by Lucy Gellman | Jun 29, 2015 1:16 pm | Comments (4)
“This should be a free world. If we keep working on it, I think we’ll be able to get there,” Lucinda Williams shouted from the main stage on the New Haven Green, a bright yellow light falling over her face as she continued to an endorsement for Bernie Sanders’ presidential campaign. A cool, humid dark had settled over the massive crowd, families applauding from their makeshift picnic tables and lawn chairs. At the front of the stage, a tempered, pseudo-folksy mosh pit had materialized, fans new and old cheering, clapping, and stomping their feet. Williams smiled, and launched into a few favorites from Car Wheels on a Gravel Road.
by Lucy Gellman | Jun 29, 2015 1:10 pm
“Can anyone tell me what this is called?” asked Issa Coulibaly, hoisting his hollow and hefty drum high enough for the audience to see it. He turned it slowly at his waist, taut ropes shifting at its sides.
A small but steady voice rose from the middle of the tent. Might it be a djembe? it wondered aloud.
by Lucy Gellman | Jun 26, 2015 11:44 am
“We are going to survive no matter what happens,” crackled a Cronkitean voice to the half-dark of the University Theater, the determined squeal of a radio signal falling silent after several seconds. Cloaked behind two long, dimly lit curtains, a number of silhouettes leaned in, listening for any last, surprise utterances before the world around them quieted completely.
by Stephanie Addenbrooke | Jun 23, 2015 5:24 pm | Comments (16)
A second sizzling chain opened its doors, and a downtown burger war was joined.
by Lucy Gellman | Jun 23, 2015 10:36 am
Lit in low yellows and oranges on the spacious stage of the University Theater, Aparna Ramaswamy was extending her arms to the audience, inviting the deities — deities of her own interpretation, she would later clarify — to join her on stage. Just to her right, Ranee Ramaswamy raised her arms methodically and, as if reaching through another dimension, opened the curtains to an emotion the audience members didn’t know was sitting in them. Beside them, Rudresh Mahanthappa wailed away on his alto saxophone, a low, wolf-like cry escaping from its throat.
by Paul Bass | Jun 22, 2015 3:34 pm | Comments (17)
The developer of a soon-to-open apartment-retail building at Chapel and Howe streets vowed to make “right” a slew of alleged labor violations — which he said the state might have cited in error.
by Lucy Gellman | Jun 19, 2015 1:06 pm | Comments (2)
“I love making people laugh ... in the back of all my hijinks and hilarities, you’re gong to just feel better about yourself,” said Shawn Bodey, sipping his coffee on a recent morning at Cafe Romeo. At his sandaled feet, his dog Soul searched for loose toast crumbs, settling under the table after he had found a few. Bodey pulled down his sunglasses, adjusted his plaid overshirt, and looked up at the sky, an unadulterated shade of New Haven blue with a few cloudy wisps floating past.
by Lucy Gellman | Jun 18, 2015 10:39 am
“We know you’re getting soggy out there,” Peter Siegel shouted from the stage, his lips curling upward as a few audience members laughed in response, raised their rainy umbrellas in salute and took one step closer to the musicians. A few knee-high Elm Citizens shook off droplets of water and called out shrilly for another song, weaving in between their parents and grandparents as they found dripping dance partners in the crowd. Others set up camp, laying out checkered picnic gear and slightly waterlogged watermelon under their umbrellas.
by Aliyya Swaby | Jun 10, 2015 7:23 am | Comments (23)
Four months after postponing a crucial hearing, Yale renewed its appeal to the zoning board for a new six-story building on a parking lot in the Broadway district.
This time, zoning staff said: Maybe. But ditch one floor of retail.
by Markeshia Ricks | Jun 5, 2015 10:53 am | Comments (1)
It’s customary to lift a glass of wine, or champagne to celebrate an accomplishment—except in the case of a celebration Thursday that featured a raised cup of tea.