Broad City, s01e01-04
Broad City matters. It matters a lot. It matters not just because it’s a show created by, lead by, produced by women. It matters, most importantly, because it’s a beautiful and true example of a female friendship.
That hard to explain, over sharing, messy in front of each other, sharing the stupid thoughts kind of closeness is on public display here: and it’s fucking beautiful.
What I’m trying to say is, Abbi and Ilana debating whether they’d rather have Michael Buble or Janet Jackson go down on them is just about the only conversation on television today that I can imagine having with my friends, and it’s incredibly refreshing. [x]
Instead of a million cheap jokes about masturbation that are meant to be titillating to whatever geriatric boob is watching (I’m looking at you Two Broke Girls), sexuality is real and too much or too little or casual in that postmodern way it is. Weed makes mornings better, bosses don’t know what they’re doing, money is tight, and neighbor dudes are daydream stars.
It’s Workaholics starring women.
And Workaholics starring women is really really important.
Female comedy awareness has skyrocketed since Twitter became ‘a thing,’ with many of the most followed comedy accounts belonging to female writers. Bridesmaids ushered in a new era of ensemble female comedy and female physical comics are getting starring roles: Kaitlin Olson, Melissa McCarthy, and Zooey Deschanel inheriting crowns.
It’s okay to be a dork, a loser, pretty, ungraceful, unambitious, sexy, flippant, imperfect, or anything.
Broad City is going to draw a lot of comparisons, mostly to Girls. But let’s set the record straight: one is a comedy in the Greek sense, the other is a straight comedy with teeth. One is a pessimistic view with shades of optimism, the other is an optimistic view with shades of pessimism.
They exist in different New Yorks—they are practically on different planets—but most of all one makes the girls and their lives the joke and the other makes the world around the girls a joke which in turn makes you forget that they’re ‘girls.’
They’re just two friends against the world.
By doing that, Broad City gets the liberty to embellish on sketchy Craigslist money schemes and carrying weed on the subway in the ‘vayainya’—”natures pocket”—or how reaching a packaging distribution center is like crossing over into the Twilight Zone.
The A.V. Club states it nicely here:
So far, everything onthe show has stayed largely rooted in reality…but really, all the bits have looked like exaggerations of stories you’d hear from your most uninhibited friend. [“Working Girls,” episode 4] is a sign of how Broad City is apparently unafraid to go bigger. [x]
It’s just city life, starring young women who don’t shit on each other, and it’s not perfect but it’s getting there.
And that really really matters.
Gaga’s speech during Born This Way at the ARTPOP ball in Los Angeles. x
when will i stop looking at celeb gift/wedding registries????
Leaving her apartment in NYC 7/24/14 (x)
ok i started this like 4 hours ago but anyway
So I don’t know how many of you (out of 4k+) know what I do on a day to day basis, but I work for a magazine. It’s one I’ve read since I was 13 (2003 for all inquiring minds) and always dreamed of working for. I was lucky enough to find out they are based out of my hometown and got an internship in late 2010 in the advertising department. Since then, my life has been full of crazy things that never would have been possible without it - interning turned into interning a second semester, that turned into a part time position and now I work full time for the company I loved so much growing up.
We took on a huge project over the past year and few months and the first APMAs was held this monday in the beautiful city I call home. Plans fell perfectly into place as VWT, Mayhem and Monumentour all routed through just for this special night. Label friends and contacts flew into town from LA, NYC and all over the country. Fans came from hours, days and countries away. The Rock and Roll HOF&M was taken over by hoards of fans, admiring the past and anticipating who would make future history in our scene.
I was running around getting a gnarly sunburn as the stage was set and people filed into lines. Hanging backstage I managed to meet someone I’ve wanted to since I was way young (Mr. Hoppus) and witnessed the kids of Cleveland’s own YCO ask for selfies with members of the Misfits like it was nbd. I walked around the VIP sections and saw bands chatting with other bands, egos checked out and good vibes from everyone from the front to the shore of Lake Erie.
Seeing something so massive come together with my coworkers was honestly surreal. Waking up the next day and looking back, I couldn’t believe it happened. I had walked past Ice-T and his dogs, I cut in front of a line where Slash and other musicians were waiting to be interviewed, Coolio was taking selfies at the after-party where I mingled with some industry pals. A little fanzine that could pulled off the event of the summer and I could not be more proud to say I’m from Cleveland and I’m a part of a company so dauntless to want to be more than what people think we are.
Today we announced our new cover stars to usher in a new generation of readers and fans. If you see a copy of our 5SOS issue on the stands, please pick it up! It would mean the world to me. Seeing my name in tiny little letters in our masthead makes me smile no matter who is on the cover, but this month it adds a little more satisfaction knowing the span of this band and the fanbase they have.
tl;dr: you don’t have to love what you do at your job, but sometimes you do and sometimes those experiences you have there exceed any expectations you ever dreamt of
when i get home i’m going to get all mushy on here just wait