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“I decided to enroll Jason in preschool this fall,” my friend Becky told me a few weeks ago. “I got up at 3:30…” “In the morning?” I interrupted.

Dear Readers: Muchas, muchas opinions about whether I should keep this column’s gold-toothed, mustachioed, sombrero-wearing fat Mexican logo, and what I should name him.

Metro Police entered a new phase of police work last week when they set about protecting the gullible from themselves by debunking a persistent urban legend that many credulous Nashvillians have been passing by word of mouth.

Nashville schools director Pedro Garcia isn’t a thin-skinned man. He’s well aware of what people say about him—and he’s even been known to egg it on.

Letters from our readers.

Washington state legislators are thinking about passing a “homeowners’ bill of rights” to protect prospective homebuyers from builders who build lemon houses. That’s a good thing, isn’t it?

“I thank you, and you know it. I’m glad.”

Angry senior citizens bedeviling former Congressman Bob Clement, now running for mayor, are moving their class-action lawsuit across the country to Nashville just in time for the mayoral election.

Music

Conductor Arild Remmereit’s opening-night concert last week with the Nashville Symphony Orchestra may well be remembered as the best one-half of a performance heard in the city all season.

Singer-songwriters burrowed deep into the studio in the 1970s, making literate, obsessively crafted records that often embraced chaos even as their detailed surfaces invited listeners’ meditation.

Jesse Keeler, who made eardrums bleed as the bassist of Toronto synth-noise terrorists Death From Above 1979, is happier now as part of the blurty discotheque duo MSTRKRFT.

Wednesday night, word of The Faint morphed Cannery Ballroom into a high school gymnasium.

Restaurants

Molly P, the lunch-basket spin-off of Martha’s at the Plantation, has closed its doors after a brief life on White Bridge Road.

Unlike so many of the restaurants slotted into the strip-mall landscape that is Cool Springs, Basil Asian Bistro is not a chain. But it should be.

Movies

Like Spike Lee’s 25th Hour, writer-director Mike Binder’s Reign Over Me is less expressly about 9/11 than about how the city and its residents have tried (and in some cases failed) to reassemble lives in the aftermath.

As pop entertainment, The Host has almost nothing in common with other recent thrillers from South Korea that have reached the U.S.: it’s neither a devious exercise in thumbscrewing nor a moody slice of the supernatural.

THE LAST MIMZY Within the first half-hour of this family-style sci-fi adventure, hamburger is outed as “chopped-up cow,” special toys are touted as educational tools, and our young-sibling heroes get their important mission.

Arts and Culture

What was originally scheduled to celebrate the release of Tupper Saussy’s new CD, The Chocolate Orchid Piano Bar, has instead become a celebration of his life.

Maybe Middle America has finally developed an interest in the twin crises of energy and the environment. The Academy Award for Al Gore’s global warming dog and pony show seems a sure indicator that the subject is entering mainstream discourse.

Old Archives

The Scenecast is the "audio extension of the music section of the print edition of the Nashville Scene" and expands your reading pleasure with sonic illustrations to keep your ear in gear with your eye.

The Metro school board’s final decision on a new school uniform policy is still at least a week away, but students may soon be wishing they had already joined the khaki-clad army of polo-shirted clones.

Does this bus look to you like it belongs to a cult? When we happened upon it in Centennial Park the other day, our religion meter (or pray-dar, if you will) wasn’t sure.

It’s just the kind of tactic you might expect from an old-fashioned, back-scratching Southern politico named Clement.

But all bets are off once I see The Horrors. They debut to a 1 a.m. rumble of guitars and delirious organs, with singer Faris Rotter tied up in a mess of black helium balloons and keyboardist Spider Webb—yep, fake scary names—all caped and campy.

Two men who set out to pick up hookers on a recent Friday night were busted by police patrolling a “high drug and prostitution” area off Dickerson Pike.

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