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— Next Tuesday! —

Posted by Ringmaster at May 11, 2005 11:04 AM

* soce the elemental wizard
* Andrew J. Lederer
* Laren Spirer
* PJ Gallagher
* Martha Burzynski

Tuesday, May 17, at 7:30 p.m. at
Performance Space 122
150 1st Ave. at East 9th St.
Tickets: $7 (click here to buy 'em in advance)

Performer bios after the jump:

soce the elemental wizard is the cutest nice young Jewish man who will utterly tear your pants off at a moment's notice. His albums include the sweet, philosophical opus I'm in My Own World (available at the Apple iTunes Music Store and tower.com) and his new, more saucy epic The Lemonade Incident, which will be officially released soon. Hip hop music is all about keeping it real, which soce does in his own way by regularly headlining Teabag events in Chinatown, performing at folk venues throughout East Village and LES, producing tracks for guitar balladeers and staying on the grind at his computer programming job. Be sure and check out his music video, “Sad and Lonely”!

Andrew J. Lederer has appeared in motion pictures and on network television, written books, edited magazines, sung his heart out and made the people laugh yet he is humble still. A man of the people.

Laren Spirer chronicles her life and times in sunny NYC at Sweet Blog o' Mine, which coincidentally is the number one Google search result for "Manhattan single girl blog." Despite this fact, her life is absolutely nothing like “Sex in the City.”

PJ Gallagher lives in the capital of the Dirty South, Atlanta. A fat starving artist, he spends his days as a generic creative professional™ for local nonprofit organizations. By night he plugs his status as borderline psychotic/hipster by writing for a variety of local and national gay publications. He has a boyfriend who likes to iron, and a shiba uni named Uki who will one day rule the world.

Martha Burzynski’s nonfiction has appeared in the Village Voice, online for BlackTable, Nerve, and Gawker. She writes the weekly “Drink Up” column for Gothamist. Her poetry has appeared in two now-defunct literary journals and is part of the anthology Rebel, I Love You. Born in Boston, she now lives in Brooklyn where she still finds it charming that she can see the Empire State Building from her kitchen window, but only if she stands on her tiptoes.

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