Wait, it’s Monday?? What the hell, it was literally Friday just a minute ago. Well, here we are, might as well make the most of it. We’ve got another week of huge events here in Philly, so let’s get into it!

Champagne coupes, jazz bands, and just a hint of radioactive glow… this isn’t your average museum night. Radiant Ball takes over the Mütter on April 24th with 1920s glam, live music, and delightfully weird science vibes. Enter for a chance to win a pair of VIP tickets!

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• Bert Kreischer brings Permission To Party to The Met on October 9th. Expect no shirt, no filter, and absolutely no indoor voice. Tickets go on sale Friday.

• JUTES hits TLA on August 28th with Smile You’re on Tour, serving up alt-pop angst and chaotic charm. Tickets drop Friday.

• Tchami returns to The Ave on May 23rd for a late-night set packed with future house bangers and cathedral-level drops. Tickets available now.

• Young Miko checks into Xfinity Mobile Arena on November 4th for her Late Checkout Tour, blending Latin trap and slick pop flexes. Tickets on sale Friday.

• The Disco Biscuits lock in for a two-night outdoor throwdown at Heuser Park July 25th–26th with Eggy, lespecial, and DJ Marb Menthol. Get your tickets now.

PHILLY’S BEST BREWERIES

National Beer Day is tomorrow, which feels like a pretty solid excuse to go full tasting-tour mode. From low-key neighborhood breweries to cocktail labs and local wineries, Philly’s got range. Check out our guide to the best spots to sip your way through the city!

THIS WEEK

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• Wawa just pulled lemonade, iced tea, and fruit punch from Philly-area shelves after a possible milk allergen mix-up. No reported illnesses, but if you’ve got one in your fridge, maybe don’t risk it.

• The Flyers might actually be… good again? Rookie Porter Martone buried a massive OT winner last night, the team’s surging, and suddenly Philly fans are feeling something dangerously close to hope.

• The former Castellanos (and Ben Simmons) Moorestown mansion just sold for a record $4.89M. Buyer’s still a mystery, but whoever it is just inherited one of the city’s weirdest athlete-era curse theories. 

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