Digging through an issue of NYRA, I feel like I am reading a cross between classic 1970s Chicago Reader, 1980s Village Voice, and 1990s New York Review of Books or the New Yorker. The tone throughout is fun, the text always insightful. I am frequently blown away by how the quality remains at such a high level from front to back. Reading the print edition for me is like listening to J. S. Bach or sipping espresso—it’s something I make time for and savor. You outdo yourselves with every issue.
Crossover Hit
—Randy Deutsch, Chicago
