Afternoon Bites: New Texas is the Reason, J. Robert Lennon, Book Shopping With Molly Ringwald and Panio Gianopoulos, and More

  File under “things we never thought we’d type in 2012”: here’s some new music from Texas is the Reason. Paula Bomer, who’s reading at Franklin Park next Monday, was interviewed at The Nervous Breakdown. Molly Ringwald and Panio Gianopoulos went shopping for books at McNally Jackson. Rosie Schaap talked with The Drinking Diaries. BoingBoing has selected their favorite comics of 2012. Emily Witt on Charles Dickens’s children. Here’s a song with lyrics by Norman Lock, who has a new collection […]

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October 11th: Raise a Glass to Kingsley Amis with Vol. 1 Brooklyn, NYRB Classics and Brooklyn Gin

  To celebrate the re-release of two books by iconic British author Kingsley Amis, Lucky Jim and The Old Devils, New York Review of Books Classics and Vol. 1 Brooklyn present an evening dedicated to his life and work. Rosie Schaap (New York Times Magazine “Drink” writer and author of the forthcoming book Drinking With Men), Parul Sehgal (Editor at the New York Times Book Review) and Maud Newton (writer and critic) will all share their thoughts on Mr. Amis. […]

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Morning Bites: Art of the 1920s, James Bond’s Style, Alice Munro for Newbies, Pepper Vodka and More

Art of the 1920s hits the Cleveland Museum, and Huffington Post has a slideshow for it. The Millions has put together a great Alice Munro primer for beginners. Rosie Schaap talks pepper vodka. Fifty years of James Bond style. Some great photos of Brooklyn gangs of the 1950s at Flavorwire. Jason on the latest record in the long Ian Svenonius discography. Follow Vol. 1 Brooklyn on Twitter, Facebook, Google + and our Tumblr.

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Morning Bites: Lil B at NYU, Edith Wharton, Fires Under Pa., Day Drinking With Rosie Schaap, and More

“I’m the first rapper to adopt a tabby cat. I adopted it straight from the ASPCA, you feel me?” –  Lil B’s entire NYU speech is up for your viewing pleasure. Rosie Schaap on the charm of day drinking. Roxana Robinson on Edith Wharton at The Millions. The fires burning under Centralia, Pa. Graham T. Beck visits for The Morning News. Our own Jen Vafidis reviews Amelia Gray’s Threats for The Rumpus. Electric Literature came to our Greatest 3-Minute Punk Stories […]

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Booze, Bollywood, And Dutch Football: A Conversation With Rosie Schaap

If you talk to Rosie Schaap for less than five minutes, you will realize that she is both an incredibly interesting conversationalist, and somebody with a massive amount of knowledge floating around inside her head.  According to her bio, she’s been a bartender, a fortuneteller, a librarian at a paranormal society, an English teacher, an editor, a preacher, a community organizer, a manager of homeless shelters, a ghostwriter for an inspirational magazine, and soon she’ll add another notch to that list when her […]

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Vol. 1 Brooklyn Presents: The Greatest 3-Minute Movie Stories On March 7th

On Wednesday March 7th, Vol. 1 Brooklyn will bring our Greatest 3-Minute Story Series to Manhattan for the first time, and our readers are telling stories about movies. Each of our readers gets 180 seconds each to tell a story (fiction, non, personal essay, top ten list, whatever…), and we’ve got a pretty impressive lineup to bring to the Le Poisson Rouge stage. The event is totally free, starts at 6 PM, and is hosted by Vol. 1’s Jason Diamond.

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Bites: D.I.Y. crackdown, poor rich Sherlock, Bukowski’s demands, Sasha Frere-Jones’ Best of Best of lists, and more

The work of Croatian designer Mihajlo Arsovski at Imprint. Sasha Frere-Jones rounds up his favorite Best Of lists. Rosie Schaap has the remedy to help you shake off the shackles of your Jan. 1st hangover. The guy who plays Sherlock Holmes on the BBC really has it hard being a rich guy. The Portland Mercury‘s list of the best local books of 2011 includes a number of books we also enjoyed over here, and still more that we’re hoping t0 read […]

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