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November 1, 2012

34TH STREET Magazine November 1, 2012


november 1

3 highbrow

the roundup, word on the

street, overheards, true life

4 Ego

ego of the week, rock the

vote, penn/princeton do's

and don'ts

8 FiLM

a cinematic guide, interview

with "flight" director robert

zemeckis, philly film fest

12 MUSiC

marvelous surroundings,

album reviews


striking a pose


6 FooD

blind date, food lingo, say

what? menus, secret menus

16 ArTS

getting on the web,

get up offa that thing, artist

profile, thank god it's (first)

friday, diy: post-halloweekend

18 Lowbrow


20 bACkpAgE

polling places

34th Street Magazine

Elizabeth Horkley, Editor–In–Chief

Joe Pinsker, Managing Editor

Adrian Franco, Online Managing Editor

Hilary Miller, Design Editor

Chloe Bower, Newly–elected Mayor of Sweetgreen

Sarah Tse, photo Editor

Laura Francis, Asst. photo

Inna Kofman, Asst. Design

Stephanie Witt, Asst. Design

Paige Rubin, Highbrow

Zacchiaus Mckee, Highbrow

Patrick Ford–Matz, Ego

Sandra Rubinchik, Ego

first friday

Katie Giarla, Ego

Patrick Del Valle, Food & Drink

Isabel Oliveres, Food & Drink

Abigail Koffler, Food & Drink

Alex Hosenball, Music

Ben Bernstein, Music

Kiley Bense, Music

Ben Lerner, Film

Samantha Apfel, Film

Megan Ruben, Arts

Eillie Anzilotti, Arts

Faryn Pearl, Lowbrow

Lizzie Sivitz, Lowbrow

Colette Bloom, Back Page

Zeke Sexauer, Back Page


election movies


legit soundtracks


hurricane FroMtheeDitor

The candles were placed strategically

around the room; the matches,

ready to be lit. We were waiting

with bated breath for the "ZAP!"

that would herald a power outage.

And then…nothing.

Plenty of us were disappointed

by the lack of atmosphere that

would have really, really elevated

our hurricane parties to the next

level — myself included. But as the

full extent of Sandy's destruction

elsewhere unfolds, the fact that we

were poppin' bottles and wishing it

would have been worse seems more

and more absurd. I can't be alone in

looking back on the past few days

with some embarrassment.

You give college students two days

off school, scare them silly with a

looming national disaster and tell

them to stay in their houses, and

Julia Liebergall, Copy

Mariam Mahbob, Copy

Amanda Shulman, Copy

Cover Photo: Sarah Tse

Contributors: Alyssa Berlin, Emily Marcus, Lena

Backe, Allie Bienenstock, Ryan Zahalka, Olivia

Rutigliano, Jack Nessman, Michael Shostek, Nadine

Zylberberg, Sophia Fischler-Gottfried, Marley


of course they're going to turn it

into an event. There's something

admirable about that — it's a refusal

to buy into the doomsday paranoia

being perpetuated by the news (and

your parents). It's an assertion that

even if everything goes up in flames

(or waves), you're only young once,

and you're going to have a good

time while the world is falling to


But Sandy killed 39 people, and

counting. It's time to shut up about

what our weekends were or weren't,

and stop focusing on how the storm

affected us. Let's redirect our attention

to the people who weren't so



penn student bodybuilders

Come in costume…we hear this year's hottest idea is

"Sexy Mars Rover."



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Oh my god, this is, like, so

stressful.” The girl brandished

a pair of shiny

red pants ("The Disco Pant," $85,

FYI), in my face. “I wanted to do

these, but now I’m worried they’re

not slutty enough.”

One of the fitting room doors

opened, and a Theta walked out,

leaving the remains of what looked

liked like an attempt at a pumpkin

costume strewn on the floor. The

stressed girl barged in as I bent over

to collect the orange tutu and surrounding

green lycra off the floor.

Usually, unwanted clothes are

handed to me in a jumble of inside–

out spandex and mismatched hangers,

so that was kind of a low (no

pun intended). But she had more

important things to worry about,

and so did I. This was Halloween

at American Apparel, and she had

a costume to assemble for some

Zete party later that night, and I,

well…I was the girl picking up her


That’s the funny thing about being

the only Penn kid on staff at

the American Apparel at 37th and

Walnut. Most of my co–workers

go to UArts or do various hipster

things around Philly. There’s a

buffer zone between the store and

where they spend most of their

time, and if they overhear a conversation

about Zete or Theos in the

fitting room line, they’ll probably

think they were some badly butchered

versions of the names of Greek


I know what they are, but most

Penn students who come in the

store don’t know that I know. And

after this Halloween especially, I’m

kind of glad of that. The store was

a madhouse. We were running low

on cat ears and the line for the reg-


So Hurricane Sandy kind of blew, huh? (Get it?) In our little nook of

West Philly, it seems the worst damage was done to the livers of those who

chose to drink their way through the storm. But let’s all take a moment of

silence to remember the tree in front of Amy Gutmann’s house, shall we?

While we’re at it, let’s take another moment to highlight our favorite hurricane


While some of campus got all panicky, some kids got creative. One

house of SDTs, ChiOs and APhis didn’t lose power, but shut off the

lights anyway. Why? They used electrical tape and flashlights to set up a

game of foursquare — the playground kind, not the social media stalker’s–best–friend

app. We have no words except AWESOME.

Another house shut off their lights and got spooky. With Halloween

just around the corner, they decided to light their emergency candles and

have a seance for Heath Ledger. Who else? Here’s hoping they got him

to explain his last movie, "The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus," because

seriously what the fuck.

Those of us who didn’t get panicky or creative got naked, apparently.

Highbrow received several reports of students streaking through the

storm, everywhere from HamCo to Hill Field. We were cold just sitting

pantsless in our living rooms, so we have to admit that we find anyone

who took their bare ass out into the storm pretty impressive. But also…


Since we’re on the topic of people who probably have pneumonia right

now, Highbrow hears Rodin and DuBois residents took advantage of

the muddiness of highrise field and used it as a giant, natural Slip 'n

Slide. Writhing around like an idiot in a puddle of freezing cold mud

sounds terrible on the one hand, but strangely alluring on the other. Sigh,

we’re so torn.

isters (only one of which works)

stretched to the door. And people

were rude. My coworkers and I

were surviving on way too much

coffee from Wawa and sticky buns

from Frogro. We were frazzled

and stressed, mostly because of the

hordes of students scrambling for

last–minute costumes and stashing

discarded bandeaus amidst the leggings

(they do have different racks).

At work this past week, I felt more

solidarity with my coworkers than

with the school right across the


So my plan for this Halloween?

Even with my 50%–off discount, I

wasn’t partying in my own American

Apparel get–up with the rest of

campus this year. I was sleeping.

Halloween used to be my favorite

holiday, before I started working

at American Apparel.


heard at


Sexy cop: I love bobbing

for apples, it’s like

waterboarding except

with prizes.

Girl: Maybe she should

just eat pizza like the

rest of us without boyfriends.

Sorority girl: I’m going

to Huntsman to find my

husband — bye!

Lanky engineer: That

exam took me to a nice

dinner. There was some

foreplay, then it bent me

over and fucked me.

Girl at Houston: Oh

my god, you’re wearing

the same shoes as





By patrick ford–matz

Standing on the corner of 43rd and Walnut

with my weight in canned food sitting like

a ton of steel inside my housemate’s hiking–

sized megabackpack, my spine caving into an awful

kind of inverted “U,” I truly began to understand

the concept of the sophomore slump. It’s year two

of my college career, it feels as though someone’s

hammering a railroad spike into the base of my

skull, I’ve got papers on papers to write and Armageddon

in the form of Hurricane What’s–Her–

Name (Sandy? Mandy? Ann Romney?) is barreling

up the East Coast to bitch–slap my dilapidated old

frat house and probably leave us with no option

other than to pee in our dilapidated old garden.

The little ones probably see the coming natural

disaster through the rose–colored glasses of freshman

year as a romantic, exciting “Class of 2016

Memory!!” waiting to happen. Juniors are old and

off–campus and probably already drunk. Seniors

really just don’t give a shit about anything. But we

sophomores, scattered all over Penn, on–campus

and off, still adjusting to the weirdness of being back

at Penn without the double–edged sword of college

infancy in our belts, are definitely NOT ready to

weather ANY storm. It’s hard enough to get our

feet re–planted firmly in Ben Franklin’s pee–soaked

(sorry, second urine mention) soil, and a gust of 70

mph wind is the last thing we need.

Being a sophomore means having to declare a

major. It means having to finally forfeit freshman

ignorance and raise our OCR binoculars toward

this scary “real life” thing everyone’s talking about.

Sure, I know that juniors, and probably a lot of seniors,

feel the same way, but at least they’ve gotten

used to it. After a few blocks, that thousand–pound

hiking bag of fruit snacks, water jugs and canned

“chipotle peppers in adobo sauce” (My best friend

is a Mexican/Armenian experimental chef. Ugh.)

doesn’t feel so heavy anymore. The slump’s become

a stable state of scoliosis and the awful burden fades

into dull pain. But when you step out from Supreme

Shop n Bag and heave your apocalypse–preparedness

kit over your shoulder for the first time, it

can seriously knock the wind out of you.

Whining about it (see: this column) will only get

us so far. The only way to defeat the slump, if you

ask me, is to accept the unnatural curvature all that

pressure’s putting on your poor spine and to get

walking. The storm’s gonna come no matter what,

and we’re all gonna end up declaring Communications

majors anyway (guilty). I guess our best bet

for now is to just keep trudging along and hope the

load starts to feel a little lighter along the way.

That or our shoulders go numb and our back

snaps completely and we fall into the street, paralyzed

and helpless and waiting for Sandy to strike

us into oblivion.

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Ego of the week:


Slow Dance Chubby, Penn’s all–senior, face–melting, frat–entertaining, self–proclaimed “flagship” rock band

has probably sent you way more Facebook spam about their new EP than you can comfortably tolerate.

Street: Who came up with

the band name?

Mark Kane: Uh, I don’t want

my mom to know I came up

with the band name. But we

were all in Hill eating lunch

just throwing around names.

We were almost Dead City


Thomas Krane: I wanted girls

to wear shirts that said, “I heart


Aaron Kirkbride: Then for our

first show at Mar Bar we picked

one name with no intention of

keeping it, and they actually

made promotional materials,

and we told people about it

and they came, and after that,

it wasn’t like we decided it was

the greatest band name, but…

Riley McCluskey: It shows us.

Street: What does it mean to


RM: I hate it. It means we were

idiots when we were freshmen.

TK: I like it because it shows

we don’t take ourselves too seriously.

Street: Do you put Slow

Dance Chubby on resumes?


AK: If they ask you say, “I’ll tell

you what it means, but then

you have to give me the job.”

TK: I always told them Slow

Dance Chubby. I thought it

was funny.

MK: I don’t have enough

interviews for it to matter.

Street: What is your

role on campus?

AK: Melting faces.

RM: Frat party entertainment.

TK: Flagship band.

RM: Facebook spammers.

Luben Li: That about

sums it up.

Street: Who is the band diva?

Emily Orrson: Riley is a little


MK: No one is like, “I need my

honey tea or I can’t go on!”

EO: That sounds like Riley to


RM: I actually said that exact

line yesterday.

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Street: If you were shipwrecked

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would you eat first because

their instrument is musically


TK: Well the bass, because Riley

can just play it!

MK: Yeah, I went abroad for six

months and nobody noticed.

Street: If your band was a reality

show, which would it be?

MK: I think of myself as something

of a Kim.

RM: I definitely see Luben as a


LL: No, I am Lamar.

Street: Can you tell us about

the newest member of Slow

Dance Chubby?

MK: Last year, Emily’s previous

band, Red Giants, “disbanded”

— they all graduated — and we

have keys now so we can play a

ton more songs.

RM: We recorded this EP

this summer and put a lot

of keyboards on it just

because we had time

to. Then we realized

we couldn’t really

play any of the songs

because we didn’t have

a keyboard player. So

it made sense for her to


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Street: Is Emily the band’s

Yoko Ono?

Everyone: Yes.

Street: What are your fans


AK: Chubby Chasers. They

chase the chub.

Street: Tell us about the new


RM: We recorded with this

guy named Raymond Richards

who recorded the Local Natives

album that I think we’re all

pretty big fans of.

EO: So we can sue him if we’re

not as successful!

RM: It’s awesome because we

were working with this really

legit producer.

TK: We only found out about

him because we loved that album

so much and so we were

just like, what if we hit him up?

“We really want to do an album

with you. 'Gorilla Manor'

is awesome.” And he was down.

He really worked with us.

EO: Dreams become reality.

Street: You guys have a new

EP coming out, right?

RM: The EP is called "Sinkhole"

and it turned out great.

We are releasing it November

5th on iTunes and Spotify.

Street: There are two types of

people at Penn…

EO: Dominant and diminished.

Street: What are you going to

miss most about Penn?

RM: Being in Slow Dance


TK: Definitely.

MK: Even if we continue to

play music, the crowds won’t

be as drunk and, you know,

into it.

EO: Yeah, people won’t be

forced to listen to us.


ReasoNs we’Re votiNg foR obaMa:

• His deadpan sass rivals that of any Without A Net–er.

• Dude can ball.

• He admits to trying drugs without any of that “but I

didn’t inhale” BS.

• He slow–jammed the news with Jimmy Fallon and

danced with Ellen.

• Michelle Obama. Enough said.

• Bo Obama is probably the most adorable first pet ever.

ReasoNs we’Re Not votiNg foR obaMa:

• He’s too clingy; more emails a week than Career Services.

• He just seems kind of tired all the time.

• He confessed to eating doggie meat once as a kid.

• He already had a turn. Sharing is caring.

ReasoNs we’Re votiNg foR RoMNey:

• He has a basketball team of children.

• His name backwards spells Wharton.

• His hair looks like it could single–handedly fix the


• The man clearly knows how to SABS.

• When we hear Bain Capital, all we can think of is

Romney whispering, “When your assets are ashes, you

have my permission to default.”

ReasoNs we’Re Not votiNg foR RoMNey:

• He strapped his dog to the roof of his car. But, actually.

• He was DEFINITELY a huge douche in high school.

• He would’ve been in A’s.

• He might be a robot who is going to take over the world.



Pee before you get on the bus.

BYO alc. Princeton is like…in the middle of nowhere.

Insta the shit of it.

Plan your outfit well in advance. This is a crucial event

to SABS.

Find a Princeton slampiece.

We have political opinions, just like Snoop Dogg.


Care too much about the actual game. We’re all for school

spirit, but our team name is the Quakers.

Puke on the eating club lawns. They look like Wisteria Lane,

and if you tarnish them you shall be shunned.

Make constant references to Jewish summer camp. You’re not

in Kansas anymore, Penn Jews! Princetonians prefer talk of

Nantucket houses and Vineyard Vines.

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"odd pairings" edition

FOOD&DRINK SecretS, SecretS are So fun

The cover’s already been blown on under–the–radar menu

Say What! they Serve ___here?!

your campus haunts have a few surprises in store.

Pining for Pudding at Allegro's (3942 Spruce St.)

Who knew they had dessert?

We all know Allegro’s has phenomenal white and barbecue chicken pizzas

and exceptionally oily, cheesy and delicious chicken sandwiches. Now prepare

yourself for the latest surprise: Allegro's sells dessert.

We got the chocolate cake ($3.50), carrot cake ($3.50) and rice pudding

($2.75). The chocolate cake was decent; we were served a large slice that tasted

just like what you would expect at your local diner. The cake was not too dry but

it was a little too sweet for my taste. The carrot cake was a stand out. It had a soft,

dense texture and was not overly nutty. The cream cheese frosting complimented

but did not overpower the cake. Again, the portion was large and we were able

to savor every last bite. The rice pudding, though, was incredible. There was

an ample amount of cinnamon, and the pudding was neither too hard nor too

soggy. I hate raisins and was pleased to find the pudding was sweet and flavorful

without the addition of the leathery, mushy texture of dried grapes.

Dessert at Allegro's should be overlooked no longer. The next time you stumble

in at 1 a.m. or are placing an enormous Monday Night Football order, add a

couple slices of cake or a helping of rice pudding.

Check out for more

secrets about UCity dining!

— Allie Bienenstock

AUTUMN cloThiNg speciAl

items at In–N–Out burger, but did you know you could also

indulge in your own secret options nearby?

By EmIly marcus

If you’re indecisive, Chipotle (39th and Walnut) is here to

help. Order a "Quesarrito" and your regular burrito will be

wrapped in a quesadilla. This makes for a cheesier, crispier

version of the Chipotle classic.

If you want a sweet caffeine fix but are sick of the caramel

macchiatto at Starbucks, order a "café misto" with pumps of

hazelnut and chocolate and a caramel drizzle; it’ll taste just

like nutella. If you’re not a coffee drinker but still want to mix

things up, get a vanilla bean Frappuccino with an extra pump

of almond flavoring for some cake batter–y deliciousness.

If you’re heading back late one night and are sad about not

getting any action, go to McDonald’s (40th and Walnut) and

order the "McGangBang." It’s hard to believe that something

with such an insensitive name even exists, but leave it to Mc-

Donald’s to wedge a McChicken sandwich inside a double

cheeseburger. It’s the perfect drunken snack for those with a

big stomach and a small wallet.



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First Impressions

James: Right away Marlie was

fun to be with. It seemed like

she was really excited about the


Marlie: James seemed like a really

sweet, down–to–earth guy

from the minute that I met him.

Instead of going for an awkward

handshake, he went right in for

a hug. One of the first things

that he said to me was, “Were

you really excited for this?!” He

just seemed like a really friendly



JF: Monsu was fancier than I

was expecting, and it wasn’t

very big. It was also entirely full

of middle–aged people. Marlie

and I were the youngest people

there by far.

MW: Situated on a cozy corner,

the restaurant looked busy,

warm and inviting as soon as we

hopped out of the cab. I was really

glad that I decided to wear

black, because the restaurant

seemed to be mainly occupied

by an older crowd of professionals.

The interior was formal,

but quaint, with several paintings

decorating the walls and

cloth napkins on the tables.


JF: The head waiter took our

menus from us and said he

Blind date: "odd pairing" edition

Weird Food Words

Continuing the theme of all things unlikely, we decided to send a

seemingly unlikely pair on a blind date to the French–Sicilian fusion

restaurant Monsu. James Fangmeyer: the kind–hearted, Catholic–

schooled sophomore of 1 in 4. Marlie Winslow: an avid photographer

and sophomore of Hype dance crew who made quilts in Africa this

summer. Bottle of wine in hand (did we mention Monsu is a BYO?),

James and Marlie ventured to the Italian market to enjoy big portions

and small talk.

would bring us lots of different

things to try. The food was

delicious. There was only one

dish we had that was average.

I thought the presentation of

the dishes was really well done.

Each had great colors and flavors.

MW: Within minutes of receiving

our menus, the owner of the

restaurant approached us and

asked whether we would prefer

to let him decide. I had never

done this before, but James and I

both agreed. Let’s just say it was

the best decision we could have

made. First, they brought out an

array of appetizers to share. Of

the appetizers, my favorite was

actually a snail dish (Lumache

Ghiotta), which surprised me,

since I had never dared to try

it. Overall, the appetizers were

all very unique and contained

some really interesting flavors

while also staying very true to

traditional Sicilian food. Then,

they brought out a selection of

pastas, two of them being gnocchi.

I absolutely love gnocchi.

My favorite was the Gnocculli,

even though it seemed to be the

more traditional pasta dish out

of the three, I noticed that the

dish actually is made with chocolate,

cinnamon and rosemary.

Finally, they brought out two

main entreés. I told the owner

that I was a fan of salmon before

he brought out the food, and it

Amuse Bouche: Translated from French to

mean “to amuse one's mouth,” it means a small

complimentary appetizer offered at some restaurants.

In action: "This amuse bouche is quite amusing

to my palette; unfortunately, because of its tiny

size, it hasn’t amused my stomach very much."

was awesome that he went out of

his way to make sure that I tried

some. The salmon was actually

cooked in a puff pastry, so it reminded

me almost of “chicken

pot pie” when I first saw it. But

after tasting it, I realized that it

was much more flavorful than a

pot pie. With the addition of

almonds and dates, the dish also

had a distinctly autumn feel to



JF: Service was fantastic. Several

people checked in on us

throughout the night. They

seemed really excited to have

us there and answered all of our

questions about each dish.

MW: The service was basically

impeccable. From the minute

we walked in, we were greeted

personally by the owner of the

restaurant. For the remainder

of the night, he personally

brought us our food to the table,

while our waitress continually

checked on us. Even when

we only had a few bites left of a

dish, the owner offered to box it

up for us (I’m guessing that’s a

part of the Silician culture).


JF: Dessert was sweet, but not

too rich. I liked it a lot. We

had piece of tiramisu cake and

another of chocolate raspberry


MW: My favorite part of eating

out is dessert, so obviously I was

extremely excited to try some

Sicilian desserts. As soon as I

saw the flourless chocolate tart,

I knew it was love at first sight.

I’m a sucker for anything that is

unnecessarily and overly chocolate–y,

so I was a huge fan of

it. It was very rich, but I didn’t

care — it was perfect.


JF: Our conversation was delightful

and bounced between

casual topics and more personal


MW: James and I were surprisingly

comfortable with each

other given that it was a blind

date. We ended up talking a lot

about our families, since we realized

that we both come from

big families. It was refreshing to

have a full informal conversation

with someone, since I feel

like there’s not enough time

at Penn to have those. James

had a great sense of humor

and seemed like he really cared

about his family. Although he’s

a successful student in Wharton,

he was extremely humble,

had a relaxed perspective on

life and was comfortable in his

own skin. He was also a great

listener and seemed engaged in

what I was saying, even when I

felt like I was ranting about my

undecided major. Our conversation

ranged from Wharton,

the quirks of Philly, funny travel

stories and why we haven’t

dated at Penn, to simply cracking

up while people–watching

in the restaurant. James nor I

has ever dated anyone that goes

to Penn, and we agreed that

there’s no particular reason why

this hasn’t happened yet — we

just hadn’t stumbled upon anyone


Would you go for seconds?

JF: Yes.

MW: I will definitely be going

back to Monsu for seconds. It

was my first time in Philly’s Italian

district, and it will definitely

not be my last.

We meant the date...

JF: Yes. I think we’ll make plans

for dinner or dessert around

campus soon.

MW: I would definitely hang

out with James in the future.

He’s an all–around sweetheart.

To me, humility and a sense of

humor about life are the most

attractive features in a guy. In

the least creepy way possible,

James is going to be an amazing

dad. Yeah, that’s totally creepy.

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One man will prove victorious in just five days. Check out Street’s favorite election–themed films and the lessons

the candidates can learn from them.



Will Ferrell and Zach Galifinakis respectively star as an

incumbent North Carolina congressman and his goofy,

inexperienced challenger in this comedy from this past

summer. This well–received satire even has a cameo from

Uggie, canine star of “The Artist”!

The Lesson: The obvious candidate isn’t always the winner!

Super inspirational for Green Party candidate Jill Stein!


George Clooney is the Pennsylvania governor running for

president. It’s not like there’s any chance he wouldn’t get

elected (swoon), but Ryan Gosling is still on board as the

junior campaign manager. Chaos and rumors plague the

campaign and Gosling’s character questions his ethics in this

political drama that Clooney directed himself.

Lesson: Screw political ethics, it’s Clooney and Gosling. They’ve

got our vote.


Perhaps the most telling political film of all revolves

around a simple high school student council election.

A pre–Elle Woods Reese Witherspoon is at her best as

Tracy Flick, a precocious, competitive student who is

desperate to be elected student body president. Matthew

Broderick is the history teacher supervising the

election and is not Tracy’s biggest fan.

The Lesson: It’s better to play fair like Elle Woods did

in her murder case than to scheme ruthlessly like poor



Street catches up with the Academy–Award winning director of “Forrest Gump” and “Back to the Future.”


Street: What attracted you to the project, considering

it had been a while since you’d done a

live action film?

Robert Zemeckis: I love the complexity of the

character, the moral ambiguity of everything –– I

thought it was a really bold, clever unique piece

that I hadn’t read in a really, really long time.

Street: Were you heavily involved in Denzel

Washington’s preparation or do you have actors

work on their own more?

RZ: It’s about having actors sit around a table just

like this, having a discussion in detail about every

question you can think of about the character —

deconstructing the character, and starting with

large issues and getting down to specific things like

what color socks he’s gonna wear, so when you get

on set, there aren’t any surprises.

Street: Were the cinematic influences in the film

70s–inspired, such as the music choices and

production design?

RZ: The music grew out of the John Goodman

character. I think the thing that harkens back to

the 70s more than anything is this idea of having

an antihero, which you don’t see much these days.

WAG THE DOG (1997)

Dustin Hoffman is a Hollywood producer hired to construct

a fake war between the United States and Albania

by a Washington spin–doctor played by Robert De Niro.

It sounds far fetched, but in this Oscar–nominated dark

comedy, it’s the logical distraction for the public when the

sitting President is caught in a sex scandal.

The Lesson: The best way to cover up a scandal is hiring

Kirsten Dunst to play a fake Albanian refugee.


This political drama is a roman a clef for Bill Clinton’s

1992 presidential campaign, based on a novel by journalist

Joe Klein, who covered the real–life campaign. John

Travolta and Emma Thompson are the Bill and Hill

equivalents, with Kathy freakin’ Bates in an Oscar–nominated

role as their PR rep.

The Lesson: Keep your campaign clean unless you want John

Travolta playing you onscreen.


No one thought Tina Fey’s uncanny “SNL” Sarah Palin

impression could be topped, but Julianne Moore

recently won an Emmy for her portrayal of John Mc-

Cain’s 2008 running mate in this HBO political film.

Though Russian neighbor Sarah dismissed the movie as

“false,” many have praised the accuracy (including the

campaign’s senior strategist, Steve Schmidt, played onscreen

by Woody Harrelson).

The Lesson: What’s the difference between a hockey mom

and a pit bull? Julianne in Palin’s lipstick.

Street: Denzel’s character is a functioning addict

in the film. Was it hard to not turn him

into a clichéd addict, as it's so different from

how we usually see him?

RZ: I was aware of that, so I saw the character not

as an addict, but I approached his substance abuse

as a symptom of a bigger problem:

he’s emotionally bankrupt and

has no relationship with any

other humans except for his

drug dealer.


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Street did Philly Film Festival so you didn't have to. Be sure to check out these flicks when they hit theaters.

The opening scene of “Flight” commences

the morning after a typical evening of drugs,

booze and sex for Captain Whip Whitaker

(Denzel Washington). Following a tormenting

phone call from the ex–wife and a quick

fix of cocaine, he’s ready to pilot SouthJet Airlines’

9 a.m. flight from Orlando to Atlanta.

During the flight, the plane’s hydraulics

fail, causing an uncontrollable nosedive and

utter chaos among the passengers and crew.

In director Robert Zemeckis’ visually stunning

sequence, the remarkably calm Whitaker

miraculously orchestrates an unorthodox

landing, saving the majority of those on the


This half hour serves as the impetus behind

the rest of the film, as a toxicology report from

the day of Whitaker’s incredible landing soon

reveals its hero’s troublesome secret: a blood

alcohol concentration of .24. Ignoring advice

to end his substance abuse, Washington’s

character spirals out of control in the midst

of an investigation as to why the plane really


Throughout the film, it’s easy to root for

Whitaker, but it’s hard to grasp his complex

morality, which is at the core of Washington’s

flawed character. The supporting cast’s roles

are small and underdeveloped, though the

comedic relief of his dealer (John Goodman)

is entertaining and appropriate. Ultimately,

when the credits roll, moviegoers will be praising

the journey of “Flight" and Washington’s

nuanced, emotionally powerful performance.

––Michael Shostek





Adam Leon's “Gimme the Loot” follows two

teenage graffiti artists out to tag a New York icon.

Shot guerilla–style and propelled by a cast of largely

non–professional actors, the narrative is loose

on plot but rich in atmosphere, offering audiences

a laid–back, intimate encounter with the surprisingly

endearing world of teenage crime. Though

“Gimme the Loot” brushes against themes of race

and class, it never bludgeons its viewers with social

messages just because it can. Its characters aren’t

tragic urban archetypes — they’re refreshingly

normal teenagers whose adventures and romances

just happen to be set against a backdrop of robbery

and weed.

––Jack Nessman





Yaron Zilberman’s “A Late Quartet” follows the

Fugue, a famed musical ensemble struggling to stay

together after its revered cellist Peter Mitchell (Christopher

Walken) is diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease.

Between scenes of mesmerizing music and equally

impressive acting from the likes of Catherine Keener

and Philip Seymour Hoffman, Zilberman adds in an

extra–marital affair, a battle of the egos and forbidden

love, all of which drive the plot forward, but take

away from what we truly want to see — or better

yet, hear. These dramatic elements are necessary, but

rather contrived. Once a violin is thrown in, scenes

suddenly becomes genuine. The poignant opening

and closing performances of “A Late Quartet” nearly

make up for the sub–par scenes sprinkled throughout.

As members of the audience, both of the Fugue

and of the film, we wished to hear more.

––Nadine Zylberberg

^ Interviews ^

Penn alum Adam Leon geeks

out talking to Street: "People

ask if [my cameos in the film

are] an homage to Hitchcock,

and I'm like, 'No, it's an homage

to not having enough people

around on set.'"

Yaron Zilberman talks about

making the leap from documentary

to feature film directing

with "A Late Quartet" and

teaching Christopher Walken

to lip-synch the cello "to perfection."

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Striking a PoSe

By 10:15 on a weekday

morning, Wharton senior

Robert Pless has done the

following: weighed himself, entered

that weight into a spreadsheet

containing about 600 data

points, run to Pottruck,

worked out for 90

minutes in the

weight room,

eaten two

b r e a k f a s t s ,

planned the

rest of his

meals for

the day

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And he

also might

have studied

before his 10:30

class, if he has the time.

As Pless explains, he keeps

this rigid schedule mostly

for his hobby — the thing he

most likes to do for fun.

Pless is a bodybuilder and

one of the contestants in this

year’s Mr. and Mrs. Penn bodybuilding

competition, which will

take place in Annenberg’s Zellerbach

Theatre next Wednesday

night. The contest has been organized

for the past 20 years by Tony

Tenisci, a coach for the Penn women’s

track and field team. For those

of us whose knowledge in this arena

comes from Arnold Schwarzenegger

and random encounters with

ESPN2, the word “bodybuilding”

suggests something vaguely cartoonish:

huge orange muscles,

flexing, speedos. But step into

the world of what bodybuilding

demands — working toward

that moment onstage

in your speedo, all in the

name of physical prowess

— and it becomes clear

that the “cartoon” is

just a facade.

These people mean

business. They differ

in their broader commit-

ment levels — some came into Mr.

and Mrs. Penn knowing nothing

about bodybuilding, whereas past

competitors have included pros.

Anthony Balduzzi, Mr. Penn 2008

and 2010, participated in the 2011

Musclemania World Junior Championship.

For pharmacology graduate

student Jesse Carlin, this will

be her seventh year of competition

(she’s won four times). And since

this is a natural, or steroid–free,

competition, the contestants vary

in how big each can actually get.

But no matter their background,

everyone’s got a routine, a diet, a

mental catalogue of calorie counts

and goals they seem to monitor

hourly, if not minute–by–minute.

If you ask one of these competitors

why they do something — anything

— they will almost certainly

have an answer. And you can start

with a question as simple, as, say,

"why have that egg white sandwich

for lunch?"

On a gray morning in mid–

October, the egg white sandwich

of interest belongs to Coach Tenisci.

In the Pottruck lobby he

points to his lunch as an example of

what he considers "smart eating":

ingredients you see completely,

because they aren’t smothered in

unhealthy cheeses, sauces or fats.

Tenisci’s preference for a “pure”

diet is just one piece of advice he’s

given to students over his past 27

years coaching at Penn. The idea

for Mr. and Mrs. Penn came from

a similar show put on at Washington

State University, Tenisci’s alma

mater, as a fundraiser for the track

team. Since then, it’s been one of

his yearly staples. “I never tire of it,”

he says.

His tirelessness holds true not

just across the years, but within

each competition cycle. Tenisci is

always running in and out of the

gym, encouraging his athletes and

sending them reminders to hydrate.

And the way he talks about

students and their fitness gives him

a Mr. Miyagi, guru–type vibe: for

him the competition is about a

“mental journey” and the possibility

for the “very profound event” of

personal change. He himself is no

bodybuilder, despite working with

contestants on every aspect of the

show (as he puts it, “I live vicariously

through their happiness”).

But he had friends who were into

bodybuilding and was excited to

share this aspect of fitness with students.

“It has its own little world,

the subculture of bodybuilding,”

he says.

That subculture’s showmanship

is on full display at a Tuesday

night posing session taking place

on Pottruck’s third floor. Tenisci

stands before 18 young men and

women who are having a hell of

a time showcasing their rear ends.

“You have to have a butt for this,

and then you can show it off,” he

jokes. The contestants must learn

up to seven official poses for the

show, and Tenisci guides them

through each move half like a

trainer, half like a cheerful dance

choreographer. Mostly dressed in

gym clothes or jeans, his students

keep their eyes locked on the wall

mirror facing them, watching their

bodies. They finally let out a few

giggles when Tenisci starts humming

his own soundtrack and free–

styling a routine to demonstrate the

importance of moving to the beat.

“Always do it to the bass,” he says.

Later, he instructively reminisces

about a past contestant’s routine

that made the most out of a song

by Nine Inch Nails.

Even amidst the enthusiasm and

hard work, it’s tough to watch the

competitive side of bodybuilding

and not ask whether what it

builds toward is vain, or at least

image–obsessed. Penn Dental student

Evan Rurak, who ultimately

decided not to participate in the

competition but is passionate about

bodybuilding, concurs — with the

caveat that what really matters is

what he thinks fitness reveals about

someone’s character, particularly

self–control. “It is slightly vain, but

it has to be — you’re focusing on

where you’re deficient, what could

be improved, and you’re trying to

improve it.”

The notions of “self–improvement”

and “self–control” come

up repeatedly among competitors

as something that’s big for them

— bigger than how working out

makes them look. This year’s show

will showcase 31 athletes total, 16

men and 15 women, ranging from

soccer and lacrosse players to gymnasts,

runners and all–around gym

nuts. Kate Mulry, a Mr. and Mrs.

Penn first–timer and post–grad

architecture student studying environmental

design, falls into that

last category; she’s also spent less

time in traditional sports and more

on activities like break dancing and

rock climbing. Like Pless, Mulry is

laid–back in conversation, not at

all immediately recognizable as the

goal–obsessed type. Even so, she

says that aspect of her personality always

manages to come out. “Of all

the comments anyone would make

about me in my undergrad, if they

knew me they’d be like, ‘Oh yeah,

she’s completely self–motivated,’”

Mulry says. “I always did my own

thing and pushed myself to do better,

even if nobody else was telling

me to do it.”

For her fifth grade yearbook

Mulry was asked what she was going

to be in 10 years, and she said

an architect. More than a decade

later, she’s still on that path. But

she is somewhat anomalous among

architecture students, in that despite

having had an average of 70

hours of weekly homework as an

undergraduate, she’s never pulled

an all–nighter. And she attributes

that record to her insistence on

careful scheduling, something familiar

to other Mr. and Mrs. Penn


“My life is kind of like a routine

— that’s a fact,” says College senior

Chris Galeano, who, despite being

soft–spoken, punctuates many

of his sentences by asserting that

they are indeed facts. Nicknamed

“Steroids” for his physique in high

school, Galeano is a lifelong athlete

and pretty hardcore planner,

to a point he sometimes find frustrating.

“I feel like everything I do

has to have a purpose — I kind of

wish I wouldn’t have that. It takes

the fun out of things…you over–

analyze everything, and you try to

brush off things that won’t help

you get to where you want to get

to. I would change that aspect of

it,” he says. “But I can’t. I literally


Though he’s been lifting weights

since the seventh grade, Galeano

would not call himself a bodybuilder.

Fitness as a whole has just

always been a big deal in the Galeano

household. “I come from a family

of gym rats — that’s a fact,” he

says. “My dad pushed me in the

gym when I was back home, and

it followed me here…I want to be

stronger than my dad, and that’s

the reason why I do it.” He and

his brother both ran track in high

school, and in addition to sharing

a regular workout routine when

they’re all home in California, the

three Galeano men continually rib

each other about their strength and


This doesn’t exactly extinguish

stereotypes about the nature of

male competition, a point that also

comes up with Pless. Regarding

the physical comparisons of “who’s

bigger” or “who’s stronger,” his

opinion is straightforward. “That’s

kind of a sub–context in all male

interactions,” he says. To whatever

extent this is true (and inevitably

it will seem more so among men

who commit to a bodybuilding

competition) it puts another sense

of purpose on the table — namely,

the purpose of intimidating someone

when you take your shirt off.

For Galeano, the only “someones”

who really matter are his dad and

brother. For the true male bodybuilder,

“someone” might just be

every other guy around.

While there’s no reason to believe

women can’t be as competitive,

Mulry does think the female

side of this contest has taken a different

tone. “It’s totally different. I

don’t think we’re in it — maybe a

few of us — but [generally] I don’t

think we’re in it for the competitive

nature. I think we’re just doing

it ‘cause we’re in shape and

we want to show off, if anything,”

Mulry says, laughing. Though she

describes bodybuilding as male–

dominated, she sounds not one bit

intimidated — if anything, she just

sounds amused.

College sophomore and mid–

distance runner Shakele Seaton's

first foray into the world of Mr.

and Mrs. Penn has been something

of an empowering eye–opener.

Seaton was encouraged to sign up

by Tenisci, some of her Penn teammates

and sprints and hurdles coach

Porscha Dobson. But Seaton says

she was most surprised by all the

positive reactions from her friends,

who she thought might find the decision

a bit strange. “For a woman

to be doing it — I didn’t think that

a woman would constantly go after

looking very, very strong,” she

says. “Now I see [bodybuilding] as

inclusive to both genders.”

As the show nears, gender looks

all but irrelevant in the last lurch toward

what the competitors view as

a testament to their self–discipline.

10 days before the show, those who

feel they need it will apply bronze

dye to their bodies to make their

muscles look more defined. Plans

abound to modify water and sodium

intake to appear as cut as possible

for the big moment in Zellerbach,

when everyone walks out

together onto the stage. And all the

contestants have to work on their

individual routines, which will last

between 1 minute, 15 seconds and

1 minute, 30 seconds. Unlike in

typical bodybuilding competitions,

the individual routine is worth twice

as much as contestants’ showing in

the lineup — a scoring system Tenisci

developed so that having the

genes to be bigger than most other

people may not guarantee you the

Penn bodybuilding title.

The flavor of these routines runs

the gamut, using music from reggae

to action movie soundtracks, from

prog rock to hip–hop–influenced

techno. College senior Reuben

Hampton, who has participated

in Mr. and Mrs. Penn all four of

his years on campus, once imitated

the goofy Carlton dance from “The

Fresh Prince of Bel–Air” in his

stage routine to George Michael’s

“Faith.” Hampton also helps sum

up how bodybuilders prioritize

their lives. According to Pless it’s

no sacrifice, because it’s just what

he wants to do: “My hour and 20

minutes of working out every day,

that’s my time.” Hampton puts it

a bit differently. “If it’s a choice between

going to a house party, and I

have to miss my lifting – it’s a no–

brainer,” he says. “And it’s not the

one you would think.”

So in addition to training, playing

soccer and tennis and doing all the

other things that he loves, Hampton

will make time over the next

week to be sure: when the spotlight

shines, and that music drops, he is

going to hit every last beat. He and

the other contestants will probably

have reviewed their choreography

in their heads hundreds of times.

Aside from the final crowning of

this year’s Mr. and Mrs. Penn, they

will encounter few surprises.

Because in this world — in their

world — there isn’t room for surprises.

You’ve got to have a plan.

Elena Gooray is a senior from Silver

Springs, MD. She studies Cognitive


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It’s always a good feeling

— or, at least, a

holistically satisfying

feeling — when you leave

a show with your ears ringing,

covered in equal parts

your own sweat, other people’s

sweat, and beer. That

was the case after walking

out of the basement of the

First Unitarian Church

near 21st and Chestnut

after the Titus Andronicus

show, opened by hardcore

–favorite Ceremony.

While Titus Andronicus

is often grouped in

the post– and pop–punk

families, their musical influences

are just as strongly

rooted in indie rock. A

lot of their fans were well

into their twenties and preferred

to inconspicuously

bob their heads and sip

their microbrews, while the

younger crowd raucously

danced right up next to

the stage. Ceremony, on

the other hand — a band

who probably would have

headlined at a more strictly

punk show — brought the

pissed–off adolescents in

droves. The mosh pit immediately

got underway

when Ceremony took the

stage, complete with kids

running on stage and singing

into the mic until someone

else got up and tackled

them — not necessarily

my scene, but it was fun to

watch Ceremony play some

of their best songs from

2010's “Rohnert Park.”

Titus Andronicus released

their new album,

“Local Business,” only

a couple days before the

show, so naturally they did

a few new songs to show off

the material. The bulk of

the show was taken from

their album “The Monitor,”

with which the crowd

was extremely familiar.

Songs like “Richard II” had

everyone in full sing–along

mode. They played an extremely

long set — well

over two hours — that vacillated

between slow build–

ups and rocking choruses.

Titus Andronicus and fans on a roller coaster

The crowd was extremely

receptive, as has been typical

at First Unitarian. The

show was a great mix of two

bands different enough to

have distinct sets, yet with

enough cohesion to not feel


A guitarist stubs his toe

Titus Andronicus

cooks their rivals

and serves them to

the crowd. Don't you

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Make your trip to The Marvelous a full–on adventure by stopping

by some of Philly’s most diverse locations.

by alex hosenball

A–Space (4722 Baltimore Ave.)

A self–titled “anarchist community


space,” A–Space is run by a group

of anarchists who collectively run

every aspect of its business. As

such, it hosts weekly community

service projects, art shows and

interest meetings. Perhaps one of

Philly’s most curious locations, A–

Space is an experiment in anarchy

for the public good — one which

seems to work for the most part.

Mariposa Co–Op (4824 Baltimore Ave.)

Mariposa, roughly a block away


from The Marvelous, is a unique

institution. By purchasing membership

with the co–op, you can buy

locally–sourced, organic produce at

a lower price point and even help

make the store’s managerial decisions.

Just like A–Space, Mariposa

is a further expansion of consumer

democracy in West Philly, particularly

on Baltimore, where it appears

most rampant.

Fu–Wah Mini Market (810 S. 47th St.)

Street eds agree: this sketchy–on–


the–outside, standard–on–the–

inside mini–mart is the place to go

for homemade Vietnamese hoagies,

or Banh–Mi. If you’re heading to

The Marvelous, stop by Fu–Wah

first for a spicy bite of Vietnamese


A Liquor Store (4906 Baltimore Ave.)


Though tinier and less well–stocked

than its Center City bretheren,

Penn’s (now) closest liqour store

is just a few steps away from The

Marvelous. The staff is friendly,

even sometimes nurturing, and its

proximity to the myriad BYOs in

the area means you never have to go

to dinner sober.



Calvin Harris has got the formula down with his newest album,

“18 Months.” The Scottish DJ’s catchy electro beats have high energy

and low experimentation, but they clearly work based on the

popularity of two familiar tracks, “Feel So Close” and the Rihanna

hit, “We Found Love,” both of which aren’t by any definition new

— but they appear on the album anyway. In terms of new tracks,

the album’s breakout hit will probably be the spazzy but infectious

single, “Here 2 China,” a collaboration with Dizzee Rascal that has

the one solid rap on the album. Other big guest appearances include

catchy vocals from Ellie Goulding on “I Need Your Love,”

and the typical shenanigans from powerhouse vocalist and resident

crazy lady Florence Welch on “Sweet Nothing.” If you want to get

a sense of what our venerable frat institutions will be blasting this

winter, listen to “18 Months.”

— Michelle Ma


What’s the one word to describe “Psychedelic Pill”? Bland — Neil

Young’s 35th studio album churns out a monotonous repetition

of forgettable guitar riffs and tacky lyrics. In “Driftin’ Back,” the

16–minute album opener, Young reminisces about the past through

uninspired lyrics and a generic guitar solo that seems self–indulgent

and never–ending. The rest of the songs continue in a similar fashion;

Young’s stale reflections all run together into a continuous flow

of boring, passable lyricism and guitar work. After an array of unrelenting

tedium, “She’s Always Dancing” momentarily reinvigorates

the album: dynamic vocals are a refreshing change from Young’s

usual bluesy falsetto. However, one good song doesn’t make up for

the overarching monotony. This “Psychedelic” is one pill you don’t

want to take.

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THE WEB makes finding your next fave artist a lot

easier than cracking open an art history textbook.


If you imagine the illegitimate

child of Pandora, MoMA,

the Sartorialist and the site, you’d have Art.

sy, the internet’s newest artistic


The website brings together

more than 25,000 works of art

into one fashionable interface.

Users can browse without the

restrictions of gallery space, and even suggests other pieces

based on a set of 800 art “genes”

developed by its team. Works displayed

on the site are often for

sale, too, and the click of a button

can connect users to a specialist

ready with purchasing information. lends a helpful hand to

those looking to explore art and

opens a new marketplace for

those selling their work. But it's

also a strange mix of commercial

consumption and fine art, of the

internet’s impersonality and a

gallery’s intimacy. This raises serious

concerns for the site’s true

function and how the art world

will handle digitization, but that

doesn’t mean you can’t have fun

with it.

Even searching something like

“hot dog” brings up a playful set of

results. Mel Ramos’s 1965 “Doggie

Dina” paints a pin–up type

blonde lounging naked in a bun.

Raul Ortega Alaya’s “Tomatina/

Tim” juxtaposes photographs of a

man eating a pile of hot dogs and

a mess of human bodies crushing

"Untitled (Red, Orange)"

tomatoes. Mark Mulroney’s cartoonish

2010 “Steamed Weenies”

also comes up.

Searching “necklace” yields

a 1654 Rembrandt painting

from the Louvre and massive,

50–some–feet high jewelry sculptures

made in 2012 by Jean–Michel


"Religion" puts out over 1,600

results, from Botticelli’s 1482 “La

Primavera” to Caravaggio’s 1600

“David Victorious Over Goliath”

to Mark Rothko’s 1968 “Untitled

(Red, Orange).”

Despite the limits of its database

size and the questions it raises

for the museum industry,’s

definitely got one thing going for

it: the ability to bring such diverse

bodies of work into direct conversation

with one another.



…and let Street satisfy your culture cravings every week

with these Philly arts finds.



Linvilla Orchards

137 W. Knowlton Rd.

Now through 11/4


Now that Halloween’s passed, ditch that triple–X costume for a triple dosage of fall

nostalgia — pumpkin patches, apple picking and corn mazes can all be found at Linvilla

Orchard’s final open weekend. And don’t worry about getting cold, because you

can snuggle up on a hayride with hot apple cider for a fall treat without any tricks.


National Constitution Center

525 Arch St.

Activities on 11/6 (Election Day), Exhibit ongoing

You’ve read enough tweets to feel like you almost watched the debates, but you can

actually get informed at the National Constitution Center’s 2012 Election Headquarters.

Platform breakdowns, up–to–date news stories and interactive voting booths (that

tell you which candidate best aligns with your views) await, and the presidential crafts

and activities are plentiful.


The Barnes Foundation

2025 Benjamin Franklin Pkwy.

11/2, 8:30–9:30 p.m.

Castle isn’t the only place to find fun with an international twist: shake up First Friday

at this Brazilian festa (that’s “fiesta” in Portuguese, for the uninformed). Learn some

sweet Brazilian dance moves to the tune of live drums, samba music and bossa nova.

¡Ay, Caramba!


Lantern Theater Company

923 Ludlow St.

Now through 12/2

$10 Student Rush, $30–38 Regular

Take a break from telling your own lies (“Blackboard was down last night, so I couldn’t

submit!”) and watch someone else’s unfold. "The Liar" opens this weekend at your

friendly neighborhood theater, telling the story of Dorante, who lies his way though

this Parisian love story. Put that student discount to work!

“My personal work is less abstract, less colorful, more

bleak — kind of represents my outlook on life. That and

the old Groucho Marx joke, ‘I would never be part of a

club that would have me as a member.’”

Check out more photo–manipulations and videos by

Eddie Cohen online

tHank God it's (First) Friday

In addition to these First Friday opening receptions, Arts picked out some nearby bars worth checking out only a

short drunken stumble away from each venue. By GINA DEcAGNA


Vox Populi

319 North 11th St., 3rd Floor

11 p.m.

Check out the opening receptions of

some intriguing conceptual artists at

Vox Populi, and then scoot over to their

adjacent live arts venue to see a modern

sci–fi play on a spacecraft that will leave

you rambling like a Star Trek junkie.

Nearby Bar: The Trestle Inn

339 N. 11th St.

Grab a good drink and bite at this retro–inspired venue from the post–industrial

era, which features whiskey and the soul, blues and hip–hop of the 60s and 70s.

Come for a live performance by the funky Mr. Femstar, and grab some free T–

shirts and samples of Jim Beam Devil’s Cut while you’re there!

Paper Made! Book Signing & Demonstration with Author Kayte Terry

Art Star Gallery & Boutique

623 N. 2nd St.

6–8 p.m.

Calling all Martha Stewart wannabes! Come

see author and HGTV expert crafter Kayte

Terry put your paper airplanes to shame as she

demonstrates how to make a wallflower from

her new book, which features hundreds of paper

projects. She’ll be there to help you make

your own as you sip boozy drinks. Don’t forget

to pick up a signed copy of her book.

Nearby Bar: Silk City Diner, Lounge & Beer Garden

435 Spring Garden St.

Chill with your cocktail (or beer or wine) beneath whimsical Christmas lights,

surrounded by plants, little fountains and paintings. You can even appease those

nighttime munchies with tasty appetizers, inside a merry 1950s dining car.

Shine by Rebecca Gilbert

110 Church Gallery

110 Church St.

In this solo show, Gilbert tells stories through natural imagery and symbolism collected

from history, science, superstition and literature. A gifted printmaker, she

works with layered woodcuts, glue engravings, print sculptures and installations.

Small Works Show

Philadelphia Sculpture Gym

1834 E. Frankford Ave.

6–9 p.m.

Wander around the opening reception of a new exhibition

featuring 21 artists who made mini–sculptures

no larger than a foot–long cube. See how this

community of modern Michelangelos builds things

out of unordinary objects.

Nearby Bar: Johnny Brenda’s

1201 Frankford Ave.

Chill out on the balcony and sit among stylish vintage

lamps as you enjoy some high–quality local

beers, fried octopus and fancy cheesesteaks. Starting at 10 p.m., rock out to the

Riff Mountain DJs at this historical social hall reminiscent of a turn–of–the–century

burlesque club or theater.

In Light of the Lens: Withdrawn by Kathryn Borbas

The Painted Bride Art Center

230 Vine St.

5–7 p.m.

In this exhibition, local Philadelphia art

student Kathryn Borbas cathartically reflects

her own battle with chronic physical

pain through striking photographs and

powerful mixed media pieces showing

contortions of the body.

Nearby Bar: Paddy’s Old City Pub

228 Race St.

Looking to play flip cup with Dennis and Dee and the rest of the gang? Check out

Paddy’s, a pub experience inspired by "It’s Always Sunny." Grab some beers as you

listen to Irish rock on the juke and take in the welcoming atmosphere of an historic


DIY: Post–Halloweekend

Halloween is over, and all you have left to console yourself are now–useless costumes and the remnants

of your dignity. Don’t fret, Halloweener, Arts has your back! Here are some

fun and easy ways to repurpose your costumes. By MEGAN RUBEN

Disney Princess


Wow your next formal date

with this outfit for what’s

sure to be a magical evening.

Ghost Costume

Throw this getup on your bed

and voila! New bedsheets!

Fake Blood

Fake spaghetti sauce. Because

why not?

Ripped–up Zombie


This outfit provides concrete

evidence that you did in fact

get mauled by a rabies–infested,

unidentifiable creature that consequently

ate your problem set.

Nearby Bar: Sugars

225 Church St.

You’ll feel like a little kid on a carnival merry–go–round at this fun house pub!

Filled with unique and nostalgic décor like old bumper cars, a Nascar pinball machine,

pool tables and brick columns covered in crayon graffiti, you can kick back

and relax with a drink while listening to 90s music and licking the abundantly–

supplied Dum Dum Pops.

[Insert small furry

animal here] Ears

Cut off the ears, and sew

them to the front of a sweater.

Can you say trendy!?

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Dock Street

Brewery &



A guide to bars and nightclubs

on or near Penn’s campus

129 N. 22nd Street • 215-561-5683 — We’re located a block from the Schuylkill River Trail

and known for our great community atmosphere. Come by for great food, great drinks, and


The Starlight Ballroom — 452-472 N. 9th Street • 215-908-2063 •

Venue available to book parties!

FREE PIZZA NIGHTS every Wednesday night from 9pm-2am. Industrial/house music night

Club Pulse — 1526 Sansom Street • 215-751-2711 •


10:00 p.m. to 3:30 a.m. • Live Band and DJ all Night!

• Drink Specials $2 Beer, $3 Mix Drink




Lucky Wednesdays:

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Top DJs will spin the night away!

11 pm to 3:30 am

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is located in a majestic, old fi rehouse. We’re known for our delicious, artisanal beers brewed on premise along with awardwinning

wood fi red gourmet pizzas, sandwiches, salads, vegan and vegetarian specialties. Movie night every Tuesday at 8pm!

Copabanana — 40th & Spruce • 215-382-1330 •

Copabanana is THE place to go for margaritas! Half price margaritas Mondays from noon to midnight. Happy Hour Mondays to Fridays from

5-7pm. Open late seven days a week! Philly’s award winning DJ Karaoke Joe is now at the Copabanana 40th and Spruce from 9:30 on Thursdays!

STARTING OCTOBER 7th — Sunday brunch!

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If you're an American citizen (and not a felon), hopefully you will flex your

democratic muscles and vote in the presidential election next Tuesday.

Regardless of your political leaning, this Election Day is an opportunity to

make your voice heard and stand up for the issues closest to you. And of

course, the first step to voting is knowing where to cast your ballot. We've

eliminated that hurdle for you with this handy map.



To figure out your polling place, locate your registered address on the map

below to find the number of your district. Find that number in the list —

that's your polling place. Happy voting!
































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14. Spruce Hill Community


257 S. 45th St.

18. Steinberg-Deitrich Hall

3620 Locust Walk

19. Hill College House

3333 Walnut St.

20. Harrison College House

3910 Irving St.

21. Harnwell College House

3820 Locust Walk

22. Houston Hall

3417 Spruce St.

23. Fairfax Apartments

4247 Locust St.



7. USP Rosenberger Hall

600 S. 43rd St.

8. Woodland Presbyterian Church

401 S. 42nd St.

9. Free Library of Philadelphia

201 S. 40th St.

10. Spruce Hill Community


257 S. 45th St.

11. Penn Care & Rehab Center

3609 Chestnut St.

13. Robeson High School

4125 Ludlow St.





1. Fairfax Apartments

4247 Locust St.

2. HMS School

4400 Baltimore Ave.

3. Penn Care & Rehab Center

3609 Chestnut St.

5. Woodland Presbyterian Church

401 S. 42nd St.

6. Robeson High School

4125 Ludlow St.


Polls are open from

7 a.m. to 8 p.m. on

Tuesday, November 6.

If you have any problems

or questions don't

hesitate to contact the

Philadelphia county voter

registration office or visit

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