A Capital anticipations list: Hallets Point, Aqueduct, Andy Warhol, Tennis (the band)
Each week, Capital's editors and writers will offer a list of the events, activities, releases and personal obsessions that we are looking forward to during the next week. Here is a list of our anticipations.
Katharine: This coming Saturday I plan on commandeering a friend's car to go scope out the warehouses of Hallets Point, which is sufficiently out of the way that even if you live in Astoria you probably haven't been there. (It's on 1st Street. Ever hear of a 1st Street in Astoria?) There are plans for a big new residential development there, which is currently populated by one lonely baseball field and numerous structures that have been out of use for long enough that it's not clear what they were ever for. It's a place that will provide excellent water views, about a 25-minute walk to the subway. A big gamble.
Dana: On Saturday, I'm going to the races. This will be my second time at the Aqueduct, and I'm curious to see whether the hours I've spent watching Dustin Hoffman play a horse-owner on HBO will make the sport any more decipherable to me. I'm guessing not. Come to think of it, the show's horse-racing patois isn't particularly decipherable to me anyway. Be that as it may, the day should be fun. I'll place poorly thought-out bets on second-run horses and, from my perch in the trackside Garden Terrace brunch depot, shake my fist when they lose. When all that's done and over, I will walk over to Genting's new slot-machine operation next door and watch all sorts of people gambling who seem like they should probably be doing a little less of it. Then I'll get a drink.
Post-Oscars "thank you" speeches and The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo
Azi: After staring at redistricting maps till I went cross-eyed, I'm going to carve out a couple of hours this weekend and look at Oscar speeches. Or rather, post-Oscar speeches. I know everyone said they were boring this year. But I'm ready to be bored.
I couldn't find a way to watch the Oscars online (anybody still have a television?) and was stuck watching Oscar.com's various websites set up everywhere but on the main stage. A camera, set up right off the stage, was called the "Thank You" camera, where Oscar winners who felt their speeches were cut short could literally talk for as long as they like.
Meryl Streep's "Thank You" camera speech was as awesome as it was spacey. And apparently she's just like that. When she won the British version of the Oscar for her role in The Iron Lady, she stumbled on stage and lost her shoe—a wardrobe malfunction at ankle-level.
After my speech-binge, I'm going to spend a few of my own dollars to see The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. Rooney Mara didn't win an Oscar. She also didn't give any stupid speeches.
Tennis, a Warhol exhibit, Julia Holter, more
Gabe: The pair of shows teaming two of the more adorable bands on the indie map—Tennis and Hospitality—should really be among the highlights of this whole season, and while the Bowery show Saturday has long since sold out, there are somehow tickets still available for Monday’s Music Hall of Williamsburg gig. Also Saturday, Affirmation Arts opens its exhibition Warhol: Confections & Confessions, which features 53 black-and-white photos, mostly still lifes and interiors, shot between 1974 to 1983 and never before seen outside the Andy Warhol Museum in Pittsburgh (8 have never been seen anywhere), while in Williamsburg, Kim Ann Foxman, one of the singers behind Hercules & Love Affair, shares her favorite tunes, spinning at Public Assembly.
Sunday sees the second of two screening events for Chantal Akerman at the Museum of the Moving Image. This one features a showing of 1977’s terrific News From Home, which is composed largely of gritty scenes of New York City, and a conversation with Akerman herself.
Tuesday has a couple of exciting shows, including the New York debut of Julia Holter, an exceptional singer-songwriter. Holter is joined by pianist Sarah Cahill, who will be playing a selection of music by composers inspired by “Theosophy, Rosicrucianism, astrology, and Transcendentalism, among them Scriabin, Dane Rudhyar, Ruth Crawford, Henry Cowell, and Erik Satie.” That just sounds awesome. Extra-awesome is Nightlands, a project of Dave Hartley (The War on Drugs) at Webster Hall.