With spring just a whisper away, it’s time to start getting serious about booking the best NYC events in March. The biggest celebration is, of course, St. Patrick’s Day. But before you start looking into the best Irish pubs in the city where you can glug endless pints of Guinness, take advantage of some of the other best things to do in the winter, including events at the best NYC parks—and then fantasize about packing away that puffy coat.
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Featured events in March 2017
Bust out your finest green T-shirts: St. Patrick’s Day 2017 is officially upon us! One of the biggest events in is the annual St. Patrick’s Day Parade, which marches along Fifth Avenue and passes by venerable New York attractions, including St. Patrick’s Cathedral and Central Park. There are plenty of other ways to celebrate St. Patty’s Day: Read on for our guide to the best St. Patrick’s Day parades, events, Irish pubs and more.
Hallelujah! It’s time to shed those winter layers—and lucky for you, there’s no shortage of delightful things to do in New York City this spring. From strolling in the city’s best parks to laughing it up at Gotham’s top comedy shows and checking out the best new Broadway shows, we have everything you need for a supremely lovely springtime.
Free NYC events in March 2017
This weekly getdown from Carolyn Busa, Julia Shiplett, Chelsea Taylor, Ben Wasserman and Emily Winter is a reliable night for solid laughs and surprise stars. Check out sets from guests like Josh Gondelman, Carmen Lynch and Corinne Fisher at this Monday night staple.
The Creek and the Cave gives you eight minutes to rid yourself of some of your most ghastly memories at this cathartic storytelling event. With no prompts or judges, you can finally share your secret tales of summer camp heartbreak and music festival STDs among tipsy friends and fellow shameless storytellers.
Halyard's brings you jokes from a bunch of very funny ladies at this free weekly show with hosts Naomi Karavani, Melissa Stokoski, Shelby Taylor and Erica Spera and live music. Plenty of brews, bar snacks and a pool table await you.
NYC's 20 year-old drag hub Lips welcomes you to enjoy a night of old-school dinner theater while master impersonator Jesse Volt buzzes on and off stage as Joan Rivers, Cher, Dolly Parton, Katy Perry and more. Try not to blink: you may miss a costume change.
Music events in March 2017
Call us nitpickers if you must, but it's hard for us to think of Slayer the same way in light of guitarist Jeff Hanneman's tragic passing and the formal sacking of drum titan Dave Lombardo in recent years. That said, last year's newest Slayer release, Repentless, proved that respective replacements Gary Holt and Paul Bostaph are certainly up to the task of executing the band's trademark bone-chilling warp-speed thrash. So throw the horns and give thanks for these dark gods of metal.
Eloquent, philosophizing old soul Jackson Browne brings his tunes to Brooklyn. The bleeding-heart singer-songwriter's last release was his 2014 studio album, Standing in the Breach, so expect to hear from that, as well his ’70s hits like "The Pretender" and "Running on Empty."
The Who—that is, Pete Townshend, Roger Daltrey, some other musicians and two very prominent ghosts—hits the road as part of the group's 50th-anniversary celebration, digging into some deep cuts for their supposedly final stadium trek. The core duo is bolstered by a more-than-able supporting cast, including Beatle progeny Zak Starkey and bass wizard Pino Palladino, recently heard on D'Angelo's masterful Black Messiah.
Working as DIIV, Zachary Cole Smith & Co. crafted a killer debut in 2012 that blended shoegaze, pyschedelia and a pounding postpunk beat to dreamily delicious effect. In the meantime, lead singer Cole stumbled into love with indie-pop princess Sky Ferreira, in addition to a turbulent relationship with rehab and possession charges. Fortunately, it provides excellent source material for the highly anticipated double-album follow-up, Is the Is Are, delves deeper into the crew's dark, liquidy guitar rock textures. They play 3 nights here at the newly re-opened Bushwick DIY space, Market Hotel.
Back in 2008, fresh-faced Syracuse college grads Ra Ra Riot won fans with their debut disc, The Rhumb Line, mixing mischievous chamber-pop with a marked unselfconsciousness. We haven't seen any new material since 2013's Beta Love, a synthy, bouncy pop affair, but the band's catalogue of undeniably catchy hooks promises a dancy time nonetheless.
Twenty-five-year-old Leon Bridges’s clear, powerful voice and mastery of ’60s soul and R&B have already earned him the attention of Columbia Records, which signed the Fort Worth native at the end of 2014. This gig comes on the heels of last year's spirited, appealingly retro debut LP, Coming Home.
Nada Surf scored a modest hit with "Popular," a quirky, talk-singy alt-rocker from its 1996 debut, and has accrued plenty of cult-fave cachet in the intervening years. With You Know Who You Are, its first studio album since since 2012, the band is expanding its sound from its traditional bittersweet stylings to more epically-arranged heights. Hear the new material for the first time here (and maybe some deep cuts from last year's B-Sides collection).
Delectably dreamy Baltimore duo Beach House, comprised of guitarist Alex Scally and husky-voiced singer Victoria LeGrand, had an unusually prolific 2015, releasing both its 5th and 6th albums, Depression Cherry and Thank You Lucky Stars. The long-awaited LP's retain the lush-yet-intimate synthscapes and glowing vocals the twosome are known for, but pare the instrumentation down from 2012's expansive Bloom to a more pointed kind of haze. Move fast because, yup, these dates are gonna sell out fast.
Despite being one of post-rock's most foundational acts, Chicago experimentalists Tortoise have always demonstrated a penchant for stepping outside the genre's strictures, winding between electronica and improvisational jazz in its eclectic 10-minute epics. With its first album in nearly seven years, The Catastrophist, the group veers toward those latter influences, having developed the tunes from a project commissioned by the City of Chicago exemplifying its ties to the city's jazz scene. Here, the fusionistas returns to Manhattan for the first time in 4 years.
Cosmically-inclined local synth whiz Daniel Lopatin, who records and performs as Oneohtrix Point Never, spun a bizarre narrative mythos around his latest release, Garden of Delete—one of 2015's best—involving an adolescent extraterrestial named Ezra who loves space grunge. Accordingly, the new ambient contortions sound like cybernetic 90s nu-metal. Those confoundingly exploratory vibes make it oddly fitting that he gigs here alongside fellow genre renegades Liturgy, known for its divisive black metal inversions.
Arts events in March 2017
Francis Picabia was born in Paris to a French mother and an aristocratic Cuban father whose fortune afforded the artist a life of fast cars, fabulous parties and frequent amorous conquests. According to the catalog for MoMA’s fantastic retrospective, Picabia (1879–1953) was “singularly wealthy” among his avant-garde cohort, but more pertinent, perhaps, was the sense of entitlement that allowed him to upend convention—apparently, for the hell of it. A self-styled “funny guy,” Picabia was the great-granddaddy of bad-boy art, a restive genius and check-writing machine for later artists who cashed in on his accomplishments—though his work, like that of frequent co-conspirator Marcel Duchamp, wasn’t fully appreciated until the 1960s. Unlike Duchamp, Picabia remained a painter and, as such, was both gadfly and butterfly, confounding critics by mixing high and low culture while flitting between abstraction and representation. He embraced Impressionism, Cubism, Dadaism and photo-based realism and also oscillated between revolutionary and reactionary impulses in ways that complicate our understanding of his political inclinations. Though disgusted by the carnage of World War I, for example, he remained in Nazi-occupied Europe during World War II, living in Vichy France. MoMA wrangles Picabia’s fractious career with a chronological approach that brings order out of stylistic chaos. The show begins in the early 1900s with Picabia the late-blooming Impressionist, who, rather antithetic
One of the more telling works in Mark Leckey’s MoMA PS1 survey isn’t even by the 2008 Turner Prize winner: It’s a painting by German Minimalist/Primitivist Michael Krebber (one of several guest artists appearing at Leckey’s invitation), featuring a crude, handwritten replica of a bad review of Leckey’s 2011 exhibition at London’s Serpentine Gallery. The headline reads, mark leckey’s art creates noise without meaning, and while that’s meant as an insult, it (and the rest of the article) supremely misses the point: Leckey’s art is supposed to be about noise without meaning—or at least effecting that stance to get at larger truths about contemporary culture. Leckey’s multimedia installations dive into the ways in which technology transmits the shared fashions, ideas, ideologies, values and appetites that bind us as a society. The upshot, of course, is that the more this information is accelerated by ever-rapid means, the more it devolves into babble—a point reflected by an often-raucous show in which screens and speakers blare a cacophony of sights and sounds. Leckey’s message may not be new, but he delivers it with panache. The artist’s earliest—and still best-known—piece is an edited compilation of VHS club-scene tapes depicting ravers dancing, spinning and otherwise having out-of-body experiences on ecstasy. Sourced from veteran DJs, the material in “Fiorucci Made Me Hardcore” (1999) spans the late ’70s to the early ’90s in a delirious montage of found footage set to hypnot
Minter had already been working in New York for 30 years before her career breakout in the 2006 Whitney Biennial, and in the ensuing decade, she’s dialed up her exploration of how women are objectified by fashion and the media to a Nigel Tufnel–worthy 11. Focusing on various details of the female anatomy, her photos and hyper-realist paintings demolish cultural conventions of beauty and femininity with increasingly garish élan. As the title of Minter’s first-ever career retrospective suggests, her work draws a connection between "sexy" and "filthy."
If you went to Rockaway Beach this past summer, you probably caught the German artist’s public art project in which she transformed Fort Tilden’s abandoned aquatics building into a kind of 3-D gestural painting. She’s also no slouch when it comes to big, bold braushmarks on regular canvas, as seen in her new paintings here.
Sascha Braunig’s recipe for figurative painting and portraiture goes something like this: Mix art-historical references into a bowl, leaven with a heaping of pop-cultural yeast, stick in the oven, and bake. In Braunig’s case, what comes out is a crazy pie of Surrealism flavored by Op Art. This show rounds up 20 works made over the past five years.
Thanks to Donald Trump, the decade of greed is back, so naturally there’s renewed interest in art from the Ronald Reagan era. The Whitney dusts off some prime examples from its collection, including works by Jean-Michel Basquiat, Kenny Scharf and Ross Bleckner.
This Kenyan transplant to Brooklyn via Yale is known for tackling subjects such as feminism, globalism and multiculturalism with a flamboyant aesthetic mix of African folklore, Western Art History, pop culture and pornography. Here, she presents a large environmental installation: A sort of indoor landscape described as a “terrestrial cosmology” populated by works that include a pair of large figurative bronzes that reflect on the meaning of diversity in both the biological and cultural sense.
Even after more than a century, the work of Russian Avant-Garde looks shockingly new. This survey, drawn from MoMA’s superb collection, covers the movement from its rise during World War I to its suppression under Stalin in the 1930s. On view are paintings, drawings, photographs, posters and ceramics, each a testament to an audacious futuristic aesthetic that emerged in a society that was still mired in feudalism.
Talk about a tree grows in Brooklyn: A miniature redwood forest has sprouted at Brooklyn’s Metrotech Commons courtesy artist Spencer Finch. Partnering with the Save the Redwoods League, Finch has created a 1:100 scale version of a section of the Redwood National Park in California, complete with surrounding topography.
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Sitting outside on the patio, quaffing giant steins of beer is possible year round at Loreley, a heated outdoor beer garden on the Lower East Side. If truly awful weather pushes you inside, grab a seat in the indoor beer hall. With rustic wood benches for seating and exposed brick walls, this bar and restaurant has a modern German aesthetic. Thirsty patrons can sample beers from Weihenstephaner—the world’s oldest brewery—and the 11 other German-inspired breweries on tap. Kolsch, hefeweizen, lager and IPA: this beer garden has it all. Not into the suds? There’s also a wine list and full bar available. The bartenders will even mix up specialty cocktails, if you’re so inclined. All that drinking got you feeling peckish? Order something from the kitchen. Loreley’s extensive menu features classic pub food and German favorites. Think everything from giant soft pretzels, currywurst and weiner schnitzel to buffalo wings, nachos and burgers. Keep an eye out for special events, like holiday brunches and weekend craft beer festivals.
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