Church ain’t over ‘til the fat lady sings — or, in this case, until My Morning Jacket are good and ready.
The Louisville natives are known to play a lengthy set, which appeals to most people so long as you’re either a baby boomer or on some sort of mind-altering substance. On Sunday night in Columbus at the LC Pavilion, it’s possible nearly every person was one or the other. That or m...
In a sense, Emily Frank is living vicariously through her food truck. C’est Cheese, pronounced “say cheese”
(but it’s OK if you never get it right — few do), is a gourmet grilled
cheese truck. A year in the making but only really a couple weeks
old, C’est Cheese hit Cincinnati’s ground running.
There’s a tremendous breach between a life of stardom and a life of ordinariness; it’s a point of view most of us Joes take. Constantly forming idols for ourselves, we forget that those deemed as “famous” perform such mundane tasks as even putting on underwear in the morning. For some reason, famous people don’t wear underwear — that’s too routine. They don’t have routines, they ha...