I just came across this news flash on the AJC's AccessAtlanta.com:
Black Lips release first CD, perform live on Sept. 11
Published on: 08/31/2007
Atlanta's rip-snortin' psych garage quartet the Black Lips will be releasing their Vice Records studio-recorded debut disc, "Good Bad, Not Evil," on Tuesday, Sept. 11.
That's odd. Last I checked, the Black Lips had released three other studio-recorded albums: a self-titled one put out by Bomp! in 2001; We Did Not Know the Forest Spirit Made the Flowers Grow, also released by Bomp! in 2004; and Let It Bloom, from In the Red in 2005.
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Almost lost in my shuffling through all the two-year-anniversary coverage of Hurricane Katrina was this interesting feature in New Orleansâ Times-Picayune about Glenn Allen, an evacuee minister who decided to stay in Atlanta and start up his own church in the area.
Of course thereâs the usual examples of homesickness and the contrasting lifestyles in the two cities. Hereâs one of my favorites:
To heighten the contrast, as New Orleans struggles to repopulate, Atlanta recently has passed the 5 million mark with its metro-area population. Much of the increase owes to the constant influx of transplants.
âNo one is really from here,â Allen says.
The benefit that derives from that is the stimulation of diversity.
âYou have all these different cultures â Latinos, Jamaicans, Nigerians,â he says.
But there is a downside as well: a diluted sense of place. At Thanksgiving last year, Allen and his wife, Carla, entertained 40 of their parishioners in their home â all people who were spending the holidays away from their families. At Christmas, there were even more.
And while he has plenty of genial new friends, he says itâs not the same.
âWeâre surrounded by good people, but theyâre all new people. Iâm used to knowing someone for 20 or 30 years,â he says.
âItâs strange to be brand new. You donât know who to trust; you donât know what peopleâs true intentions are. Itâs harder to read people when youâre out of your culture.â
After only one term in office, state Rep. Martin Scott, R-Rossville, has already carved out a reputation as a zygote's best friend. This spring, when he wasn't backing bills to outlaw abortion, Scott was earning a coveted Golden Sleaze award by proposing a constitutional amendment to redefine the word "person" to include "unborn children at every state of development, including fertilization."
Just last week, Scott wrapped up an 11-day, 17-city bus junket around Georgia charmingly called the "Let Them Live" tour (which would have made an interesting double bill with Metallica's 1983 "Kill 'em All" tour).
Sponsored by, you guessed it, Georgia Right to Life, Scott's tour involved visiting churches, meeting halls and restaurants to preach his vision of "preserving life within the womb."
Scott's pro-life interests don't, however, seem to extend outside the womb. This is a guy who loves him some death penalty, having voted for a nutty House bill to allow convicted murderers to be put to death on the say-so of a nonunanimous jury. Scott also has backed almost every pro-gun bill of the past two years, including failed legislation to allow diners to pack heat in downtown restaurants and to protect the dubious right of workers to keep firearms stashed in their vehicles while parked on company property.
In his own way, perhaps Scott is simply the pro-life version of Will Rogers: "I never met a fetus I didn't like."
In April, I interviewed a Clayton County assistant solicitor about the ins and outs of sex-crime enforcement at Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport.
How does the law distinguish between âlewd exposureâ of sexual organs and the utilitarian exposure of sexual organs required for successful use of a toilet?
She wouldnât say.
Is bigger better when it comes to adult entertainment? The Atlanta-based Galardi adult-entertainment empire seems to be betting it is. The company, which already operates four local strip clubs, is planning to open its biggest yet this fall, bringing some Sin City sizzle to the Southside.
At about 22,000 square feet, the planned Pink Pony South will be more than twice as large as the companyâs popular flagship strip club off Buford Highway in west DeKalb. But the new club will also be more upscale than most of its local competition, according to Galardi executive Michael Kapp, with a âfloating sushi barâ suspended by wires over the main dance stage. Patrons can get their sashimi by walking across a catwalk 25 feet above the floor. The club will boast 18 VIP rooms, a number of large flat-screen TVs and a mezzanine level. The complex will even have a steakhouse, called Fire & Ice, with a separate entrance from the club.
âIt will offer adult entertainment in a nightclub atmosphere,â says Kapp, who adds that, like other Galardi clubs, Pink Pony South will feature a rotation of ânameâ strippers and porn stars from the nude-dancing circuit.
Apart from the original Pony and the non-nude Club 112 in Midtown, Galardi owns the Goldrush in East Point, Onyx on Cheshire Bridge Road and Crazyhorse in Forest Park. Pink Pony South will also be located just inside Forest Park, about a mile from the state farmer's market -- and a garter's throw from Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport, meaning the club is banking on strong business from conventioneers and travelers.
What's the definition of "slow news week"?
The arrest of singer El DeBarge is the second most popular news story at AJC.com.
I wonder who's holding Donna now?
Dominique Gordon stands next to Pleasantdale Road in Tucker advertising pizza specials with a large poster board. The 18-year-old took the first job he could find after moving from Milwaukee three weeks ago. He makes $7 per hour.
âTo turn my life around,â he replies when asked why he moved here.
For four hours every day, he holds a sign promoting $5 pizzas. âReally, all we have to do is keep the sign moving,â he says.
Gordon listens to rap on his MP3 player while working. â[The music helps with] ignoring the heat and keeping me focused,â he says.
Passers-by sometimes give him the finger. Some stop and give him cold drinks. He says people will even drive by and shout, âI know itâs hot; you need a cold beer?â
Dominique says heâs looking for a better job. âSomething inside at least.â
(Photo by Andisheh Nouraee)
(Photo by David Lee Simmons)
A year ago this time, CL presented coverage of the first anniversary of Hurricane Katrina, in which I contributed an essay about my move to Atlanta after spending six months in New Orleans after the storm. I also supplied some names of other folks who had moved here, mainly evacuees who stayed, including some friends of mine.
The status of my friends might be microcosmic of New Orleanians as a whole. Three of us have decided to stay in Atlanta, impressed by professional opportunities here. Three decided to return home, while another capitalized on a professional opportunity here to move onward to New York City. And yet another one is still torn between both New Orleans and Atlanta.
In some ways, we all have been, over the past two years, torn between remaining in the city to stay and fight the good fight, others knowing they need to move on with their lives or that living in New Orleans is just too tough an existence. I remember a phone conversation the other night with an old friend in New Orleans, one of those die-hard types who, like me, was gung-ho in coming back from the evacuation, ready to rebuild. His voice on the phone was shaky now. âI just donât know if I can take it much longer,â he sighed. âThe crime, the lack of progress â¦ itâs just so frustrating.â And this from a guy who really was making a difference.
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