Still Bored To Death
The New York Times previews the season premiere of Bored To Death, created by Rumpus BFF Jonathan Ames, calling it, “Larry David and Pee-Wee Herman dipped in Mickey Spillane.”
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Notable New York, This Week 12/14 – 12/19
This week in New York Rumpus Women take over!, New Yorker writer’s 20 Under 40 share their stories, Jonathan Ames and Justin Taylor are among writers who read from A Christmas Carol, J.D. Durkin pleads Stephen Colbert: Hire Me!, this month’s Soundtrack Series, and Tiny Furniture is this week’s Saturday Movie Pick.
Literary Fashionables: The Showman and The Muse
Two further reasons to drop your day job and write full time rather than watch all this literary glamor ringside are Jonathan Ames and Sophie Dahl. Unless, of course, you don’t have a hit show on HBO, Dave Letterman calling you for repeat visits, Mick Jagger at your heels, or the legacy of a literary legend to fall back on.
Notable New York, This Week 2/8 – 2/14
This week in New York, Harper’s presents “Love: A Rebuke” with Colson Whitehead, Heidi Julavits and Sam Lipsyte, Simon Critchley in bed with Cabinet’s Brian Dillon chatting about hypochondria, Vol. 1 Brooklyn and Gignatic present the Greatest 3-Minute Rock ‘n Roll Story Ever, Adam Haslett reads from his debut novel, The Magnetic Fields perform, Zachary German and Tao Lin celebrate the release of German’s new book, and BOMB Magazine hosts its Winter Issue Launch Party.
A Notable Night with the Rumpus and Tin House
Tuesday night, November 17, the Rumpus and Tin House presented a night of variety acts such as David Rees on the art of choosing numbers, Todd Barry on what women want, Starlee Kine on Zen ping-pong and Care Bears on Fire who proved that you can rock out before you’ve lost your baby fat.
...moreNotable New York, This Week 11/16-11/22
This week in New York the Rumpus and Tin House present MORE THAN YOU EXPECTED with Rick Moody, Starlee Kine and Eugene Mirman followed by a meteor shower, Martin Amis and Chip Kidd celebrate Nabokov’s work with special exhibit of The Original of Laura, Pseudo-Futurist video game improvisation, a week of events centered on National Book Awards, Bob Dylan performs, artist Terence Koh talks at National Arts Club, Greil Marcus live in one-man show–Lipstick Traces, Cinema 16 presents Tom Smith’s masterpiece Solar System, along with PSA’s from the 60s with live musical accompaniment, and SCORE!
...moreNotable New York, This Week 10/12-10/18
MONDAY, October 12, 2009 – SUNDAY, October 18, 2009
This week in New York, The New Yorker Festival hits town. And yes, while the “Humor Revue,” “About Towns,” and “Kaffeeklatches” seem to have been sold out before they were on sale, there’re still some good readings and “Screen Gems” available, and a slim, if precariously so, window for getting tickets to sold-out events (see below) – and see a full schedule here; A Festival of Frightening Movies begins at Lincoln Center, and Spike Jonze week continues a the MOMA, in celebration of the Friday release of Where the Wild Things Are.
...moreThe Rumpus Sunday Book Review Supplement
It’s been one hell of a week for Rumpus books, complete with a review by D.A. Powell of Rachel Loden’s Dick of the Dead and an interview with Jonathan Ames. Come read!
The Rumpus Interview with Jonathan Ames
“Maybe my work isn’t a cry for help. It may just be a baby’s need to cry or a dog’s need to bark.”
...moreJonathan Ames Talks Sex, Frivolity, and Egocentrism
Rumpus contributor Jonathan Ames recently got interviewed by a little magazine called Time.
Clearly this upstart Time rag is hopping on the Rumpus’ pro-Ames bandwagon, but we won’t begrudge them. How can you NOT want to learn more about a writer who’s been compared to everyone from Norman Mailer to David Sedaris?
...moreThe Ballad of the Whiskey Robber: The Rumpus Interview with Julian Rubinstein
Ten years ago today, Attila Ambrus (a.k.a. the “Whiskey Robber”), arguably the worst pro-hockey goalie in history, hastily twisted together a makeshift rope out of computer cables and bedsheets and escaped out a fourth story window of the Budapest City Jail.
No Contact, Asshole!
The summer of 1990 was a bad one. It should have been a good one but it was a bad one. I’ve pulled a lot of stunts in my day, mostly of the sick sexual variety, but that summer I reached a new low. Or a new high. It was so low it was high, if you know what I mean.