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Vol. 10 • No. 37


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Chattanooga’s Weekly Alternative

blue jasmine woody allen gets cynical music

Papadosio philosophy, light and sound

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patten towers

cody maxwell's ILLUMINATING conversation with one resident

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THIS WEEK september 12-18 PULSE pick EDITORIAL

Managing Editor Mike McJunkin Contributing Editors Janis Hashe • Gary Poole Contributors Alex Teach • John DeVore • Rob Brezsny Janis Hashe • Michael Crumb • Matt Jones Marc T. Michael • Ernie Paik Gary Poole • Mike McJunkin Editorial Intern Chelsea Sokol Photographer Josh Lang Cartoonists & Illustrators Tom Tomorrow Founded 2003 by Zachary Cooper & Michael Kull


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Art + Issues

Editorial Cartoonist Clay Bennett leads a discussion on getting off the bandwagon at the Hunter Museum of Art as part of the museum's ongoing community dialogues. Discuss local and national politics through the eyes of this Pulitzer Prize winning journalist. Get Off The Bandwagon 6 p.m. Hunter Museum of American Art, 10 Bluff View Ave. (423) 267-0968,

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Center for Mindful Living

Taking the Time to Ease Your Stress “Work. Don’t think. Relax.” – Ray Bradbury Although Chattanooga is not exactly the city that never sleeps, the excitement and bustle of a compact urban lifestyle draws people to cities like ours, where community gatherings and social interactions are never more than a doorstep, office, coffeeshop, or farmer's market away. During the week, we work from nine to five (or, likely, more), then bring our work home with us and still manage to make time for friends, concerts, biking, hiking, canoeing and all those other activities that make cities worth the traffic, air pollution, and ceaseless noise. So is it any wonder that we can’t seem to handle the stress of everyday life? Chatta-


nooga’s new Center for Mindful Living, officially open as of September 3, is designed to organize and promote tactics for stress reduction, alongside simultaneous community building. The Center’s focus is on self-awareness and acceptance. Located across from Warner Park at 1212 McCallie Avenue, the Center for Mindful Living has several public places for communal mindfulness activities, which include: • The Meditation & Contemplatio Room and Garden • The Education Studio • The Library • The Community Room and Kitchen Additionally, the building has its own adjacent free parking lot. Some parts of the building, such as the Meditation & Contemplation Room and Garden and the Library, are focused on stillness and relaxation. Various programs and workshops will be held in the Education Studio, with the goal of “experiencing peace in a changing world.”

These workshops will cover all the stressbases of city life—Mindful Based Stress Reduction, Mindful Communications, Mindfulness Based Eating, Mind-Body Skills, as examples. Other programs include healing meditations and movement exercises, such as yoga, tai ji, and labyrinth walking. A special workshop is already planned for Nov. 2, when Rabbi Rami Shapiro, acclaimed author and columnist, will present “The Twelve Steps as a Spiritual Practice.” Information about memberships, which provide discounts for the workshops and programs, can be found at member. —Chelsea Sokol

Zoo’s new giraffe

Long Neck of Steel Although it’ll be some years (at least three or four, according to zoo sources) before the living longnecked ungulates, aka giraffes, are actually roaming the grasslands of Chattanooga, you can experience a facsimile right now. Through the generous donation of zoo supporter Paul Smith, a steel giraffe sculpture now stands close by the entrance—and when we say stands, we mean stands nearly 18 feet tall, gazing serenely down at visitors. This “mama giraffe” had a home at Rustique Iron, I n c .

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of Atlanta for the past eight years, where owner Tony Little had it custom made. Zoo officials hope it will spark donations towards the acquisition of the giraffes, whose one-acre living area has already been set aside as part of the zoo’s continuing $12.5 million renovation and expansion. To help, visit and click on “Support The Zoo,” or plan to attend the annual Banana Bowl on Oct. 12. —Janis Hashe

SpringBoard to success

Entrepreneurs’ Incubator SpringBoard, the program that itself sprung out of CreateHere, returns to help creative types/entrepreneurs discover what it really take to launch a successful business. The nine-week class begins Sept. 17 and is sponsored this time round by the Urban League. “Our goal is to encourage free enterprise, giving aspiring entrepreneurs the freedom to operate and compete in today's marketplace. We know that a free enterprise system can produce phenomenal results and Chattanooga is an encouraging climate for entrepreneurship,” said Warren E. Logan, Jr., president and CEO of the Urban League of Greater Chattanooga.   Participants meet with other entrepreneurs, business mentors, marketing and financial experts. Business owners receive inside information about what is involved in raising capital to grow their businesses, what leaders and investors look for, and marketing and business trends. Cost is $100, which includes course materials and instruction. Class sessions are 6 – 9 p.m. Tuesdays, Sept. 17 – Nov. 12. Contact the Urban League at (423) 756-1762 for more information. Access the SpringBoard application at SpringBoard is supported by the City of Chattanooga, Brightbridge, Co-Lab and the National Urban League. —Staff



pulse » PICKS

• A curated weekly selection of picks from the Chattanooga Live and Arts & Entertainment calendars by Pulse staffers.


pulse » PICK of the litter

ONE GLORIOUS VOICE Aoife O’Donovan • Once the soaring vocal center of Crooked Still, Aofie is hitting the road in support of her debut solo album. 8 p.m. • Barking Legs Theater, 1307 Dodds Ave. (423) 624-5347,


THU09.12 DIGGING IN THE DIRT “The Secret Garden” • A beloved classic of children's literature, “The Secret Garden” tells an inspirational story of transformation and empowerment. 7 p.m. • Chattanooga Theatre Centre, 400 River St. (423) 267-8538,

• The likeable Kansas City native has spent more than a decade on the comedy circuit honing his witty and often very sharp observations on everyday life. 9:30 p.m. • Vaudeville Café, 138 Market St. (423) 517-1839,


The River City Sessions

Katie Trotta

Exploring the musical and storytelling history of the Civil War

• Hailing from Indianapolis, Katie has found her home, both physically and musically in Nashville with an honest piano-driven pop sensibility. 7:30 p.m. • UTC Fine Arts Center, Vine & Palmetto Sts. (423) 435-4269,



The Average, Opportunities, The Cell Phones, Ben Parks

“The Tempest”

• Be ready to dance your faces off with this amazingly diverse lineup, guaranteed to bring the house down (well, maybe not literally, but close). 10 p.m. • JJ’s Bohemia, 231 E. MLK Blvd. (423) 266-1400,

• Prospero, the rightful Duke of Milan, uses magic and illusion in an attempt to restore himself and his daughter to their former lives…spirits, monsters and drunken sailors are involved. 7:30 p.m. • Ensemble Theatre, 5900 Brainerd Rd. (423) 602-8640,

The Camp House presents a very special evening of entertainment featuring tales and music reminiscent of Civil War times to help usher in the 150th anniversary celebration at Chickamauga. Girl Haggard's Lori Quillen, Folk School of Chattanooga instructor Matt Evans, along with Robert Cyphers and Michael Gray from the trio And the Devil Makes Four will showcase music inspired by the period. They will be telling a story, “The Tale of Jeannie Bell,” about a woman who walked from Asheville to Knoxville to visit her husband who was being held there as a prisoner of war. Author J.Ed Marston will be reading his essay written in response to a ques-

tion from his son, "Dad, did we win the Civil War?" Author Thad Oliver will also be featured. A "super group," led by Billie in the Woods and including Fiddlin Faye, Charles Gaston, Eric Tittsworth and Chris Lecroy, promise to deliver true Americana Folk designed to get you up and out of your seats. River City Sessions Friday, September 13, 7:30 p.m. The Camp House 1427 Williams St. (423) 702-8081

Prost!Good Friends. Good Food. Good Beer. 224 Frazier Avenue • 423.531.8490 Chattanooga’s German Gastropub

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Therapeutic Massage Turns Athritis Sufferer’s Life Around (CHATTANOOGA) -- “Many people think that massage is a luxury that is not affordable in difficult economic times, it is principally used for relaxation, and it is inconvenient to get a massage. Now there is an answer for consumers who need therapeutic massage therapy but have little time and even less money,” says Christine Helms, owner of Massage Envy Spa Frazier-Northshore. Christine suffers from rheumatoid arthritis. She was chronically tired, walked with a limp, and needed regular prescription pain medications. Following regular therapeutic massage sessions at Massage Envy Spa Turkey Creek in Knoxville, Tennessee, she was transformed to an energetic entrepreneur who rarely takes prescription pain medication. “After each session, I noticed that I would stop limping for several days,” she said. After two appointments, Christine decided that the only thing to do was to spend her savings and buy her own Massage Envy Spa franchise.

“I love the diversity, culture and community activities that Chattanooga has to offer, so Chattanooga was an easy choice!” Christine now serves as a board member for the local chapter of the Arthritis Foundation. Further, Massage Envy Spas have raised over $2 million in the last two years for the Arthritis Foundation


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through Healing Hands for Arthritis. This year’s annual Healing Hands for Arthritis fund raiser is scheduled for September 18, 2013. Anyone who wishes to make a donation to the Arthritis Foundation at Massage Envy Spa Frazier-Northshore until September 18 will be eligible for a drawing for a free one hour massage and facial. On September 18, gifts and elegant refreshments will be available for all guests who have a massage or facial that day. Massage Envy Spa offers customized therapeutic massage for introductory price of $39 and Murad healthy skin facials for the introductory price of $49 for a 50 minute session. Additional services include hot stone therapy, aroma therapy, deep muscle therapy, and sugar foot scrub. These introductory prices will continue for anyone who becomes a wellness program member.


Janis Hashe

Now You See It…Or Maybe You Don’t Sticking to the rules of the editorial game


ast Friday, sitting at the breakfast table, cup of coffee in one hand and the local daily in the other, I had already snorted incredulously at a front-page story headlined “Faith and Football.” Really? I mean, really? With everything going on in the world, this makes the front page?

So I open the section dedicated to local news and editorial and what do I spy on the lefthand side of the editorial section, supposedly devoted to the left-hand side of the news, but an editorial headlined “Farm bill is a barnyard brawl,” written by one Will Coggin, who is a “Senior Research Analyst at the Center for Consumer Freedom.” Google “Center for Consumer Freedom” and you will find some very interesting information, including this description of the organization: “The Center for Consumer Freedom, formerly the Guest Choice Network, is an American non-profit firm that lobbies on behalf of the fast food, meat, alcohol and tobacco industries.” Let’s get one thing straight: editorials are opinion pieces and have always been so. It’s the section in print media where someone (in the case of the piece you are reading right now, me), complains, kvetches and screeches or sucks up, over-praises and exaggerates on or about something. Everyone who is not a media novice knows this. So when I was reading Coggin’s distorted interpretations of what the King amendment in the Farm Bill currently before Congress means, I was perfectly prepared to become ordinarily irate if I had found them on the right-hand side of the page. The man works for an organization that “lobbies on behalf of the fast food, meat, alcohol and

tobacco industries.” ’Nuff sed, right? But to find his ravings on the left-hand side of the paper? Just how did that happen? Let’s backtrack to the piece itself. Coggin refers to the Humane Society of the United States repeatedly as “vegan.” Huh? First, how in the world can an organization be vegan, or for that matter, meat-eating? Second, as a supporter of the Humane Society, surely one of one of the best-respected nonprofits in the U.S., I am not aware of any regulation requiring its members to be vegan, vegetarian, Rotarian or Abyssinian. Must have missed that memo, Mr. Coggin. Then the author raises the favorite bugaboo of the right, my home state of California and its evil progressive agenda. He asserts that an “amimal-rights ballot campaign "in California” (“animal rights,” + “California” = “the sky is falling”) that banned the common hen housing used on state egg farms” is the reason the King amendment is needed. Where do I even start with that? Rep. Steve King (R, Iowa) inserted The "Protect Interstate Commerce Act," into the current version of the Farm Bill. This makes it illegal, as Leighton Woodhouse puts it in an article on HuffPo, “for a state (such as California) to prohibit or restrict the sale of an agricultural product (such as eggs) produced in another state (such

as Iowa) based upon its method of production (such as highly constrictive battery cages).” Californians passed Prop. 2 in 2008. It requires that “calves raised for veal, egg-laying hens and pregnant pigs be confined only in ways that allow these animals to lie down, stand up, fully extend their limbs and turn around freely." Republican Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger signed a bill two years later requiring that all eggs sold in California be produced under Prop. 2’s standards. Rep. King’s position is that this violates interstate commerce laws, in other

words, adversely affecting Big Ag egg producers in his home state (this is the same Rep. King, by the way, who objected to an amendment in the 2012 Farm Bill making it a federal crime to bring a minor to a organized animal fighting event, saying that laws about such activities “should be left to the states”). While it is no surprise to find Tom Coggin in the hip pocket of Big Ag, because that is who he openly works for, and perhaps even less of a surprise to find an Iowa Republican residing in the very same location, we still need to ask ourselves, in what portion of the wardrobe does the person live who positioned Mr. Coggin’s editorial on the left-hand side? Because it surely would require feats of prestidigitation worthy of Houdini himself for that to m a k e a n y kind of sense. • september 12-18, 2013 • The Pulse • 7

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patten towers What’s it really like to live in the place we pass everyday? “Called us (expletive) refugees.” Robert Earl laughed hard and loud. “My God,” he said. Robert leaned close to that word like he wanted to make sure he had really seen it and read it out loud. “REF—U— GEES. I done heard it all now.” He was reading a few of the newspaper accounts describing the electrical fire and the subsequent evacuation of the residents of the Patten Towers a few months ago. “And this mayor, man. What is he talking about?” I had not seen Robert Earl in over a year. I did a story about the fires and incessant fire calls to the Patten Towers in February of 2010. That’s when I met Robert. He took me inside those old, storied marble walls and showed me his home. It wasn’t nearly as eventful as most people warned me it would be, though I’d brought my switchblade just in case and kept my hand wrapped

“That’s the way Chattanooga treats the people at the Patten Towers— it’s always ‘ya’ll.’ “I know how all ‘ya’ll’ are.”

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around it in my pocket for the first few minutes I was in the building. I followed Robert inside, went up the elevator and into his apartment where he showed me around. He gave me a glass of tea. I sat on his couch and we talked for a while. I looked through the books on his bookshelf and pointed out a few I’d read. We stood by his tenth-story window looking down on Chattanooga and pointed over at Lookout Mountain, talked about the city for a while, and then we went back downstairs. I thanked the man at the front desk for letting me in, thanked Robert Earl at the Patten Towers front steps and went on to the Pickle Barrel to write my story that cold winter day. That was the extent of my first visit inside the Patten Towers. My knife had proved unnecessary. Last Sunday afternoon found me sitting on Robert Earl’s couch again. I was at work on yet another story about the notorious Patten Towers—this one in light of the fire that occurred there this past May. According to all the newspaper reports we were reading, the entire city was in an uproar over the plight of the residents of the old hotel after this fire. There had not been a humanitarian

disaster of such dire magnitude since Hurricane Katrina, people said. The mayor was in a fit, the Salvation Army was calling for prayers and every finger was pointed at an out-of-town company that had purchased the Patten Towers barely a year before: PK Management. To local activists and city leaders the name PK Management acquired the dark, evil undertones held by such other life- and soul-crushing companies as Monsanto or Dick Cheney’s Halliburton. This PK Management was simply without decency and had no regard for human life, so we were told. Robert and I had both read the stories and as he browsed through them again, Robert shook his head. “Why are you trying to attach my name to all of this? I don’t live at the Patten Towers, anyway. I just stay here,” he said. I responded, “Because everybody else talks about the Patten Towers and about the people that stay here. None of them talk to the people here. There’s nothing for me to say that everybody else hasn’t already said. I already wrote a Patten Towers story. You write this one.” He told me he wasn’t going to do it.

He’d tell me what he knew and what he had to say and I could do what I wanted to. I said all right, but stop when I tell you to so I can keep up typing. And start with that fire in May.

Robert Earl’s Patten Towers I had just got home. I sat down and put my keys down, thinking about trying to cook something to eat. Turned the TV on. I sat down here for a minute, tired. The lights dimmed and came back on and I thought it was just a storm or something. But it kept doing it, then all of a sudden it got just like a disco in here and I was worried about my TV—I got a new flat screen. I was trying to turn it off, but I couldn’t. Then the smoke alarms went off and stuff started getting real weird. All of a sudden the alarms stopped and all the lights went off. It got real quiet and it was pitch black. It was about tenthirty at night. I looked out the window and all the other lights downtown were on and I said, “Uh-oh.” Then people started pounding on doors and yelling, “Evacuate! Evacuate!” I have two flashlights I keep in a cabinet. I got them and went out the door. I went down the hall and looked down the stairwell. People was holding on to the rails, and it was pitch black dark and people was terrified, just holding on for dear life on those rails and going one step at a time, just terrified. It was like looking down in the pit of Hell. I shone my flashlights down there and they all looked up— man, they were glad to see me. It was just black and all these people trying to find their way out. Some of them can’t even walk down stairs and were holding on to somebody else. When we got outside, I knew it was serious when about four fire trucks showed up. I was asking everybody what happened and nobody knew. People were saying there was a fire but I never saw it. They had CARTA buses out there waiting. Somebody already had an evacuation plan with CARTA—the buses were already there. They had the plan with Brainerd Recreation Center, too, but we never knew about any of that. I went up to some guy that

worked with CARTA—a Czech guy or something like that. He wasn’t the bus driver, just some guy in a CARTA shirt who was in charge. I asked him where we were going and he just got real smart with me. I said, “I got a right to know where I’m going. I ain’t getting on a bus if I don’t know where it’s going.” That man from CARTA started getting real rude with me then. I can’t remember exactly what he said, something about

lance just to get a free ride to the hospital.” I mean, this woman was standing there purple and looking like she was about to suffocate and that’s what the ambulance driver said to her. That’s the way Chattanooga treats the people at the Patten Towers—it’s always “ya’ll.” “I know how all ‘ya’ll’ are.” And it’s just because we live in the Patten Towers. I was in here one time and this guy was in here causing trouble.

burn a piece of bread and there’s fire trucks at the front door. It used to happen nearly every day—two or three times a day. How much does that cost the city every time that happens? And nobody’s inspected this place? The mayor’s saying this and that and everybody’s pointing their finger at a bunch of people out in California. Nobody checked to see if this place was ready to burn down the ninety-nine years before PK bought it? All those fire

“People was holding on to the rails,and it was pitch black dark and people was terrified,just holding on for dear life on those rails and going one step at a time…It was like looking down in the pit of Hell.” it didn’t matter where I was going. And I said, “The hell it don’t. I need to know where I’m going.” Then this cop sitting in his car out there jumped out and got rude with me, too. Like I wasn’t the one who just got burned out of his house with nothing but the clothes I had on. That cop told me “If you say anything else to that man or anybody else, you’ll go to jail.” I was just trying to ask the dude where the bus was going. Man, these cops in Chattanooga in need to learn the Constitution. This ain’t the only time something like that happened. This lady was at the Motel 6 where they put us after a while. She was staying at the motel and she started getting sick. I wasn’t staying there then. I was staying at my girlfriend’s house when all of that was going on, but I’d go over there every now and then and check on some of my friends. This lady getting sick had COPD and she was standing there and couldn’t breathe. She was turning purple and gasping for breath and holding her chest. An ambulance showed up and the ambulance driver just acted like he didn’t give a damn. “Everybody knows ya’ll Patten Towers people call the ambu-

I don’t even know how he got in here, but he was just out of control and starting trouble. I was getting ready to bust his head but my girlfriend was in here and kept telling me, “Be nice. Be nice.” I said all right and I called the cops. And listen to this. You know that cop showed up with a cup of coffee in his hand? Man, it pisses me off every time I think about it. I told him what had been going on and he just got real smart. “Don’t call me,” that’s what he said, real smartass, and turned around and left. Now what are you supposed to do? I was doing the right thing and this cop shows up here with a cup of coffee saying, “Don’t call me.” That’s the way Chattanooga is, man. And the city’s acting like they ain’t got nothing to do with what happened with that fire. Pointing their fingers at PK Management all the way out in California. PK only had this place for a year when the fire happened. Chattanooga’s acting like they forgot this building’s been right here on the corner of Eleventh Street a hundred and something years. How many times have the fire trucks been here, because the ventilation systems over the damn stoves don’t work? You

trucks every day. And most everybody who lives here is from Chattanooga—Chattanooga can’t look out for its own people? Forget about the building—what about the people who live here? This building has probably never been up to code and has been full of people for a hundred years, man. Come on, where’s the common sense? Down here in Chattanooga they just don’t give a damn. Just like that CARTA man and that ambulance driver at the Motel 6—it’s always “ya’ll” this and “ya’ll” that. We’re just like anybody else. Most everybody who lives in the Patten Towers is decent, law-abiding, rent-paying people. PK is here to try and make this a better place. They had no idea they were walking into all this crazy Chattanooga shit. Chattanooga is a dark place, man. You got a city here but the ones who want to run it try to keep a fence around the parts they want to take care of and the only ones they want to let through the gate are the people just like them. The rest of it is—“ya’ll” stay over there, or “ya’ll” need to get on the bus, or “ya’ll” come out here and inspect this building. The Patten Towers was probably one of the

worst buildings in the world PK Management could have bought. I guarantee you they’re regretting it now. I mean, they’d only had this place a year and they were in the process of updating everything when the fire happened. It just happened that way. They painted the stairwells, fixed the air conditioning. A few years ago the air used to go out and it would be out two or three days and you couldn’t even be in here. I was about to go to Lowe’s and buy a window unit air conditioner. They got that straightened out now, though. These people here are great. They’re trying to put a lot of support groups together, too— men’s groups, women’s groups, diabetes support groups, AIDS groups, all kinds of stuff like that. They’re even talking about having a resident doctor staying here. And there’s that vegetable truck that comes by once a week. Byron, the new maintenance man, does everything he can. He goes out of his way to make sure everything works right. But he’s running around trying to keep a hundred-year-old ship afloat. He does everything he possibly can to keep it clean and keep up with what he’s got to work with. There’s a hotline that anybody can call from their room and they’ll have somebody here just like that. Byron will be down here, even if it’s in the middle of the night. That mayor we have now—I saw on the Internet where he had time to go take a picture with a puppy on National Puppy Day or something like that. And he was the one talking about needing sprinklers in the building. The mayor said we need sprinklers and was raising hell with PK Management. That man’s office is right here outside the front door. The Patten Towers is neighbors with the Mayor of Chattanooga. Now you’re telling me he has time to go take a picture with a dog but it took this old building catching on fire and all these people being out on the street for him to figure out that the Patten Towers needs sprinklers? What’s (expletive) up is this place has always had sprinklers. They just never worked. It’s about like that cop. It’s always somebody else’s responsibility. “Don’t call me.” • september 12-18, 2013 • The Pulse • 9

marc t. michael

Papadosio: Music of Tomorrow


t’s been three years since Papadosio last appeared in Chattanooga. They played at Rhythm & Brews the night where they tried out a brand-new keyboard player. Now they’re back, with the same keyboard player, a new album and a fusion of styles and philosophies that puts them on the forefront of musical evolution. I had the opportunity to speak to drummer Mike Healy last week and he outlined some of the guiding principles of the band. It seems the first and most important requisite is a love for the craft itself, which is admirable and certainly recognizable when listening to their music. Clearly

honest music

succeed, but too often this comes across in the most hackneyed way, with cookie-cutter, greeting-card aphorisms that aren’t particularly uplifting and are anything but thoughtprovoking. This is not the case with Papadosio. Their lyrics are genuinely thoughtful, encouraging the listener to underphoto by Brian Hockensmith take a number of philosophical sojourns that all ulall five members do share a love timately lead to self-discovery, for their craft, but this is a hallactualization and the realization mark of any really good band so of personal potential. It raises the while it refreshing, it is not enquestion, is Papadosio a band or a tirely unique. philosophy? The answer is...well, The second principle is a comboth, really. mitment to high-energy perforPerhaps the best way to view mances. Again, this is a good the band is as a musical expresthing and it is a true thing, but if sion of universal philosophical it isn’t exactly a universal aspect ideals. The message (which is less of all bands, it is a common feaof a message and more of a series ture of skilled performers. of signposts pointing the way) is It’s the third principle, a comdelivered via a kind of music that mitment to an uplifting and posimight be electronica, psychedetive message, that really helps lia, jazz, jam, house, ambient and to define who they are as a band a whole host of other influences— and what they are all really about. but here is what separates PapaTrue enough, many bands operdosio from the pack: Although ate under the auspices of promottheir musical style and their philing a positive message. And many osophical leanings have many

recognizable elements, they are not merely an amalgam of those elements. There are clearly some Zen-like influences behind the writing— but it isn’t Zen. There are definitely jam elements in the music—but it isn’t jam music. Papadosio is not a metaphorical mixing pot of various musical styles, nor is it an aimless hodgepodge of borrowed spiritualities bound together with some cheap New Age glue. Their music is the natural extension of the styles that have influenced them, a musical evolution. Their message, for all its recognizable and relatable elements, is a philosophical evolution. The marriage of the two, music and mind, is absolutely a product of evolution, a new kind of thing that combines the best traits of its predecessors into a powerful, adaptable new creature far better equipped to fill its particular niche in the world. The new album is T.E.T.I.O.S. or To End the Illusion of Separation and it is a sprawling collection of tunes that explore the themes of universal humanity, the rejection of class and caste, disdain for the banalities of materialism and the celebration of life on (and stewardship of) Planet Earth. In the hands of lesser artists, those themes might be crudely wielded, bludgeoning the listener with ham-fisted bumper-

sticker slogans, but under the skillful treatment of Papadosio they come across as smooth, sophisticated and intelligent. Even hardened cynics will conclude that maybe peace, love and understanding aren’t so funny after all...maybe there’s more to all of this, and maybe it’s really worth thinking about. Delivering an upbeat and positive message through your music isn’t particularly difficult, but doing so with credibility is a rare thing and the guys in Papadosio are some of the best at it. They will be performing at Rhythm & Blues on September 14, and if you are a music lover of any stripe, you will find something here to love—and undoubtedly make some connections musically and spiritually with your fellow concert-goers that you might never have discovered otherwise. If you are at all interested in some of the rewarding new places music is headed in the 21st century, Papadosio is going to strike a chord with you you’ve never heard before. Papadosio 10 p.m. Saturday, Sept. 14 Rhythm & Brews 221 Market St. (423) 267-4644,

local and regional shows

Corey Murdock, Al Holbrook, John Taylor Haston Band [$5] Sick/Sea with the Mailboxes [$3] Feedback Revival with Jetsam In The Noose [$3] The Lost River Cavemen with Mathien & Tab Spencer [$5]

Wed, Sep 11 Thu, Sep 12 Wed, Sep 18 Thu, Sep 19

9pm 9pm 9pm 9pm

Sundays: Live Trivia 4-6pm, Followed by Live Music Sunday, Sep 15 - Acoustic Showcase

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Full food menu serving lunch and dinner. 11am-2am, 7 days a week. 35 Patten Parkway * 423.468.4192 *

Between the Sleeves

Jordan Thomas Foundation

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Best of The Breeders, Historia of Estamos

The Breeders LSXX (4AD)


993 was an odd and optimistic year for popular music, characterized by some nebulous notion of “alternative music” creeping into the public consciousness and indie bands signing to major labels by the boatload, hoping to be the next Nirvana. In 1993, Last Splash by The Breeders was released; front woman and Pixies member Kim Deal and British bassist Josephine Wiggs weren’t new to the game, but the band’s other half was. Kim’s twin sister Kelley Deal was a guitar novice, and drummer Jim MacPherson, as explained in the liner notes of LSXX, didn’t even know what monitor speakers were when playing his second Breeders show, opening for Nirvana. (Dave Grohl was amused.) This 3-CD deluxe package commemorating the 20th anniversary of Last Splash is a reminder of that youthful spirit of the left-ofcenter musical zeitgeist, not yet world-weary and well before the alt-rock bubble burst. Although this writer considers the 1990 debut Pod to be

Estamos Trio People’s Historia (Relative Pitch)

the superior album, spotlighting Last Splash makes sense, since it was the breakthrough that went platinum, and it has held up just fine after twenty years, with both gloriously big, dumb riffs and small details like those opening bass notes of “Cannonball” (which were actually misplayed notes, reportedly) still hitting those pleasure centers. The Breeders were all about having a killer rhythm section, with the guitars—with the perfect distorted timbres—adding thickness while happily ripping off MC5 or whomever for chugging bliss. Disc one features the original album, while disc two compiles EPs (including the flawless Safari EP), single tracks, demos and a live version of “Iris,” and some of the highlights are enthusiastic covers like the throbbing rendition of Aerosmith’s “Lord of the Thighs” and the blinkand-miss-it blast of “Shocker in Gloomtown” by Guided By Voices. Disc three features a solid, yet not particularly surprising live show recorded in Stockholm in 1994 and a 4-song BBC session.

Casual fans might not need all this stuff, but it’s nice to have it together in a lovingly crafted, beautiful package. The most enlightening thing about the set is actually the booklet, with often hilarious remembrances from band members and collaborators, capturing the hopeful and irrepressible group at its energy peak.


ianist and improviser Thollem McDonas is in a constant state of flux, being an ever-itinerant performer who never sits still for very long. As an example, since the beginning of 2012, he has been featured on no fewer than nine different albums, playing with notables such as Mike Watt, free-jazz bassist William Parker, Wilco guitarist Nels Cline, Jad Fair of Half Japanese and John Dieterich of Deerhoof, constantly stretching the limits of his own playing while exploring the sometimes volatile and rewarding chemistry of varied collaborations. One of McDonas’s many ventures is the Estamos Project,

which began in 2009 with the ten-member Estamos Ensemble; in line with his anti-homebody lifestyle, it was formed as a way to encourage musical partnerships across the U.S./Mexican border and stimulate dialogue between improvisers. The latest incarnation of this project is the Estamos Trio featured on the album People’s Historia, dashing any preconceived notions of what an American-Mexican musical endeavor should sound like. McDonas teams up with vocalist and electronic musician Carmina Escobar and percussionist Milo Tamez, making a mysterious first impression on the opening track “Aba,” with scampering, insistent brushed drums, John Cage-style prepared piano tinkering and Escobar’s intriguing, echoing singing and speaking. It’s followed by “Bian,” with not-quite-jazz wanderings and intersecting, dexterous piano melodies among field recordings of a rainstorm, with the percussion equivalent of a watercolor painting, peppered with gentle shakes of the brush in the form of pearlescent cymbal sprays. Pastoral moments are balanced with less comfortable and more provocative passages on the album in unexpected ways, such as Escobar’s tender yet almost confrontational closetalking/singing on “Abadakabo” with its starkness. “Abatian” is Tamez’s opportunity to launch his percussion fireworks, with a colorful fountain of bells, tuned drums, chimes, wood blocks, vibrating cymbals, scrapes and outbursts. It’s an album of fascinating paradoxes, at times being simultaneously placid and urgent, and the group lays down dramatic drops with the synchronicity of a keenly sensing trio with a healthy give-and-take parity.


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THUrsday 09.12 Jimmy Harris 7 p.m. The Coconut Room at The Palms at Hamilton, 6925 Shallowford Rd., #202. (423) 499-5055, Pickin' at the Post 5 p.m. American Legion Post, Hwy 11, Trenton, GA. (423) 582-1337 The Loop 7 p.m. Sugar’s Ribs, 507 Broad St. (423) 508-8956, Open Mic Winners Competition 7 p.m. The Camp House, 1427 Williams St. (423) 702-8081, No Big Deal Duo 7:30 p.m. Mexi Wings VII, 5773 Brainerd Rd. (423) 509-8696 Blake Morrison 8 p.m. Backyard Grille, 4021 Hixson Pike (423) 486-1369 Sick/Sea, The Quote Unquotes, The Mailboxes 9 p.m. The Honest Pint, 35 Patten Pkwy. (423) 468-4192, Open Mic with Hap Henninger 9 p.m. The Office, 901 Carter St. (inside Days Inn). (423) 634-9191, facebook. com/theoffice.chatt Djangonooga 9 p.m. Jack A's Chop Shop Saloon, 742 Ashland Terr (423) 710-8739,

12 • The Pulse • september 12-18, 2013 • DJ Puddin 9:30 p.m. Bud’s Sports Bar, 5751 Brainerd Rd. (423) 499-9878, The Average, Opportunities, The Cell Phones, Ben Parks 10 p.m. JJ’s Bohemia, 231 E. MLK Blvd. (423) 266-1400,

friday 09.13 Johnny Cash Tribute Show 5 p.m. Chattanooga Choo Choo Victorian Lounge, 1400 Market St. (423) 266-5000, Binji Varsossa 6 p.m. Cancun Mexican Restaurant & Lounge, 1809 Broad St. (423) 266-1461, Danny Sample & Dave Walter 7 p.m. 212 Market, 212 Market St. (423) 265-1212, Jimmy Harris 7 p.m. The Coconut Room at The Palms at Hamilton, 6925 Shallowford Rd., #202. (423) 499-5055, SRO 7 p.m. The Foundry, 1201 Broad St. (423) 756-3400, The Half & Half Band 7 p.m. Troy's Place, 320 Emerson Dr. Ringgold, GA. (423) 965-8346

River City Sessions 7:30 p.m. The Camp House, 1427 Williams St. (423) 702-8081, The Mocha Band 7:45 p.m. Mocha Restaurant & Lounge, 3116 Brainerd Rd. (423) 531-4154, The Spankys 8 p.m. Acoustic Café, 61 RBC Dr., Ringgold, Ga. (706) 965-2065, Aoife O’Donovan 8 p.m. Barking Legs Theater, 1307 Dodds Ave. (423) 624-5347, ZZ Top 8 p.m. Memorial Auditorium, 399 McCallie Ave. (423) 757-5156, Sweet N Lowdown 8:30 p.m. Backyard Grille, 4021 Hixson Pike, (423) 486-1369 The Sullivan Band 9 p.m. Jack A's Chop Shop Saloon, 742 Ashland Terr. (423) 710-8739 John Lathim 9 p.m. Tremont Tavern, 1203 Hixson Pike (423) 266-1996, Taylor Laskowski 9 p.m. The Office, 901 Carter St. (inside Days Inn). (423) 634-9191, facebook. com/theoffice.chatt Wasted 9 p.m. SkyZoo, 5709 Lee Hwy. (423) 468-4533, DJ Bree-Z 9 p.m. Bart's Lakeshore, 5840 Lake Resort Terr. (423) 870-0777, Skin Deep 9:30 p.m. Sugar’s Ribs, 507 Broad St. (423) 508-8956, Smooth Dialects CD Release Party, Afro 10 p.m. Rhythm & Brews, 221 Market St. (423) 267-4644, One Night Stand 10:30 p.m. Bud’s Sports Bar, 5751 Brainerd Rd. (423) 499-9878,

saturday 09.14 Johnny Cash Tribute Show 5 p.m. Chattanooga Choo Choo Victorian Lounge, 1400 Market St. (423) 266-5000, Binji Varsossa 6 p.m. Cancun Mexican Restaurant & Lounge, 1809 Broad St. (423) 266-1461, Bryan Flemister 7 p.m. The Palms at Hamilton, 6925 Shallowford Rd., #202. (423) 499-5055, Alan Evans Trio 7 p.m. Riverfront Nights, 21st Century Waterfront Park,

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Alan Evans Trio Carolina Story with Ted Bartram 7 p.m. The Camp House, 1427 Williams St. (423) 702-8081, SRO 7 p.m. The Foundry, 1201 Broad St. (423) 756-3400, Jimmy Harris 7 p.m. The Coconut Room at The Palms at Hamilton, 6925 Shallowford Rd., #202. (423) 499-5055, The Hopeful Country Band 7 p.m. Troy's Place, 320 Emerson Dr, Ringgold, GA. (423) 965-8346 Katie Trotta 7:30 p.m. UTC Fine Arts Center, Vine & Palmetto Sts. (423) 435-4269, The Mocha Band 7:45 p.m. Mocha Restaurant & Lounge, 3116 Brainerd Rd. (423) 531-4154, Thrift Shop Cowboys 8 p.m. Acoustic Café, 61 RBC Dr., Ringgold, Ga. (706) 965-2065, John Lathim 8 p.m. Charles and Myrtle’s Coffeehouse, 105 McBrien Rd. (423) 892-4960, Mother Legacy 8:30 p.m. Backyard Grille, 4021 Hixson Pike (423) 486-1369

Front Porch Junkies 8:30 p.m. Jack A's Chop Shop Saloon, 742 Ashland Terr, (423) 710-8739, Stallion 9 p.m. SkyZoo, 5709 Lee Hwy. (423) 468-4533, DJ Bree-Z 9 p.m. Bart's Lakeshore, 5840 Lake Resort Terr. (423) 870-0777, Soul Survivor 9:30 p.m. Sugar’s Ribs, 507 Broad St. (423) 508-8956, Papadosio 10 p.m. Rhythm & Brews, 221 Market St. (423) 267-4644, Glowing Bordis, Behold the Brave, Red Necklace 10 p.m. JJ’s Bohemia, 231 E. MLK Blvd. (423) 266-1400, Austin Nichols Band 10 p.m. T-Bones, 1419 Chestnut St. (423) 266-4240, Gabriel Newell 10 p.m. The Office, 901 Carter St. (inside Days Inn). (423) 634-9191, facebook. com/theoffice.chatt

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Market, First Tennessee Pavilion, 1829 Carter St. Mark Kelly Hall 2 p.m. The Chattanooga Market, First Tennessee Pavilion, 1829 Carter St. Bobby Denton Band Jam 2 p.m. Cheap Seats, 2925 Rossville Blvd. (423) 629-5936 Acoustic Showcase 7 p.m. The Honest Pint, 35 Patten Pkwy. (423) 468-4192, Anthony Hamilton 7 p.m. Memorial Auditorium, 399 McCallie Ave. (423) 757-5156,

monday 09.16 Monday Night Big Band 7 p.m. The Coconut Room at The Palms at Hamilton, 6925 Shallowford Rd., #202. (423) 499-5055, Wally Henry 8 p.m. Acoustic Café, 61 RBC Dr., Ringgold, Ga. (706) 965-2065,

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wednesday 09.18 Jimmy Harris 7 p.m. The Coconut Room at The Palms at Hamilton, 6925 Shallowford Rd. #202. (423) 499-5055, Dan Sheffield 7 p.m. Sugar’s Ribs, 507 Broad St. (423) 508-8956, Rock Floyd 8 p.m. Acoustic Café, 61 RBC Dr., Ringgold, Ga. (706) 965-2065, Rosedale Remedy 9 p.m. The Palms at Hamilton, 6925 Shallowford Rd., #202. (423) 499-5055, Feedback Revival, Jetsam in the Noose 9 p.m. The Honest Pint, 35 Patten Pkwy. (423) 468-4192, John King 9 p.m. Bud’s Sports Bar, 5751 Brainerd Rd. (423) 499-9878,

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Women Seen By Women Seers

“Women Painting Women: (R) evolution 2013” Mon- Fri. 10 a.m. – 3 p.m. Townsend Atelier, 201 W. Main St. (423) 266-2712,

Townsend Atelier hosts its first extended show, featuring more than 30 works, many of remarkable character, through September 27. Chattanoogans may experience “Women Painting Women: (R) evolution 2013” that presents women subjects by women artists, drawn from an international field of submissions and juried by Ellen Simak, formerly of the Hunter Museum. The emphasis here on figural work includes many portraits, many of which are paintings, but viewers may well be delighted by the range and depth of presentation shown. More remarkably, this show presents the Chattanooga outpost of a larger network of similar groupings across the eastern U.S. and also including Glasgow, Scotland. A growing social association of women artists in connection with a number of galleries has now developed into this relatively synchronous wave of images of women by women. Other locations include Nashville, Charleston, Alexandria (VA), New York and New Jersey. The September issue of American Art Collector details how all this came about. Ironically, there are many anonymous faces involved

(R) evolution 2013 at Townsend Atelier presents the ‘female gaze”

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here: the faces of men. There was a show of images of women presented solely by male artists that provoked the formation of a blog/website in the spring of 2009 by Sadie J. Valeri and soon joined by Alia El-Berman and Diane Feissel. Currently, more than 260 women artists have been featured there. To be sure, throughout art history, men have dominated the

wonderful speculations concerning such issues spur both appreciation and inspiration of artistic endeavors. Consider the “banner” painting of this Chattanooga show, “The Warming” by Mary Chiara Monte (acrylic on canvas). Ellen Simak finds “a note of mystery and danger in her painting of a woman standing on the edge of a burning field.” Simak may be correct in her dramatic view of this image, but the magpie and the topography show the Southwest, where farmers routinely burn their fields. As much as the Southwest is known for heat, it is also known for cold. The point here involves the indescribability of the warming fire. That divergent meanings may in inhabit this image lends substance to the image itself, because it yields more to its own contemplation.

Self Portrait by Karen Yee

representation of women, from deities and Madonnas to the ecstatic and sometimes lurid exploitation of the female nude, leading to the aesthetic theory of “the male gaze.” Modern art of the twentieth century saw the emergence of significant women artists. And now, there are so many more people engaged and committed to art in all media that balanced perspectives emerge. The division of art by gender may imply intention, but intention remains bound by aesthetic limits. The viewer cannot know the artist’s intention, and the artist cannot dictate the viewer’s reaction. Nonetheless,

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Another example of this dynamic may be found in Amanda Hext’s “Self Portrait 2” (oil on wood). The sense of darkness, of angst, may be ameliorated by nuance details of this painting. The artist’s eyes match the background, and details of her pose may suggest that something more occurs—but this work, too, invites deeper contemplation. Many of the paintings here exhibit significant nuance. Francien Krieg’s “Personal Heroes” (oil on linen) shows an old woman nude in her bath, but the “realism” of this portrayal has been conjoined with a deliberate geometry

of both parallel and asymmetrical brushwork into an expressionist portrait, wonderful in the convergence. Locals will no doubt appreciate the participation here of resident artists. Cindy Procious’s “Plastic Paradigm III” (oil on linen) has a photorealist quality. Mia Bergeron’s “Diane” (oil on canvas) highlights an important stylistic trend in this show, shown also by Jane Mason’s “Jaime” (oil on canvas), involving more-or-less radical movement from realist to impressionist to expressionist to abstract movement within the work. There are a number of examples that focus our attention on the primary subject that may be realistic or sharply impressionistic, then move onward to expressionistic or abstract backgrounds. Melissa Hefferlin’s “Ciara” (oil on linen) employs an abstracted background to her active subject, promoting a sense of motion in this work.

Other stunning examples of this approach may be found in Kataiucia Dias’s (oil of canvas), Jennifer Leah Hand’s “Surrender” (oil on panel), Anne Cavanaugh’s “Dissecting Emotions” (charcoal) and Susan Russell’s “Blue Velvet Sofa” (oil on linen). Laura Ruby’s “The Haunted Bridge” (screen print) not only brings a complex sense to her subject, but she also shows remarkable nuances with respect to her chosen medium. Absolutely delightful! Degrees of realistic representation in some of these portraits suggest a confluence with photography. Lacy Lewis’s “Daisy Bucket” (oil on canvas) seems so close to actuality. We ought to remember that a photo of a painting can provide a sense of the work, but not the experience of the work. Please do avail yourself of this chance to experience such a wealth of perspectives of women. The works are also for sale, and they will enhance collections.

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friday 09.13 Single Tree 2 – 4:30 p.m. Artsy-U, 5084 S. Terrace, East Ridge. (423) 321-2317, Light House 7 - 10 p.m. Artsy-U, 5084 S. Terrace, East Ridge. (423) 321-2317, Nathan Timmel 7:30, 9:30 p.m. The Comedy Catch, 3224 Brainerd Rd. (423) 629-2233, “The Tempest” 7:30 p.m. Ensemble Theatre of Chattanooga, 5900 Brainerd Rd. (423) 602-8640, River City Sessions 7:30 p.m. The Camp House, 1427 Williams St. (423) 702-8081,

“The Secret Garden” 8 p.m. Chattanooga Theatre Centre, 400 River St. (423) 267-8538, Justin Leon 9:30 p.m. Vaudeville Café, 138 Market St. (423) 517-1839, Party Allemande Hall All day. Ballroom Magic Dance Center, 4200 N. Access Road, Hixson. (423) 771-3646,

saturday 09.14 Chocolate Festival 10 a.m. - 4 p.m. Creative Discovery Museum, 321 Chestnut St. (423) 756-2738, Fall into Fairy Houses! 10 a.m. - 1 p.m. Chattanooga Arboretum & Nature Center, 400 Garden Rd. (423) 821-9582, Artful Yoga 5:30 p.m. Hunter Museum

of American Art, 10 Bluff View Ave. (423) 267-0968, Wise Old Owl 7 - 10 p.m. Artsy-U, 5084 S. Terrace, East Ridge. (423) 321-2317, Nathan Timmel 7:30, 9:30 p.m. The Comedy Catch, 3224 Brainerd Rd. (423) 629-2233, “The Tempest” 7:30 p.m. Ensemble Theatre of Chattanooga, 5900 Brainerd Rd. (423) 602-8640, “The Secret Garden” 8 p.m. Chattanooga Theatre Centre, 400 River St. (423) 267-8538, Justin Leon 10:30 p.m. Vaudeville Café, 138 Market St. (423) 517-1839,

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Scenic City Wings 11 a.m. - 4 p.m. Chattanooga Market, First Tennessee Pavilion, 1829 Carter St. “The Tempest” 2:30 p.m. Ensemble Theatre of Chattanooga, 5900 Brainerd Rd. (423) 602-8640, “The Secret Garden” 2:30 p.m. Chattanooga Theatre Centre, 400 River St. (423) 267-8538, Spinning Daisies-Family Night 5:30 - 7:30 Artsy-U, 5084 S. Terrace, East Ridge (423) 321-2317, Nathan Timmel 7:30 p. m. The Comedy Catch, 3224 Brainerd Rd. (423) 629-2233,

monday 09.16 Story Slam 7:30 p.m. The Camp House, 1427 Williams St.

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tuesday 09.17 Colored Leaves 7 p.m. - 9 p.m. Artsy-U, 5084 S. Terrace, East Ridge. (423) 321-2317,

wednesday 09.18 Crayon Forest 7 p.m. - 10 p.m. Artsy-U, 5084 S. Terrace, East Ridge. (423) 321-2317,

ongoing Magic Tree House traveling exhibit 10 a.m. - 5 p.m. Mon-Sun. Creative Discovery Museum, 321 Chestnut St. (423) 756-2738, “Whitfield Lovell: Deep River” 10 a.m. - 8 p.m. Thur., 10 a.m. - 5 p.m. Fri.-Sat,

Noon - 5 p.m. Sun. Hunter Museum of American Art, 10 Bluff View Ave. (423) 267-0968, “Journeys” 10 a.m. - 5 p.m. Mon-Sat, 1 - 5 p.m. Sun. River Gallery, 400 E. 2nd St. (423) 265-5033, “Iconic Chattanooga” 10 a.m. - 5 p.m. Mon-Fri. Reflection Gallery, 6922 Lee Hwy. (423) 892-3072, “For All The World To See: Visual Culture and The Struggle for Civil Rights” 10 a.m. - 5 p.m. Mon-Fri., Noon- 4 p.m. Sat. Bessie Smith Cultural Center, 200 E. Martin Luther King Blvd. (423) 266-8658, “Free at Last” Emancipation Exhibit 10 a.m. - 5 p.m. Mon-Fri., Noon- 4 p.m. Sat. Bessie Smith Cultural Center, 200 E. Martin Luther King Blvd.

(423) 266-8658, “FRESH” 11 a.m. - 5 p.m. Tues.- Sat. AVA Gallery, 30 Frazier Ave. (423) 265-4282, “Jennie Kirkpatrick: Flavor of the Market” 11 a.m. - 6 p.m., Mon-Sat, 1 - 5 p.m. Sun. In-Town Gallery, 26A Frazier Ave. (423) 267-9214, “Women Painting Women: (R) evolution 2013” 10 a.m. – 3 p.m. Mon- Fri. Townsend Atelier, 201 W. Main St. (423) 266-2712, Rock City Raptors 11 a.m. - 3 p.m. Fri-Sat, Rock City, 1400 Patten Rd., Lookout Mtn, Ga., (706) 820-2531 Map these locations on Send event listings at least 10 days in advance to: calendar@

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The Rich Are Different—Or Are They? Audiences like to see a villain fall as much as they like to see an underdog win the day. We look for balance in the world, and when a bad person is taken down or a good person is lifted up, the world feels fair, if only for a few moments. These are the type of stories that wrap up easily, with winners and losers clearly defined, giving us hope that our own stories will have a similar resolution. We are the protagonists of our own lives, suffering our own slings and arrows, celebrating successes and happiness, all played out dramatically through the lens of our experiences. It’s easy to forget that our tormenters, the devils that beguile us throughout our lives, are the stars of their own internal passion plays. No one casts themselves as evil—all destructive actions can be justified internally. When a villain falls, when their punishment finally catches up with them, most stories end. “Blue Jasmine” shows the aftermath of the karmic collapse. Played expertly by Cate Blanchett, Jasmine is a modern Blanche DuBois, a carefully crafted façade of elegance and poise hiding a deeply troubled alcoholic seeking the only redemption she knows. Many reviews of the film have pointed out similarities between “Blue Jasmine” and “A Streetcar Named Desire,” updated here by Woody Allen, the only director in recent memory that has been credited with hav-

ing “periods,” like Van Gogh or Monet. This film is certainly more cynical than past Allen films. The jokes are fewer and farther between, mixed with a poignant bitterness about the world. Perhaps this film is Allen’s commentary on

Perhaps Allen is trying to paint the wealthy as more human, rather than the detached, idle demigods that occupy Park Avenue penthouses the financial woes of the past few years, an apology for unchecked opulence at the expense of those less fortunate. Perhaps Allen is trying to paint the wealthy as more human, rather than the detached, idle demigods that occupy


Park Avenue penthouses. If this was his intention, he succeeds in spades. Jasmine has been the stereotypical trophy wife, whose work included organizing benefits and decorating massive houses with expensive things. But after the fall, she works in a dentist’s office and studies computers so that she can take online classes, desperate to make something of herself at an age when most opportunities have vanished. Yes, she complains about the banality of the work—but she does it nonetheless. She is a hard worker despite never before holding a job, despite her ever-deteriorating mental state. That she is the architect of her own misfortune only serves to enhance how the

audience identifies with her. Jasmine’s self-destruction is paired with the relationship woes of her sister Ginger (Sally Hawkins). Where Jasmine is a picture of aristocracy, Ginger is decidedly working class. She is drawn to blue-collar men, who are emotional and violent, but seem to have a keener understanding of who they are as people. And yet, neither sister makes good decisions regarding their personal lives. They trust too much in a man’s ability to take care of them. They are opposite sides of the same coin. Ginger’s ex-husband Augie (Andrew Dice Clay) appears to be the moral compass of the film, the man that speaks the truth and calls the world as it

is: filled with uncaring, ungrateful people who take advantage of those who should know better. He learned his lesson from Jasmine and teaches her one of his own. Cate Blanchett will likely receive an Academy Award nomination for her performance. She embodies the character of Jasmine with an honest humanity, when caricature would have been easier. The idle rich are easy to discount on an emotional level, but Blanchett makes us care for someone that could easily be a monster from another perspective. Sally Hawkins does a fine job at balancing Blanchett’s careful diction and prim grace with an ordinary and simple portrayal. Both she and Andrew Dice Clay serve as stand-ins for Main Street America, adding a sense of realism that contrasts with the extravagance of the elites in the financial sector. Where Allen succeeds with the film is in telling a morality tale without preaching at the audience. “Blue Jasmine” really is a character study, rather than a criticism. Allen wants to encourage equality by diminishing the “otherness” that exists between classes. At their core, people are the same everywhere, regardless of income. Who better than Woody Allen to show the neurosis that exists when all pretense is stripped away?



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I'll never forget my grandmother's “cat head” buttermilk biscuits. I would sit at her Formica kitchen table, with my legs swinging back and forth in an almost therapeutic rhythm while I savored every soft, buttery bite. Of course, it would be untoward for any true Southern biscuit to be seen in public without at least a modest dressing, so there would always be a can of sorghum syrup and a jar of Tupelo honey in the center of the table. Although I loved sorghum syrup, there was something special about mixing a little room temperature butter with that sweet Tupelo honey and then “sopping” the mixture up with a warm biscuit. Although Granny's biscuit recipe can never be duplicated (and god knows, many have tried) I recently was able to relive that biscuit, butter and honey moment at the beloved Asheville, NC restaurant, Tupelo Honey. Biscuits were brought to the table as soon as we were seated and I immediately went into action. They were lightly crisp on the bottom, warm and pillowy in the center and had a hint of tanginess that you only get with a real buttermilk biscuit. It's hard to find a good biscuit and these are very, very good biscuits. The good news, my fellow Chattanoogans, is that you don't have to drive to strange and unknown lands like Asheville or Knoxville to have your own Tupelo Honey biscuit bonanza. On September 16, Tupelo Honey will be opening its newest location in Warehouse Row downtown. I normally don't get terribly excited about the opening of a multi-location restaurant in Chattanooga, because their investment in the community is usually limited to begrudgingly paying their lease and taxes. Tupelo Honey, however, is an exception. As of this writing, and before the first plate of Brian's Shrimp and Goat Cheese Grits have been served, Tupelo Honey has formed partnerships with local growers and suppliers through Gaining Ground, has become

a sponsor of the Chattanooga Mobile Market, teamed with HCDE for “Chef Nights” to demonstrate healthy cooking and eating to students and parents, and is an active participant in the “Chef's Move to Schools” program to help stem childhood obesity. They are serious about community involvement and work hard to localize each location, from the décor to the suppliers—and the menu. For example, the Chattanooga store will offer specialty drinks found only here and will use ingredients unique to Chattanooga, such as a Benton's Bacon and Chattanooga Whiskey Manhattan and a Chattanooga Whiskey Mint Julip, as well as a selection of locally brewed beers. Although there may be some minor differences, Chef Brian Sonoskus assured me that all of my favorite Tupelo Honey dishes will be on the Chattanooga, including the Not Your Mama's Meatloaf. This loaf of beefy goodness is made with grass-fed beef blended with bacon, then topped with rosemary, tomato and shallot gravy. Along with Chef Sonoskus's elevated versions of Southern comfort food, the menu offers stunning seafood dishes like the Chorizo Sea Scallops with Basil Cream sauce, a prime rib and beef short rib blend burger, rich soups, crisp salads, gluten-free options, and plenty of choices for vegetarians too. Breakfast is served all day which means you can have bacon on demand . . . all day. Sure, they have omelets, breakfast pie, and even their signature Sweet Potato Pancakes, but I am especially jonesing for their Prime Time Breakfast Biscuit. This behemoth takes tender prime rib, caramelized onions, pimento cheese and an egg cooked omelet style and tucks them all inside one of those Ginormous Buttermilk Biscuits. You can, of course, eat some granola with vanilla soy milk while I sit—silently suspicious of anyone that can eat granola when bacon is available—savoring my biscuits, butter and Tupelo honey.


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VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): This is a good time to free yourself from a curse that an immature soul placed on you once upon a time. I’m not talking about a literal spell cast by a master of the dark arts. Rather, I’m referring to an abusive accusation that was heaped on you, perhaps inadvertently, by a careless person whose own pain made them stupid. As I evaluate the astrological omens, I conclude that you now have the power to dissolve this curse all by yourself. You don’t need a wizard or a witch to handle it for you. Follow your intuition for clues on how to proceed. Here’s a suggestion to stimulate your imagination: Visualize the curse as a dark purple rose. See yourself hurling it into a vat of molten gold. LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): The current chapter of your life story may not be quite as epic as I think it is, so my advice may sound melodramatic. Still, what I’m going to tell you is something we all need to hear from time to time. And I’m pretty sure this is one of those moments for you. It comes from writer Charles Bukowski: “Nobody can save you but yourself. You will be put again and again into nearly impossible situations. They will attempt again and again through subterfuge, guise, and force to make you submit, quit and/or die quietly inside. But don’t, don’t, don’t. It’s a war not easily won, but if anything is worth winning then this is it. Nobody can save you but yourself, and you’re worth saving.” SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21): The cosmos hereby grants you poetic license to be brazen in your craving for the best and brightest experiences …to be uninhibited in feeding your obsessions and making them work for you…to be shameless as you pursue exactly and only what you really, really want more than anything else. This is a limited time offer, although it may be extended if you pounce eagerly and take full advantage. For best results, suspend your pursuit of trivial wishes and purge yourself of your bitchy complaints about life. SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): At the last minute, Elsa Oliver impulsively canceled her vacation to New York. She had a hunch that something exciting would happen if instead she stayed at her home in

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rob brezsny stream of smoke. But for you right now, Aquarius, the truth is the latter. You must have a high tolerance for ambiguity as you cultivate your relationship with it. It’s more likely to reveal its secrets if you maintain a flexible and cagey frame of mind.

England. A few hours later, she got a message inviting her to be a contestant on the UK television show Who Wants To Be a Millionaire? In the days and weeks that followed, she won the equivalent of $100,000. I’m not predicting anything quite as dramatic for you, Sagittarius. But I do suspect that good luck is lurking in unexpected places, and to gather it in you may have to trust your intuition, stay alert for late-breaking shifts in fate, and be willing to alter your plans. CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): “The only thing standing between you and your goal,” writes American author Jordan Belfort, “is the bullshit story you keep telling yourself as to why you can’t achieve it.” I don’t entirely agree with that idea. There may be other obstacles over which you have little control. But the bullshit story is often more than half the problem. So that’s the bad news, Capricorn. The good news is that right now is a magic moment in your destiny when you have more power than usual to free yourself of your own personal bullshit story. AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): Is the truth a clear, bright, shiny treasure, like a big diamond glittering in the sunlight? Does it have an objective existence that’s independent of our feelings about it? Or is the truth a fuzzy, convoluted thing that resembles a stream of smoke snaking through an underground cavern? Does it have a different meaning for every mind that seeks to grasp it? The answer, of course, is: both. Sometimes the truth is a glittering diamond and at other times it’s a

PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20): It’s a good time to indulge in wide-open, high-flying, anything-goes fantasies about love —IF, that is…IF you also do something practical to help those fantasies come true. So I encourage you to dream about revolutionizing your relationship with romance and intimacy—as long as you also make specific adjustments in your own attitudes and behavior that will make the revolution more likely. Two more tips: 1. Free yourself from dogmatic beliefs you might have about love’s possibilities. 2. Work to increase your capacity for lusty trust and trusty lust. ARIES (March 21-April 19): “A good story should make you laugh, and a moment later break your heart,” wrote Chuck Palahniuk in his book Stranger Than Fiction. From what I can tell, Aries, the sequence is the reverse for you. In your story, the disruption has already happened. Next comes the part where you laugh. It may be a sardonic chuckle at first, as you become aware of the illusions you had been under before the jolt exposed them. Eventually I expect you will be giggling and gleeful, eternally grateful for the tricky luck that freed you to pursue a more complete version of your fondest dream. TAURUS (April 20-May 20): Taurus musician David Byrne was asked by an interviewer to compose a sevenword autobiography. In response, he came up with ten words: “unfinished, unprocessed, uncertain, unknown, unadorned, underarms, underpants, unfrozen, unsettled, unfussy.” The coming days would be an excellent time for you to carry out similar assignments. I’d love to see you express the essential truth about yourself in bold and playful ways. I will also be happy if you make it clear that even though you’re a work-in-progress, you have a succinct understanding of what you need and who you are becoming.

GEMINI (May 21-June 20): The French word sillage means “wake,” like the trail created behind a boat as it zips through water. In English, it refers to the fragrance that remains in the air after a person wearing perfume or cologne passes by. For our purposes, we will expand the definition to include any influences and impressions left behind by a powerful presence who has exited the scene. In my astrological opinion, Gemini, sillage is a key theme for you to monitor in the coming days. Be alert for it. Study it. It will be a source of information that helps you make good decisions. CANCER (June 21-July 22): “Cataglottism” is a rarely used English word that has the same meaning as French kissing—engaging in liberal use of the tongue as you make out. But I don’t recommend that you incorporate such an inelegant, guttural term into your vocabulary. Imagine yourself thinking, while in the midst of French kissing, that what you’re doing is “cataglottism.” Your pleasure would probably be diminished. This truth applies in a broader sense, too. The language you use to frame your experience has a dramatic impact on how it all unfolds. The coming week will be an excellent time to experiment with this principle. See if you can increase your levels of joy and grace by describing what’s happening to you with beautiful and positive words. LEO (July 23-Aug. 22): This is Correct Your First Impressions Week. It’s a perfect time for you to reevaluate any of your beliefs that are based on mistaken facts or superficial perceptions. Are you open to the possibility that you might have jumped to unwarranted conclusions? Are you willing to question certainties that hardened in you after just a brief exposure to complicated processes? During Correct Your First Impressions Week, humble examination of your fixed prejudices is one of the greatest gifts you can give yourself. P.S. This is a good time to re-connect with a person you have unjustly judged as unworthy of you. Homework: What’s the part of yourself that is least evolved and needs most transformation? Testify at

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“O-E-O”--changing of the guard. Across 1 Super guy? 6 Nigeria’s capital since 1991 11 On the double 14 Adjust to fit 15 “What’s Happening!!” role 16 Galena, for one 17 Following the “Whip It” band closely? 19 Put down the first card 20 Bar selections 21 Bumped into 22 Game played “with my little eye” 24 Fellas 25 Blogger Wheaton of interest to geeks everywhere 26 Where cats get chased 29 Film studio site 30 Fidel cohort 31 This, in Tijuana 32 Punk gymnast popular in the 1980s? 35 Telenovelas, in English 37 Joint owners’ pronoun 38 Slot machine spinners 39 Hero with a black

mask and a big chin? 42 Fisher of “Arrested Development” 43 Choose 44 Creator of M and Q 45 Manager’s lists 47 Obama’s mother ___ Dunham 48 Breakfast drinks, briefly 51 Like grapefruit juice 52 Award bestowed by Queen Eliz. 53 Thought 54 Norm on a golf course 56 What haters of Miley’s August spectacle wanted from the media? 59 Compadre 60 Arctic dweller 61 Remains neutral? 62 1980s “truly outrageous” cartoon 63 “Melrose Place” actor Rob 64 Shannon formerly of “SNL” Down 1 Bordello big shot

2 “21” singer 3 Baltimore player 4 Wall St. events 5 Mel with 1,860 RBI 6 “The Little Mermaid” role 7 Orion feature 8 Mentalist Geller 9 Gin flavoring 10 Nervous state 11 Tennis racket string material 12 “Forgot About ___” (2000 single featuring Eminem) 13 End-of-proof abbr. 18 “Jaws” resort 23 11- or 12-year-old 25 What things could always be 26 Spock crewmate 27 Alex who starred in 2007’s “The Water Horse” (anagram of LEET) 28 Opposite of “avec” 29 Rio de ___ (Buenos Aires’ river) 30 Word after food or kangaroo

32 Powerful whirlpool 33 Plays over and over 34 Keyboard instrument 35 “___ It Up” (Bob Marley) 36 Very, melodramatically 40 TV host Graham and boxer Ken, for two 41 Bay Area football player, for short 46 “Journey to ___” (“Sesame Street” feature) 47 Aids a criminal 48 “Island of the Blue Dolphins” author Scott 49 Singer whose surname is Kilcher 50 Unwilling to be talked down to 52 Boo-boo 53 ___-European languages 54 Brown bag staple, informally 55 “Chances ___” 57 Boy king of Egypt 58 Sister of Khloe and Kourtney

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Dreams of Insomnia I had a nightmare that wasn't scary...just empty. Void. That was the nightmare. I looked into the eyes of a picture beside my bed and saw through them for thousands, millions, billions of miles, and I saw nothing. Darkness, but not dark; it was nothing. Empty. It was cool, with a hint of breeze but no sound, and were there a sound I knew there'd be no echo, just... emptiness. Not a nightmare—but not a dream. The light is out in those eyes, and neither of us can see anymore. Or perhaps we never could? I hate dreams. But those eyes in the picture were so very bright in life. I don't understand the darkness now. High beams on a highway cresting a hill that never ends, never able to meet a surface upon which they could reflect back to make sense for your eyes. Your brain reels, waiting on input that never comes, and the frustration translates into adrenalin that has nowhere to flow. Your body attempts to shake, to jerk with the bustling energy, but it cannot, because there is no body, there is no adrenalin, no veins. You are simply not…there. I look up into a sky that doesn’t exist from a ground I cannot feel. I would drift, but there is no point

from which to do so, no tether to reality from which to make any such distinction. Is this all there is? Is this what I have to look forward to, where I came from, or where I shall be? It is horrible, to be nothing. To be Void. The torture, perhaps, is based in memories—of light, warmth, earth, moisture—of scenery, of places—of the passage of time itself. For in the dream it, too, is gone, paused, with not so much as a freeze-frame to look at, only a dead screen in a dead world where there is neither hope of repair nor the use for such. I pray for the sound of footsteps, for the sound of rustling leaves, for the crunching of dirt under the footsteps of the owner of those eyes in the picture, for the sound of a smile on the lips of my focus, because everything makes a sound after all, however

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slight. The stretching of skin, the bending of capillaries, the rerouting of blood for both…something can hear it. I feel certain I could now, because in dreams, ears are but a bow on a package, frosting on a cake, an accessory, a novelty. But there is no delivery here, no party, no recipient; just the consciousness of one man in a sea of nothingness, greeted by not so much as the creaking of metal from the hold of a ship, or the crashing of waves onto distant sand or rocks, or wind striking trees or stones or land—only the sound of nothing, where something once existed in abundance. I close eyes that don’t exist with sound that isn’t there and try to shut it out…but the gesture is moot. I drift. …And eventually I awake, holding a wristwatch in my sweaty right hand. A Seiko kinetic, stainless steel with gold attributes, its second hand motionless because its owner does not exist to wind it, the calendar beyond out of date for the same reason. The metal is cool, and the flexion of the metal links brings comfort as they conform around the rigor my fingers have become, pressing them as if they wish for the metal to become my flesh, to become one as my thumb and forefinger work to

That’s what it is to be a son. The shadow cast is long and one you want to bask in, in this life and the next. But time gets in the way

push them into my skin over and over. And despite the darkness of the hour, light floods into my eyes from all directions from tiny sources. Alarm clocks, charging cell phones, appliance clocks— anything is more in comparison to the void I just experienced, and as my thoughts come back to me, I realize what I’m holding: my father’s watch. I glance at the framed picture next to me and reach out to face it down to shut this nightmare (dream) off, but I get as far as grasping it when instead of flipping it down, I find my thumb running circles around the face of the picture, unable to let go, and I know then that sleep shall not be an option again for several hours (days?). I’ve seen so much death, and done so much to avoid it…but to see my father again? It can’t be soon enough, Old Man. I’ve got work to do still, but keep the coffee hot for me until I can see you once more. Parts of me won’t smile until I do. That’s what it is to be a son. The shadow cast is long and one you want to bask in, in this life and the next. But time gets in the way. Here’s to the spaces in between. …And dealing with that void until then.

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