$UCCE$$: Louisville Shows - Do us all a favor and go see a show (Does Louisville get good shows? Does it have a right to? )
At some point or another, many of us Louisvillians have found ourselves driving home from Cincinnati or St. Louis or Nashville or Indianapolis at 2 oâ€™clock in the morning, adrenaline-rushed and sleepy, all for the sake of seeing a good show.
Dead GenresMEMO: From the LEO Music DeskTo: JAY DITZER & T.E. LYONSGentlemen: I sincerely hope this correspondence finds you well. As you know, the time is upon us for the annual LEO Music Issue. This year’s crop of stories is particularly strong, if not a little intellectually heavy. We need a counterweight, something to bring a few laughs and hopefully even chortles, and you are the ideal pair for the gig. The assignment is this: Consider genres you’d like to see dead, wiped, gone from radio and shows and racks of CDs. I don’t care which ones you choose, just make sure to include a fairly rational argument to about your choice. And gentlemen, remember to always choose responsibly. —SG CELTIC-LITE AND SIMILAR NEW-AGE DILUTIONSMain Offenders: Since so many of the acts are interchangeable, you might as well just blame the labels (Windham Hill, Narada). Goddamn the day (roughly the time the “Titanic” soundtrack came out) when all these bastard children of Keith Jarrett, Tangerine Dream and Clannad left their patchouli-scented gift shops — because now music lovers are tempted to throw them into internment camps. Senate hearings should be used to reveal that all of the possible melodies for this relaxing drollery were used up many years ago and they’re all just repeating themselves.Concurrently, a federal grant program should be used to try to find something — Anything! — new in the way of tunes for these mellowed-unto-miasma musicians to play; otherwise, no new plastic/petrochemicals should be wasted (thus raising oil prices) and we should all just set up swap-meets to exchange the discs that are in existence now. —T.E.L.
A few weeks ago, before one word was written for this LEO music issue, a group of staff writers and freelancers got together for pizza and an “idea session.” Ideas, those elusive, beautiful, challenging beasts that drive us to stay up all night looking for missing words, the right paint color, the best way to ask a question.
SchnellSpeak? Fear not, your intrepid scribe is ready. There will be pigskin scalps to be hoisted on the totem pole of victory, and weâ€™ll be here to pass along all sonnets from Shakespeare of the Sidelines.
They say election season really doesn’t heat up till after Labor Day, but I think the race for Kentucky’s 3rd District Congressional seat got started a little earlier.
Radio legend Ron “King B” Britain was that weird kind of countercultural icon who can meaningfully exist in the mainstream and retain credibility with the underground. He finally left the biz when he couldn’t watch the suits stab creativity to death any longer. Then he came back to Louisville.
Success: An Interview With Carrie Neumeyer
Some days youâ€™re the doughnut, some days the hole: Butchertown residents raise a stink about new Swift traffic flows
The writer Kurt Vonnegut Jr., no stranger to scatological metaphors, has often had a character implore another to “take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut.”
Poe’s “Crossings at Irish Hill” proceeds with cautionThe huge, empty lot on Lexington Road that’s currently owned by River Metals and Progress Rail — across from Distillery Commons and Headliners Music Hall — may soon (within three years) become a modern, urban shopping center, sorta like parts of the East End but maybe not as repulsively commercial. Poe Companies, the Louisville developer behind the planned Museum Plaza, among other urban amenities, plans to cap the environmental wasteland with a pair of “big box” stores (the short list includes Whole Foods, Kroger and Trader Joe’s, as well as a home repair store), some restaurants, small locally owned retail spots and green space.
I can’t speak for my colleagues here at LEO, but, personally, I’m thrilled that U.S. Rep. Anne Northup held a press conference in front of our offices on Fourth Street. It’s not often that we radical left-wing journalistic scumbags get such an up-close and personal look at democracy in action, and who would have ever thought our esteemed Congressperson would have brought it right to our doorstep?