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News

In my five years as a soccer stepmom, extensive observation has allowed me to divide the players’ parents into some fairly disturbing categories.

Letters from our readers.

“A brilliant transplant surgeon but a disastrous Senate majority leader. A toady for every last whim from the White House.... Luckily, he’s retiring. Hopefully to do something better at.... Oh, wait, he’s running for president.”

Ever since work started on the Old Salem Insane Asylum, and even after it opened for business last month, co-owner Tommy Poston says employees have reported a variety of unexplained phenomena.

Somebody tell me: who in the canned-compressed-air business decided that the air I use to clean my computer needs to have a smell to it? And once they decided on a smell for compressed air, why pick fake lemon?

ONLINE EXCLUSIVE: Mwa ha haa! Take an excursion into terror at any of these Middle Tennessee haunted houses, most of which are open for business through Halloween night next Tuesday.

Not surprisingly, Tennessean managing editor Dave Green took Monday off.

ONLINE EXCLUSIVE: Dear Mexican: It's hard out here for a brothah! First, we had to deal with the KKK and their supporters. Now we have to deal with the freakin' Mexican invasion.

Music

Early buzz on The Drive-By Truckers’ sixth studio album, A Blessing and a Curse, indicated this would be the big one.

Patterson Hood on The Truckers’ new record, solo projects, the music industry and the limitations of the term “Southern rock.”

Splendidly conducted by John Mauceri, the NSO’s two-CD set is like a time capsule, presenting a version of Porgy & Bess that hasn’t been heard in more than 70 years.

Six months ago, Mary Tom Speer-Reid was having serious doubts about whether she would make it to the Southern Gospel Music Hall of Fame induction ceremony.

Like many acts who come from the tradition of Southern bands emulating older Southern bands rooted in the Stones or Bob Seger, Montgomery Gentry rock out, but sound a little fuzzy around the edges when they try for a change-of-pace ballad or a big statement.

There were only about 200 people at the Belcourt last Friday for Sierra Leone’s Refugee All Stars—a sad turnout, especially for the tour’s first date. But in the great tradition of historic Nashville shows, there’ll be 2,000 claiming they were on hand.

Restaurants

Having never been to Uruguay, I can’t say that Cabrera’s chivito is a 100 percent genuine re-creation, but I can testify that it is just as deliciously decadent as the ones I had in small South American restaurants in Greenwich Village years ago.

Seasonal menus bring new colors to dining landscape

Movies

Actors recall their explicit experiences riding the Shortbus.

The sex is real in John Cameron Mitchell’s Shortbus; only the setting—an animated New York cityscape, benignly watched over by a fluorescent Statue of Liberty—is fake.

Running With Scissors works as further proof of a classic Me Decade maxim: that which doesn’t kill you makes absolutely fabulous material—provided your mother doesn’t use it first.

Arts and Culture

If Tennessee Repertory Theatre’s current production of Three Days of Rain triggers a sense of déjà vu, it might be because Mockingbird Theatre staged the same play locally just six years ago.

The work of British novelist William Boyd stands at the opposite end of the espionage spectrum from the ordnance porn of Tom Clancy and his clones. Boyd is an actual writer who happens to traffic in spy stories.

Old Archives

If traditionally the proper gift on a first anniversary is paper, then what finer construction of wood pulp could we possibly offer than the Scene itself.

Somehow, it makes perfect sense that, for months now, Metro legal director Karl Dean has been pondering a run for mayor without so much as a peep, except to friends and close associates.

For those of you wondering what Isaac the bartender has been up to, check it out. He’s changed his name to Tom Joyner and he’s syndicated on 92Q, entertaining Nashville weekday mornings.

Maybe the increasingly dominant Steinbrenner mindset in our culture helps explain why baseball has suffered in popularity. In the NFL, NBA, NHL or college basketball, the flashy hare can beat the diligent tortoise.

A man who had a few too many drinks passed out in front of a storefront on lower Broadway and, when police told him to wake up, responded by yelling “fuck you, I’m asleep.”

This year, Halloween falls on a Tuesday, all but nixing any plans for reliable midweek mayhem. So we’re stuck rocking it the weekend prior, and left with the question of what to do on the big night once the possibility of a razor-stuffed apple has lost all its giddy thrill.

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