Aug 252010

Brown Sugar: A Devine Intervention and Disco Damie Production, much like Lexington’s hip hop scene, has kept its wings tucked neatly beneath the radar for most of its existence.

The event is hosted by Cass Dwyer and Devine Carama at Al’s Bar every month.  It serves as both a venue for bringing local hip hop artists above ground and a way to draw outsiders into the circle.

“There wasn’t really a monthly event for all of us to get together and celebrate hip hop as well as let new artists introduce themselves to the Kentucky audience,” said Dwyer.

The latest installment of Brown Sugar took place last Saturday, August 21, and featured the local-based lineup of Devine Carama, Kae State, Scoupe and Kuntry Noiz, plus guest DJ WarrenPeace.  The next is only a month away, so be on the lookout.

For more information about the show and other Disco Damie and Devine Carama events, go to to

Aug 252010

Out on the streets, that’s where we’ll meet

By Captain Comannokers
NoC Transportation Czar

Back to school means back to some cycling basics. Specifically, do NOT ride in the wrong direction in a bike lane. On a recent ride down Euclid Avenue, the proof was on the pavement.

A cyclist had just been to Kroger and was riding west on Euclid back toward campus – unfortunately, in the wrong bike lane. This happens a lot on Euclid. Folks pick up a couple of things from Kroger and instead of waiting and making a left hand turn to get in the proper bike lane, they unwisely choose the improper bike lane.

This particular cyclist was hit by a car pulling out of 5/3 Bank near Park Avenue – crash, boom, bang – and the freshly purchased eggs were splattered on the Euclid Avenue asphalt.

Officer Howard Florence, who patrols Lexington streets on bike, chimed in on the situation. “I’ve seen that happen too many times. Most people ride the wrong way because it’s a bit quicker or easier for them at that moment. Maybe their street is a block away or traffic was heavy and they were too impatient to cross. That’s just human nature sometimes.”

If this is your human nature, do not follow it: it is trying to get you seriously injured. Time to trade in your human nature for a dose of common sense.

“Pointing out how things can go really bad seems to get the idea across,” Florence said. “I don’t just tell someone they’re in the wrong lane. I’ll take a moment and explain that when you go the wrong way, cars aren’t looking for you.”

Euclid has landmines everywhere – side streets, businesses, heavy pedestrian traffic. It’s a tough enough street to ride even with bike lanes. So, keep the Evil Knievel stunts at the skate park or on the cul-de-sac in your comfy neighborhood.

In addition, when students return Euclid is one of the epicenters of the city. Can traffic get heavy on it? Yep. Is it easy to get impatient when travelling on it? Yep. But those are not reasons to improvise your navigation of it. If you do improvise, your eggs (or brains) could wind up on the street, too.

Luckily, this young man seemed to have only scrapes, but another situation was unfolding. The driver was obviously shaken from just hitting someone. He didn’t want to call the police and offered to help pay for the damage to the bike and the lost groceries.

First, it was not the driver’s fault. He owed this cyclist nothing.

Second, Officer Florence explains why it is important to have the police on the scene after an accident.

“If there is more than $1,000 damage or if someone is injured, a police report is required by law. If you decide to make a claim on someone’s insurance, they almost always require a report so you would have to call us anyway.”

“Often in these situations a person may not realize that they are injured until a day or two later. The hospital is required by law to contact the police. It’s difficult to take a report that far after the incident. Too many people just exchange information and, at first, say they will work it out between themselves only to have one of the parties not follow through. Someone then wants a report, but any possible evidence or witnesses are gone,” Florence said.

To borrow from chicken riddle lore – Why did the cyclists cross the road? To get to the other side (where they will ride in the correct bike lane, save their lives and get their eggs home safe and sound).

Illustrations by Noah Adler

Get on or email the Captain at to continue the discussion. Ask questions. Voice frustrations as a pedestrian, cyclist or driver. Let’s work though our differences in sharing the road. Captain Comannokers over and out.

Aug 122010

By Danny Mayer

Fancy Farm, KY

It takes a worried man

To sing a worried song.

—Woody Guthrie

In my notebook, this line starred, maybe 2 pages into the notes covering my trip to Fancy Farm, Kentucky, to attend the state’s symbolic beginning to the political season. Part nineteenth century stump speechifying, part political family reunion, part local civic celebration day, and part picnic, Fancy Farm is really a political carnival, inflected with the usual particular Kentucky seasonings: dull suburban white jokes spoken in thick accents, barbecue, no cussin’, no alcohol. Plenty of religion, plenty of outlandish costumes.

I remember the scene quite well. Standing at the edge of the shade, facing an empty podium, leaning against a bamboo stick freshly sliced the day before from a friend in Southland who, when I informed him that I planned to use the bamboo at Fancy Farm to fight fascism, responded, “Right on….I’m glad to help.” A whirlwhind 24 hours later and standing next to me, fuzzy in the strange halflight of my prescription shades, Martin Mudd is singing along to the strong bluegrass band toiling away on the far side of the stage from us. “It takes a worried man,” Mudd continues along, “to sing a worried song.” Continue reading »

Aug 112010

Misadventures in the city

By Beth Connors-Manke

I went looking for the goat man on what may prove to have been the hottest day of the summer. Halfway up my street, I realized the potential folly of my plan. Waves and waves of heat were rippling from the sidewalk. It was almost too hot for humans, so who would walk their pet goat on a day like today? I didn’t even know if goats could survive in urban heat like this. The more I walked and the sweatier I got, I realized that I probably didn’t know what a goat really looked liked. I had images from some book from childhood, but that was about it. On top of my utter lack of goat knowledge, I didn’t have any strong leads on the goat man.

Rumors had been circulating that there was a man on the north side who had a pet goat. That was my most solid piece of information. Some suggested that he only spoke Spanish; others conjectured that his goat had been stolen for a while, but that goat man had recovered his beloved pet. Several reports said he walked the goat with a rope leash. I figured my best shot was to start walking around and asking people if they’d seen the fabled man who walks a goat. Continue reading »

Aug 112010

Major League responses to SB 1070

by Troy Lyle

Arizona Senate Bill (SB) 1070 was created with but one goal in mind, to undermine the civil rights of Latinos in Arizona. The odious and controversial bill has been called a witch hunt, “the hate bill,” and racist to name a few. In effect it provides blind provisions by which Arizona police can approach, detain, report and in some instances imprison illegal immigrants—men, women and children of color—based on nothing more than suspicion of false status.

The bill is far more convoluted than my above description, though in general it must be said that it falls prey to man’s weakest sense, that of sight, and uses it to justify a chain of discriminatory acts. Latinos are brown, they speak another language, therefore they are different, subject to things those of us who are not brown would never allow to happen to us. Continue reading »

Aug 112010

By Megan Neff

Bethany Cosentino has effectively traded in her psych-drone robes after leaving Pocahaunted.  Since 2009, she and bandmate Bobb Bruno have released a slew of breezy summer singles on various labels under the Best Coast moniker.   The full length release on the Mexican Summer imprint finds a couple of those old tunes sporting some (kinda) hi-fi spitshine, plus 11 new tracks that easily live up to all the hype.

The sunshine state duo blend girl group harmonies and surf rock with what’s good about modern indie pop.  While they might be keeping time with a fad for beachy throwback music, they do it so well you can’t help but like it.  The songs are playfully nostalgic, relentlessly upbeat and never more than a short-but-sweet three minutes. Continue reading »

Aug 112010

Friday, August 13

Delilah Why

Cheapside Bar & Grill, 10:00 P.M. 21+.

Nashville’s three-piece southern rock outfit Delilah Why warms my heart, because I am a southern man who adores the early Black Crowes,who won’t turn off a Skynryd song when it comes on the radio, and who is pretty damn sure the Faces were a better British blues band than the Stones. That last point is controversial, but if you share at least one of the above attributes, don’t miss this gig. They’re know what they’re doing. —Keith Halladay

Saturday, August 14

The Hot Seats

Al’s Bar, 9:00 P.M. All ages.

Why, just the other day I was returning from Hanson’s Drug, fresh
from bolting down an ice-cold sarsaparilla and full with sugar and gaiety,
when I thought I’d look in on the old boys at the club. After some jokes
and tomfoolery a friend burst in with a bottle of corn liquor, another fella
withdrew a banjo from who-knows-where, and the ensuing racket was just
about the most perfect song I’d heard in my young life. —Buck Edwards Continue reading »

Aug 112010

By Keith Halladay

In the hard rock genre, those singers who happen to be women tend to choose vocal styles that fall into one of two categories: the bad-girl snarl and the earnest, love-besotted belt.

One immediately thinks of Cherie Currie with the Runaways or of Lita Ford and Joan Jett, both in that band and in their solo careers, as classic examples of the first approach; their voices were of the sort that seemed to announce to the world, “yes, we’re available, but you’d better be as tough as we are if you want a chance.” Later practitioners of the style include Donita Sparks with L7 and Courtney Love with Hole, who each have undeniable appeal, but the expressive range of the bad-girl snarl is limited. Continue reading »

Aug 112010

Out on the streets, that’s where we’ll meet

By Captain Comannokers

NoC Transportation Czar

Despite the growing support for alternative transportation in Lexington, we are not suddenly going to find ourselves in a Norman Rockwellesque utopia where everyone waves, tips their caps, and rings their bicycle bells. It’s a nice idea, but the reality is that sharing the road can be a frustrating, tricky, and dangerous proposition.

The simple goal of this column is to create dialogue between everyone who shares the road. I invite you, as a pedestrian, cyclist, or motorist, to send in specific concerns related to the flow of traffic or laws of the road. If you’ve given a hand gesture or were forced to yell a curse word or two because of a traffic predicament, let me know—let’s see if we can clear the air on what went down. In turn, hopefully readers will learn something they didn’t know and take the corrective measure next time they’re out and about. Continue reading »

Aug 112010

Shootin’ n snaggin’ with the Frugal Fisherman

Over the last few months I’ve written about everything from worm beds and pond fishing to various bait and tackle. During this time my approach to fishing has changed. Where I used to understand fishing as a mere sport, I’ve grown to value it more of a means of subsistence.

An avid gardener in search of increasingly sustainable means of food production, somewhere in the past year I decided I’d turn my hobby into a way of utilizing fish as an excellent source of protein. My plan was, and is, to stock my freezer with as much fish as I can catch, clean and freeze over the next few months, thereby increasingly removing myself from the industrial food grid, all while eating better food and saving a few pennies along the way. Continue reading »