For those unsatisfied with Chris Packham's visual aids, we present Scott Spychalski's photos from the Dandy Warhols concert this weekend in Lawrence. Click below to view the slideshow.
By OWEN MORRIS
"Foods to eat before you die" has become a popular Internet meme. Two of our sister blogs Fork in The Road from Village Voice and Eating our Words from Houston Press put their own spin on it, so I have decided to do the same for Kansas City. This list is my own and purely subjective. I chose what I did for a variety of different reasons. If you don't like it, send me your own list or put one in the comments. I'm counting backwards and today is my Number 10 Kansas City food to eat before I die.
Number 10: Lamar's Cinnamon Twist
This listing is based purely on nostalgia but hey, that's a big part of what food is about. I am just old enough to remember driving to the inner city with dad in our (even then) old Volvo station wagon. Driving to the city meant that my dad was going either to a junkyard or to get some food. The junkyards I never cared much for, but the food always excited me. And nowhere moreso than LaMar's Doughnuts.
While LaMar's is now a franchise with many locations in various states (its headquarters are sadly no longer in Kansas City but in Lincoln, Nebraska) at the time there was only the one store and even as a four- or five-year-old I could tell it wasn't very nice aesthetically. Fortunately, I was too young to know anything of cleanliness. Not that any of that mattered anyways.
Stars and Bell X1
September 26, 2008
Better Than: sitting at home on a Friday night watching the presidential debates
By GAVIN SNIDER
Click to view our slideshow.
It was couples' night Friday at the Granada, kids standing arm in arm on the dingy floor, holding hands and talking in quiet anticipation. Parents sat at tables toward the back of the bar, happy for a show that would end before their bedtime. When the lights went down and Stars took the stage, there was none of the usual jockeying for position. Maybe it was the floral arrangements that dotted the amps and the drum kit, maybe it was that early start time, but clearly there was something soothing in the air.
Stars are emo in the best sense of the word, playing well-crafted pop songs that explore two themes: death and fucking. Their most recent full-length In Our Bedroom After the War, while not quite successful as a concept album, is marked by big, beautiful songs that are never short on drama. About half the night’s set came from that album, which revolves around a vague plot line of a war, a revolution, and the morning after it all. With all this talk of revolution and barricades, the songs played like a poor man’s Les Miserables. Amy Millan sang Fantine to Torquil Campbell’s Jean Valjean, while the other four band members recreated the orchestra with lush keyboards, well placed guitar lines, and real and electronic drums.
More after the jump.
By ANDY VIHSTADT
By OWEN MORRIS
I once asked a very good bartender what his secret was and he said it was knowing that only half a bartender's job is about making drinks, the other half is about service. That's the main theme in this post about local bars' service. (KC Beer Blog)
Thank our eBay culture for this but on Saturday this week, there will be an auction of rare trees in France. The French got us to pay for drinking water so I guess I shouldn't be surprised they'll be able to get $30,000 or more for a tree. (The Economist)
I like the Swedes' idea of an auction better. They're selling something useful like whiskey at their auction. I'd need a couple of shots if I just paid $5,000 for a bottle. (The Local)
You know who is not in a recession right now? Packaged food makers. The less people eat out, the more people buy their products and right now, they're making money almost as fast as the Keebler Elves make delicious cookies. (BusinessWeek)
By CHRIS PACKHAM
It was probably during hour 36 of my three-day marathon viewing of all the DVD season sets of 1980s vagcom Designing Women that I realized how good women have been to me over the years. Maybe it was smart, sassy Julia Sugarbaker's tough but tender liberal moralism, or Mary Jo Shively's super-sexxxy pragmatism, but I realized that, unlike me, women are unlikely to think that posting filth on the Internet constitutes a reasonable way of making $1 million. The subsequent remodeling of the front of my house to look like the set of Sugarbaker Designs didn't go so well, given my limited budget, although the walls above the cat litter boxes definitely needed a coat of paint.
There was a big debate on Friday, which I didn't watch because I was working. What with the approaching economic Armageddon during which all the hedge fund managers will be raptured up to heaven — assuming your idea of heaven is bankruptcy and weekly visits to the unemployment office — this is no time to be sitting at home on a Friday night watching presidential candidates. Instead, I rolled up my sleeves and sharpened some pencils and went to a rock concert in Lawrence, producing this review for the Wayward Blog.
After the jump, some news links for the ladies. Which look exactly like news links for men, only with much less body hair. Click here or on the Vandana Shiva Endowed Chair in Transnational Feminism and Trapper John, M.D. star Gregory Harrison:
By CHRIS PACKHAM
Irony-core rock combo The Dandy Warhols, named for beloved and influential mid-20th century pop artist Grandma Moses, played at Lawrence's magnificent and terrifying Liberty Hall Friday night until the stroke of curfew. After the jump, a review of that concert. Click here or on precious national treasure Grandma Moses:
By DAVID MARTIN
Robert Heacock, third from left, and Mayor Don Reimal, fourth from left, break ground.
The city of Independence broke ground earlier this month on a 5,800-seat events center. J.E. Dunn Construction, the metro's largest contractor, is building the $55-million facility on a no-bid contract.
In the original plan, Global Entertainment Corp. of Phoenix was going to build and operate the arena, which aspires to host a Central Hockey League team. Global's declining financial position -- its stock trades at about a quarter of the price it did two years ago -- led the city to take a direct role in the design and construction phase. (Global Entertainment will still manage the building.)
Though the city assumed contractual control, it didn't follow its regular procurement procedures. The city council approved the Dunn contract without a formally requesting bids.
By PETER RUGG
For the second time this year, a soldier stationed at Fort Riley has filed a federal suit over the military’s religious practices.
Today, Spc. Dustin Chalker filed the suit today, in conjunction with the Military Religious Freedom Foundation. According to the suit, he was forced to attend three events in the past two years that featured prayers by the battalion chaplain. Chalker claims he was denied exemption from these events, stating that he was not religious. The suit names Secretary of Defense Robert Gates as defendant.
By Alan Scherstuhl
Much of what critics have said about Miracle at St. Anna is true. Spike Lee's two-and-a-half-hour drama about four African-American soldiers stranded behind enemy lines in World War II Italy is too long. At its undisciplined worst, it feels like someone crammed half a dozen scripts into a wood chipper set on overdrive.
What a two-star review such as that by Kansas City Star critic Robert Butler fails to convey: corny and bloated as it is, the bad stuff isn't that bad, and the good stuff is thrilling in ways that only a Spike Lee movie would dare. It's not a perfect movie, but it is a moving and important one.
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