With all due apologies (never underestimate the value of a functioning pancreas)

First of all, sorry for the long delays in-between entries – Miss Arcadia has had a very unpleasant bout with pancreatitis, and she does not feel that multiple trips to the NYU Tisch Hospital qualify as either artsy or cheap (and no, it was not caused by alcohol, but yes, I am sadly going to have to avoid drinks for the next few weeks. Here’s hoping I can still attend funky events at bars and confidently request cranberry juice and tea without looking like a ninny)

I shortly will be telling readers about a neat little day trip to Dia Beacon – not that the $27 Metro North pass is pocket change, but compared to a weekend in the Hamptons, it turns out to be an easy little excursion for those of us who have a hard time escaping the island of Manhattan.

In the meantime! Apparently tomorrow – Wednesday Sept 20th – is the last time Reverend Jen will have her Anti-Slam at the Lower East Side’s Cake Shop. Dear me, if the Anti-Slam is leaving the Cake Shop, what next? The Bowery Poetry Club expelled to Inwood? PS 122 heads to Sheepshead Bay? Oh, I suppose nothing should surprise me in an age when a Whole Foods appears on the Bowery. (Which reminds me, have they turned the Second Avenue Deli of yore into a Banana Republic yet?) Oh, the tyranny of New York real estate! I'd love to attend, but am not yet sure if I'll make it on time...

(I am putting the announcement below).

XXXXX WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 20 XXXXX


Reverend Jen's Anti-Slam Leaving Ludlow Forever

Audience members are encouraged to wear black and bring flowers to
what can only be described as a funeral for the Lower East Side.
Reverend Jen's Anti-Slam is bidding a final farewell to Ludlow
Street, sealing the neighborhood's death at the hands of real estate
developers, landlords, and non-art stars.

The Anti-Slam started over 10 years ago at Collective Unconscious on
Ludlow where it helped spawn an exciting new downtown performance
scene. But dark days soon befell the Lower East Side as invaders clad
in Manolo Blahniks and office casual stormed the gates of Houston
Street. Collective Unconscious and at least seven other art hole
theaters were then bulldozed to make more room for desperately needed
housing for the rich.

For a brief stint the show was then exiled to Tribeca before making a
triumphant return to Ludlow where it is now being forced out due to
Cake Shop's enormous Ludlow Street rent.

After today the Anti-Slam will enter into a nomadic state where it
will test out different locations until it finds a new home. Updates
on the show's whereabouts can be found on Rev. Jen's website.

The Anti-Slam has continually provided audiences with some of the
best entertainment the city has to offer. Pros and amateurs alike
share the stage, and both are given equal respect and a place to try
out new things. All performers are welcome – poets, comedians,
musicians, dancers, performance artists and people who simply need
therapy but can't afford it.

Come out to the show and support the art and artists who are part of
it. They keep the world safe from turning into one giant strip mall.
Let's leave Ludlow with fond, disturbing memories of what was.

Cake Shop
152 Ludlow Street, between Stanton and Rivington, Manhattan
7.45p performer sign-up, 8p show; $3
212 253 0036
revjen@revjen.com
http://www.revjen.com.