Tue, May 7, 2002, 12:00am
My favorite New York song has to be ëSummer in the City' by the Lovin' Spoonful. I don't really know what to say about it.
Tue, May 7, 2002, 12:00am
A year before Ryan Adams released his classic-rock genre study, Gold, and declared "I still love you, New York," on the album's single, he was perched on the stage at Brownies NYC one Saturday afternoon. "Harmonica hurts my feelings when I'm hungover," the red flannel-clad troubadour announced.
Tue, May 7, 2002, 12:00am
I can't tell if my favorite New York song takes place in New York or Los Angeles, which I suppose brings the validity of my choice into question.
Tue, May 7, 2002, 12:00am
As juniors, my cohorts and I live vicariously through our senior friends. We idealize a life of lease signings and budgets cut thrillingly short with a feeling somewhere between longing for that ideal life and relief that it has not yet begun.
Tue, May 7, 2002, 12:00am
New York is truly the center of the world. When non-New Yorkers are asked what makes the city famous, they undoubtedly mention, right behind pretzels, hot dogs and rude drivers, performance art.
Mon, May 6, 2002, 12:00am
Walking through Riverside Park the other day, I watched a young child of about five years, adorned in all possible crash gear, ride toward me on his bike. He teetered back and forth before finally falling to the ground.
Mon, May 6, 2002, 12:00am
Like Frank Sinatra, I want to wake up in the city that never sleeps. Though I have never put much stock in Sinatra (what kind of sell-out New Yorker writes a song about Chicago?), after living in New York, it's safe to say that I can never leave. Sure, Boston, D.C., and L.A.
Mon, May 6, 2002, 12:00am
The nation has been swept by a trend that has grown phenomenally in the last year: worn-in clothes.
Mon, May 6, 2002, 12:00am
New York City, with its ethnically diverse population and history of culturally defined neighborhoods, has always been viewed as the volatile center of America's melting pot.
Mon, May 6, 2002, 12:00am
After seeing Spider-Man, I want to be loved by a superhero. No ordinary man will do. I have never been the largest fan of Columbia men: most seem to be far too arrogant and not all that cool. But post-Spider-Man, they have fallen even lower in my esteem.
