To an ordinary person, the term “general store” might conjure up images of a podunk warehouse of sorts, nestled in a dusty, countryside town. A stop for horses and buggies along the Oregon Trail. Self-described as Cincinnati’s only “green general store,” Over-the-Rhine’s Park Vine is anything but podunk.
Ah, summer: a time of blissful carelessness, rash decisions, heat-induced mistakes and occasionally painful life lessons. (Remember Sallie May from the summer of ’01? Didn’t think so.) The old adage that art imitates life couldn’t be truer than during the months of May to September, when Hollywood peels off its clothes and adopts that “go big or go home” mindset.
We here in the CityBeat music universe just got word that thanks to a vote last month by City Council, $950,000 of a capital improvement program allocation earmarked for Evanston will go toward rebuilding King Records Studio a few blocks up from its original location at 1540 Brewster Ave. While the recently placarded historical site will continue to stand on Brewster, council plans to acquire three properties around the corner along Montgomery Road with the intention of transforming them into an all-in-one facility housing the King Records Memorial Hall.
In response to Joe Wessels’ “A Park Grows at Fernald” (issue of May 13), Fernald has been an albatross hanging on the neck of the Greater Cincinnati area over the years. It’s great to read about all of the proactive steps being taken with the former uranium processing plant and see it become a beacon of hope for a greener future.
The experiment is over. I’m not a suburban guy. It doesn’t totally surprise me. I grew up in the suburbs, but my heart is in the concrete and noise and combustible nature of an inner city — namely Cincinnati.
If you were to place a bet as to what local band will be the next to follow the likes of Bad Veins, Pomegranates and Daniel Martin Moore into the ranks of “nationally acclaimed” Cincinnati area artists, putting your money on Electro/Indie foursome Eat Sugar is a pretty safe wager. One listen to the band’s excellent new EP, It’s Not Our Responsibility!, and you couldn’t be blamed for betting your life savings.
We always thought that the most interesting and mysterious thing about network TV news anchors was the possibility that they don’t wear pants when they’re on the air. Turns out, newscasters are just regular people (admittedly with super-human hair) and some even have good taste in music.
I recently read an article about making biodiesel fuel out of spent coffee grounds. The grounds yield stable oil that can be extracted and converted into a roasted-smelling fuel. Well, cars don’t run on coffee yet, but there is a place in Greater Cincinnati that exemplifies a kinship between cars and coffee.
Can film (including, defining the term broadly, Internet videos) save popular music from its commercial destruction? Three recent and vastly disparate examples — Anvil, Susan Boyle and Leonard Cohen — give hope.
Local musical eccentrics Chick Pimp, Coke Dealer at a Bar celebrate the release of their new CD, The People Vs. Lemoncello, with a huge show at the Southgate House this Friday. Performing throughout the Southgate will be The Sundresses, The Lions Rampant, Rumpke Mountain Boys, Wonky Tonk, The Harlequins, CJ the Cynic, Bullying Ben Jones, Losanti and many others.