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Adult Nights

Seth Pitman, Wild Light's keyboardist and backup vocalist, tells me the story of the highly noticeable Star of David dangling around his neck. "An Israeli soldier gave me the necklace, and I've worn it pretty m...
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Gimme Shelter

Nearly every morning, California filmmaker Laura Bialis and the rest of Sderot's residents wake to a female voice chanting, "Tzeva adom." The words echo through the streets as the inhabitants of the small Israe...
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Bound but Not Gagged

"Ellen or Rosie and I have nothing in common; they're old-school joke tellers," says Sandra Bernhard. "My act is more akin to burlesque-rock 'n' roll-cabaret. If I don't get my audience turned on, then I'm not ...
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Adult Nights

Seth Pitman, Wild Light's keyboardist and backup vocalist, tells me the story of the highly noticeable Star of David dangling around his neck. "An Israeli soldier gave me the necklace, and I've worn it pretty m...
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Gimme Shelter

Nearly every morning, California filmmaker Laura Bialis and the rest of Sderot's residents wake to a female voice chanting, "Tzeva adom." The words echo through the streets as the inhabitants of the small Israe...
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_Heeb_ Tweebia

In what will probably prove to be a much less controversial competition than the other one we currently have going, we are proud to announce Heeb's Trivia Tuesdays. In an attempt to make internet friends, the c...
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Ode To A Sitcom Queen

You used to be my hero and used to make me laugh. But now your tired punchlines are merely ugly gaffes. I placed you on a pedestal, which somehow never crashed. Until your zany blogging made me see you as whi...
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Keel Over Beethoven

As the scruffy artists file into their lab for design class at Brooklyn multi-arts space, 3rd Ward, each lets out a small, discernable gasp. For there on the room's sole couch lounges Saturday Night Live cast m...
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Celebrity Skins

They dream of their big break, cranking out lyrics and licks, lusting after the limelight. They're your typical rock band—only racist.