Get your ‘ween on!
Here’s some scary shit you might want to get into:
(via Flavor Pill)
Halloween Critical Mass NYC
Scary because: you might get arrested and have to spend the night in an NYC lockup wearing the Yeti suit you fashioned from all the hair leftover after your numerous haircuts this year.
Join the freakily costumed fixed-gear diehards, pimped-out cruiser clubs, and hardcore messengers taking over 6th Avenue today for an extra-surreal Critical Mass ride. (JAC). Fri 10.28 (7pm) Union Square Park (E 17th St at Union Sq W, but subject to change). Note: The afterparty is held at 49 E Houston St (8pm, $5).
Some Random DJ Gig
Scary because: the promo information makes reference to spanking the monkey.
If you wanna roll budget for Halloween, you can’t beat [oh, it was ‘beat’ not spank] the Monkey — five bucks, and masks are provided. Matt Edwards (aka Rekid, Radioslave) and Joel Martin in Quiet Village Project guise join residents Phil and Anton for a dirty underground party.
Fischer Spooner
Scary because: all the androgyny will make you feel like your stuck in a bad Bowie music video.
Electro-Glam Rock Fischerspooner Mon 10.31 (10pm) Irving Plaza (17 Irving Pl, 212.777.6800) If there’s one band that knows how to play dress-up it’s Fischerspooner. Fresh from supporting their sophomore effort, Odyssey, in Europe, Casey and Warren invite you to their lavish tribute to All Hallows’ Eve.
(via Tonic Events)
Halloween Bash
Scary because: I once went to this place, arrived at around 10PM and was kicked out for being too early. The freaks come out [really late] at night!
Mon. Oct. 31st. The Mae-Shi plus Carla Bozulich’s The Night Porter at 9pm (don’t believe ‘em), $12. Plus a spooky film, black punch and orange cookies.
Bike Joust
Scary because: are you kidding me, it’s bicycle jousting!
(via street poster)
Black Label Bicycle Club presents Bike Kill. Sat 10.29 (12pm) Willoughby Ave at Sandford St, Bed-Stuy. I’ve seen these guys riding around my neighborhood. They have double-decker, low riders, Mad Max-looking BMXs and other mangled pieces of welded-together metal they call bikes. They smile in that cross-my-path-and-I’ll-rip-out-your-spleen kind of way as they pass by. I wanna be one of them.
The Tiger Lillies
Scary because: it costs 30 bucks.
(via clairvoyance)
St. Ann’s Warehouse, NY, 10/31/2005 - 20:00
“Profoundly funny songs about modern life as observed from the gutter… wittily blasphemous fun.” – Time Out New York. Stay for the Halloween Party after the concert, hosted be St Anns. The Tiger Lillies will be attending.
Or do your own thing. Rent a few horror flix, call up some friends, get bottles of Monster Ale from the Brooklyn Brewery, and call it a party.













