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Hey, I'm Beat Matt, your sonic GPS and resident NYC
music obsessive with a sixth sense for where the base
is dropping and the melodies are rising. I've spent the
better part of my life chasing the thrill of live
music across five Burroughs, squeezing into tiny rooms for up
and comers, and splurging on last minute tickets to see icons.
I live for that moment the lights go down and
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the crowd hushes in anticipation. If it makes noise in NYC,
you'll find me there. So let me walk you through
what's reverberating across town this week. If there's one show
I'd sell my vintage cassette collection for It's Lord's Tour
stop at Madison Square Garden tonight, October First. She's playing
tracks from her new album Virgin with a Japanese house
in Chanel Beads. Opening tickets have hovered around seventy dollars
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if you move fast. Meanwhile, Renee Rop is at Barkley
Center serving up theatrical pop for the Gants Kiries. Addison
Ray is landing at Brooklyn Paramount Interninal five, weaving social
media magic into her irl act. If you like music
outside under the fading leaves. Summer Stage's final run in
Central Park features the Favors tonight and rapper Aminee on
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October fourth. If you want to be in the note
ahead of everyone else, we Belong Here Festival brings dance
music to the green Point Waterfront October third through fifth,
with legends like Carl Talk's Lane eight and Porter Robinson.
Now let's talk intimate venues. My perpetual paradise. Mercury Lounge
on East Houston is a launch pad for future legends.
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This week you can catch Brendan Abernappy's Married in a
Year tour tonight or swing by Sunday for singer songwriter
like Foster and indie experimentalist a Holly. My pick of
the Week Mercury Lounge every time for the sense of
discovery and sticky floor charm. I obsess over local talent
and my current playlist. Won't let go of a Holly
in A. Meek's playing Mercury Lounge this Sunday. Another name
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heating up Teddy hold On, who dumps their heart right
into your lap. My weekly tuning fork is Shrine World
Music Venue in Harlem Tonight, October first, it's Sandy Ortega's
debut at eight pm. Three er ten dollars at the
door is the norm here, followed by Billy Edwards and
then the immersive African dance music fusion of Birkenby at
ten pm. I never miss the Shrine's Wednesday World Music
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Nights or their killer Sunday open mics, where you might
see a Broadway star test out new material next to
a first timer with raw genius. Festivals fuel my autumn.
The We Belong Here Festival in Brooklyn in Central Park
October tenth through twelfth has my calendar blocked off for
days with Carl Cox and Nora and Pure. I'm already
plotting snack breaks between sets. The Knockdown Center's October outdoor
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series is my favorite underrated marathon. This Friday is a
house techno blowout on their ruined stage, and Tiki Disco's
closing party on Sunday, October fifth is a must for
the city's disco loyalists. Secret time. If you want to
feel like you've uncovered a treasure, check out the backyard
Jazz sessions at Bar Lunatico in Bedstye, usually under twenty
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dollars in cash only, or the raucous di y gigs
in the basements of Ridgewood, which you will only hear
about through Instagram stories or text chains finding last minute shows.
I'm glued to Cheose The Whiz, the underground newsletter that
hits my inbox at midnight, and I religiously follow at
Live Music NYC for pop upsets. My group chats are
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a hive mind for ticket drops and secret RSVP only
warehouse parties. If all else fails, drop by Mercury Lounge
or Shrine and just see what the vibe is. Odds,
are you stumble onto something magic? If you want personalized
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Inception Point dot AI. I'll see you in the crowd.
Don't forget your dancing shoes.