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Suburban Turmoil
We don’t agree on much in my family, but we can always come to a consensus on this much: school sucks.
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“Chances slim, but Midstate may see snow Monday.”
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Features
For some carousers, shoplifters, panhandlers and other small-time criminals arrested on a Friday, it’s a chance to get out from behind bars sooner.
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The Fabricator
Lamar Alexander, who narrowly lost an election among his Republican colleagues last week to become minority whip of the Senate, says that his reaction when the vote was announced was a joke.
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Features
We’ve all heard the frequently invoked cliché, “Seeing government in action is like watching sausage being made.” How Metro has handled the case of the Westin Hotel would make Bob
Evans jealous.
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Helter Shelter
This Thanksgiving, I’ll be sitting at the grownup table. Since last Thanksgiving, the last two well-loved old men in the Jowers extended family grabbed on to the low-swinging chariot and rode it on up to heaven.
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Cover Story
“I have seen the David, I’ve seen the Mona Lisa too,” a wise man once sang. “And I have heard Doc Watson play ‘Columbus Stockade Blues.’”
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Letters
Letters from readers.
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Features
Gian Carlo Menotti’s Amahl and the Night Visitors is surely among the most beloved holiday works in the repertoire. The opera received its world premiere on Christmas Eve 1951 during a broadcast on NBC television.
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Features
Figuring out where an honorable genre piece turns into something half-assed is one of the trickiest jobs country music fans have.
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Features
When Dave Paulson was asked to join punk outlaws The Pink Spiders last year on second guitar for a Los Angeles showcase, it was a no-brainer.
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When openers THE MULDOONS took the stage at City Hall Sunday night for the sold-out RACONTEURS show, it was two kids (aged 8 and 12) on guitars and vox and their dad (also JACK WHITE’s former upholstery teacher) on drums. You could hear the crowd’s confusion—silence, except for a few gasps and giggles.
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Nashville Cream
- by Ashley Spurgeon
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Nashville Cream
- by Chris Slack
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Nashville Cream
- by Tracy Moore
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Nashville Cream
- by Lee Stabert
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Nashville Cream
- by Lee Stabert
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Nashville Cream
- by Chris Slack
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Nashville Cream
- by Tracy Moore
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Nashville Cream
- by Chris Slack
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Nashville Cream
- by Tracy Moore
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Nashville Cream
- by Chris Slack
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Nashville Cream
- by Collin Wade Monk
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Nashville Cream
- by Chris Slack
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Nashville Cream
- by Chris Slack
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Dining
In December 1986, Ernie Fleming came to McCabe Pub to help out his friend, owner John Dean, for a couple weeks. In December, he will mark his 20th anniversary with the Sylvan Park restaurant.
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Reviews
For progressives lifted, however temporarily, by the swell of a turning tide, Bobby can be seen clearly for what it is—an Airport movie with the assassination of Robert F. Kennedy as the central calamity and an all-star cast deployed like multiple George Kennedys.
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Reviews
Ever since Christopher Guest kicked around small-town theater buffs in Waiting For Guffman, the knock against his “mockumentaries” has been that they’re petty and cruel, skewering the pretensions of the well-meaning, powerless people who hang around the fringes of the entertainment world.
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Reviews
Do artists actually see more than ordinary people? That’s what my high school art teacher thought.
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Art
Fifth Avenue is getting to be just like a genuine big city art district, and that means sometimes there’s actually “buzz on the street.”
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Books
“How would you like to die for Christmas?”
A German loudspeaker kept asking American troops this question in late December 1944.
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Theater
It’s been said that the baby boomer experience was characterized by sex, drugs and rock ’n’ roll, while the Generation X equivalent was HIV, neoconservativism and new wave music.
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Unlike some sensitive singer-songwriter types who lean toward melodrama, Curt Perkins keeps his inner diva in check on his solo debut, Get Something Started. Besides, with a voice as lovely as his, a little emoting is called for.
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SceneCast
Like serving sushi on Thaksgiving Day, Scenecast Episode 56 is fresh, exotic and guaranteed to impress the more adventurous members of you
dinner party.
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Columns: Stories
This is where we get off the art bus. DiVine, the anthropomorphic grapevine that stops and pops for gawkers at the Opryland Hotel, strikes us less as art and more as the product of some conventioneer’s misreading the lesson of the Garden of Eden/be fruitful and multiply portion of his free Gideon Bible and then deciding to screw the shrubbery. And yet to see the awed expressions and blinding flashbulbs in the Delta last Sunday, you’d think folks were getting a private showing of George Balanchine himself doing the Sigmund the Sea Monster ballet. If you go, stay for the grand finale when DiVine pays tribute to the John Waters company member of the same name by cleaning up after a hotel guest’s dog. They didn’t see that coming, we assure you.
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Police responded to concourse A at the Nashville International Airport in response to a drunk and disorderly man who had been at the bar and was “hardly able to walk on his own.”
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Columns: Garrigan
That may be the least shocking headline of all time, for anyone familiar with the workings of the Metro school system anyway. By the way, we don’t mean those kinds of cultural barriers.
