Apparently, Carnegie Hall was booked.

On our way to MOMA we happened by the Radio City Music Hall and were bit surprised to see the headliner. The Burgs do not live in a bubble and are well aware of Mr. Tiger Blood's rant tour sweeping the nation, but really? Radio City Music Hall? Was someone actually bumped to squeeze this timeless classic in at the last moment? And if they were, how are they feeling about themselves right now?

Universal Studios has a pretty good New York street too.

On her way home from work Karen was momentarily confused when she looked up and saw this:

 

April is well underway and this was the scene on the street. Had the clocks suddenly turned themselves back and decided we hadn't had enough wintery goodness? Had we been whisked back to mid-December?

No, it seems that the holidays lights were part of a filming for a forthcoming film by Garry Marshall. (Mr. Marshall gave the world "Mork & Mindy," "Laverne & Shirley" and maybe some other things that don't involve ampersands). We expected this sort of thing in Los Angeles, but when it happens in Brooklyn, you really feel like you're being gaslighted.

Karen was delighted to learn that the weather system was not on some weird loop and we did not have to relive the brutal winter once again.

That's Subtle . . . They Should Call Themselves Out-N-In

We can't quite capture the amazing plagiarism here. Sadly, the menu was blurred by the lights.  Basically, there's a place on 23rd Street that took the entire aesthetic of In N Out Burger, minus the palm trees, and plopped it down in NYC like no one would notice. Well, The Burgs noticed Mr. Fresh & Fast, and we are NOT amused.

Also, pretty sure the Palm Trees are where the flavor is, jerks.

Empire State

There are a lot of posts devoted to us being a bit, shall we say, grumpy, about New York City. But last Friday, after seeing a great concert, we were walking along the streets at 1 AM on a clear, crisp night and had a little moment where we remembered how cool it can be to live in THE New York City.

There are a lot of things about this town that make us really angry, but there are also a lot of things that make us grateful to call this our current home.

Mr. Costello, We Salute You . . .

The Burgs ventured out a little later than usual Friday night, but it was for a good reason: Elvis Costello put on a last-minute concert at the Gramercy Theater. It started at 11:15 pm -- well past our traditional "wind down" hour and pretty much smack dab into the middle of what we call "bed time." 

Don't worry, it was completely worth dragging ourselves out of the fortress of duitude (kind of like solitude, but for two people) and into Manhattan. He sounded AMAZING and played for nearly two hours straight. (Two encores!) It was all pretty fantastic. The Burgs are both longtime fans but neither had ever seen him live. Erik was very happy that he played a lot of his favorites like "Oliver's Army" and "Less Than Zero." Karen was hoping for "Green Shirt" or "Running Out of Angels" but no such luck (fingers crossed for the show in May.)

As evidenced by the digital clock on the stage (see picture, just above Elvis' head), it was a little late. It wasn't even his first his first gig of the evening, it was his third (he made surprise guest appearances at two other concerts earlier in the evening). The clock read 1:01 am by the time Elvis and his band left the stage. He has a lot more energy than you'd expect from a 56-year-old man, a lot more energy than, say, the Burgs . . . We were thoroughly impressed.