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Ronak Gandhi |
Aug 12, 2022 9:27 am
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Winyu “Win” Seetamyae, the chef and owner behind Upper State Street’s September in Bangkok, has opened his second restaurant at 200 Crown St. after managing to stay afloat, and profitable, during the pandemic.
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Brian Slattery |
Aug 12, 2022 9:22 am
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Lydia Arachne, the songwriter and bandleader of Semaphora, offered a knowing smile to the audience at Best Video on Thursday night as she announced her first song.
“This song,” she said, “is about cats and how they might save us in the future if we misplace our nuclear waste.”
She delivered it as a joke, but the story turns out to be true. The comment set the tone for what had come before and what would follow, as the Connecticut-based Semaphora and opening act Gold Eris — a well-paired set of bands — each performed music that was intelligent and heartfelt in equal measure.
As 54 frantic calls came in to the city about another bear roaming upper Westville, Steve was calmly checking out the offerings at a bird feeder on Stevenson Road.
The lights are off and the popcorn’s all gone from a decades-old independent movie theater on Middletown Avenue — which new nonprofit owners aim to convert to a bustling campus for affordable early childhood education.
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Brian Slattery |
Aug 11, 2022 8:55 am
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Jerry stands with his hand on his hip, a cigar angled improbably out of his mouth. He’s wearing a hat from another time. The shop behind him is from another time, too, an older New Haven that’s increasingly hard to catch a glimpse of. The photograph is accompanied by a quote from Jerry, addressed to the photographer: “Say, you ain’t Polish, are ya? John here said you might be Polish. You’re Italian, ain’t ya? You look Italian.… Lithuanian? Romanian? Well, at least you ain’t a Jew. Say, you ain’t Jewish, are ya? Old John, he and I just like to kid around. What are you anyway?”
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Brian Slattery |
Aug 10, 2022 9:15 am
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A woman holding bolts of fabric approached the checkout counter set up in the lobby of Long Wharf Theatre. She had plans, she said, to make clothes for her relatives.
“In my generation, everybody knitted or sewed,” she said.
Now, she continued, “when a shirt loses a button, they take it to the dry cleaners.”
Making clothes yourself is a “lost art,” a Long Wharf employee agreed. But with the help of Dock Deals — a series of sales of stock Long Wharf is holding as it clears out its space on Sargent Drive — the woman would find it again.
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Brian Slattery |
Aug 10, 2022 9:09 am
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Vasilisa Gladysheva’s potted plant at first looks precarious, perched on the edge of its podium, but that’s the point. The piece is, in a very real sense, about balance. There’s tenuousness versus serenity. There’s the combining of the whimsical and the functional, while also having something to say about the thoughts of the mind, or perhaps imagination. Is the figure in the vase sleeping and dreaming the plant into existence? Or is it about how all thoughts can grow? Regardless, what is clear is both the artist’s playful intentions and the skill with which the piece is made.
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Nora Grace-Flood and Maya McFadden |
Aug 4, 2022 2:52 pm
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Architecture student Jason Chan landed on the New Haven Green Wednesday and noticed a plaque remembering the park’s history as the central square in America’s first planned city — which made him think about the contrasts between the Elm City and his highly developed hometown of Hong Kong.
As punk rock played on the stereo, Justin Elicker sipped his Counter Weight Headway with a small group of New Haveners who had come with curiosity — but no complaints.
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Olivia Gross |
Aug 3, 2022 8:50 am
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Percy Jackson is coming to town with all the charm and pacing of a chapter book – onstage at a summer program that keeps kids returning each year and bonding through the arts.
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Jordan Ashby |
Aug 1, 2022 9:08 am
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Artspace New Haven celebrated the culmination of the free Summer Artspace Program (SAP) with a community exhibition highlighting the work of six high school artists.
Lately, like a truffle dog on the hunt, I have sniffed along the New Haven trail of the first American to receive the Nobel Prize for literature.
The search led me to Yale’s Old Campus, where Harry Sinclair Lewis took his bachelor’s degree in 1908; up to the summit of East Rock, where his imagination flourished; down to the reading room of the Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library, where his papers are store; and finally to his forecast of the advent of Donald Trump.
“Put me on a pedestal, and I’ll only disappoint you!”
The College Street Music Hall crowd scream-sang along with Courtney Barnett.
“Tell me I’m exceptional; I promise to exploit you!”
In the pit, a teenage girl with winged eyeliner looked around to make sure she wasn’t the only one letting loose. Near her, a white-haired man in a ponytail thrashed his arms to the beat. Toward the center, rowdy 20-somethings tossed their bodies against one another; if there were ever a time to mosh, it was now.
“I think you’re a joke, but I don’t find you very fu-u-u-u-u-nny!” the Aussie rocker continued from the state, as two middle-aged women crooned the line to two middle-aged men.
In fact, at that moment, there wasn’t a single person in the hall who didn’t sing along.
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Brian Slattery |
Jul 27, 2022 9:24 am
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“I don’t want to X‑ray your ghost,” Brian Robinson began, speaking to someone to told him that “it was just a rash and you would get it checked / You told me you would clean up, stop drinking, and fix up the sun room / where the folded cardboard Amazon boxes sneer a stupid arrow smile / alongside Mike’s Hard Lemonade and chewy pet supplies / all wedged behind the rusted patio furniture you never sit in to read a book.” The poem, in exquisite detail, portrayed a life spun slowly out of control, “even as you fold another box and call to say your results came up negative.”
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Brian Slattery |
Jul 26, 2022 8:46 am
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It’s a chicken leg, mounted on a wooden board like a hunting trophy or a piece of taxidermy. But then something else is going on with it, a cascade of white circles, dynamic enough to almost seem to be moving across its surface. For some, the circles might seem like soap, the leg being washed clean. For other, they might look like mold; the chicken left out of the fridge too long. Or what if someone decided not to interpret it at all? To just accept the shapes and shades for what they are, just patterns across the chicken’s skin?
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Olivia Gross |
Jul 25, 2022 9:17 am
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The concrete made the temperature seem twice as high at Edgewood Park’s skate park Saturday, but skateboards still flew through the crowd — and music filled the air at the first annual Seeing Sounds music festival.
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Brian Slattery |
Jul 25, 2022 9:17 am
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In the middle of his set to close out the day, musician Trey Moore took a moment to be thankful. “I just woke up one day and decided to do this, and here you are, in the flesh.”
He spoke with an air of gratitude, and just a hint of incredulity, that Seeing Sounds — a day-long festival of music, clothing, food, games, and skating that he organized at Edgewood Skate Park — had actually happened.
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Colin Roberts |
Jul 25, 2022 8:49 am
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On Sunday night The Cult, led by vocalist Ian Astbury and guitarist Billy Duffy, took their We Own The Night Tour to College Street Music Hall in downtown New Haven. With a plethora of material to choose from, the group — who creatively fused hard rock, new wave and goth in the ’80s and ’90s — played a set of fan favorites, drawing mainly from their trio of late-’80s hit records Love, Electric and Sonic Temple.