Stranger, smaller-room, and in-the-know Scope NYC picks for Thursday, July 30.
That title reads like a flyer you notice on a lamppost first, and Night Club 101 suits the scrappy collision.
A reading in a Prospect Park West address feels like a small literary side door, more local appointment than polished showcase.
Anthology turning Duchamp into a film program is exactly the sort of narrow art-cinema detour this list is for.
Spectacle's Cyber Lady Suzuki program points straight at the cult-video shelf, specific and happily unfashionable.
A late screening at Caveat already tilts odd, and the title sounds more like a private obsession than a standard film listing.
A confessional cabaret about the Club 27 mythology has the intimate, slightly haunted premise Paradise Factory can hold.
The late Close Up set has a player-to-player charge, with the set-and-session format keeping it looser than a standard bill.
Christmas-in-July burlesque at Sleepwalk is deliberately overstuffed, which is the charm rather than a flaw.
Mezzrow after hours on vinyl is a tiny lane for people who want the jazz night to turn inward instead of louder.
A near-midnight Smalls jam is a working-musician doorway, less headliner worship than a glimpse of the ecosystem.