery Mission. While I didn't technically get to eat a sandwich, it went to a much better cause than my freeloading self.