Stranger, smaller-room, and in-the-know Scope NYC picks for Monday, August 10.
The undead gay cowboy title has exactly the right off-kilter Mama Tried energy before the night gets too tidy.
A Nuyorican slam still carries spoken-word heat that feels more local than polished.
A bar lecture about parenting and murderous children has the right mix of smart-premise and bad-idea energy.
A soloshow.online film exhibition in a karaoke bar reads like an internet-art pocket universe that escaped its browser tab.
Spectacle's iara lee slot follows dark tourism and post-disaster obsession through a properly strange documentary lens.
A comedy show in a cat cafe with Ashley Gavin is too oddly committed to file beside normal stand-up.
Burlesque plus bingo at a hotel bar is ridiculous in a usefully specific East Village way.
Anthology's Czech western parody slot is cult enough to feel like a joke passed between repertory regulars.
A late Spectacle screening about object desire is exactly the lo-fi oddity the big cinemas ignore.
Late vinyl at Mezzrow is a narrow, after-the-set lane for people who want jazz-adjacent listening instead of another bar.