Stranger, smaller-room, and in-the-know Scope NYC picks for Sunday, April 26.
An afternoon jam at Smalls is where the city's jazz life sounds least curated and most alive.
Spectacle remains one of the few rooms where a title this confrontational reads as a promise rather than a dare.
Anthology on a Sunday afternoon is still one of the best excuses to disappear into something obscure for a few hours.
Chess plus poetry in a karaoke bar is specific enough that you can picture the regulars before you arrive.
An improvised bluegrass musical is exactly the kind of impossible-to-explain format that earns a spot here.
A Purgatory bill full of names like these sounds pleasantly homemade in the right Brooklyn way.
Caveat is useful when a show sounds a little too deranged to fit comfortably anywhere else.
UnionDocs is still where you go when you want documentary-adjacent work that has some actual texture left in it.
C'mon Everybody stays valuable because it can hold a campy, abrasive theater title without apologizing for it.
The late Close Up set-and-session lane keeps producing the kind of small-hours music crowd this list is meant to track.