The Whoring Twenties

The 1920s seem glamorous to 14-year-old girls lacking in American history. Case in point, young gals (including us, back in the day) who whore it up for Halloween, complete with garter belts and flapper gear. Now we’re thinking that if we were stuck in that decade, we’d be more like…

Christmas Formal

The holidays are a time for comforting surroundings and family. Since we made Faux Show Fridays at Glam our second home in 2007, we decided to spend some of our holiday cheer there on Friday, December 21, for its black-tie holiday party. (Click here for more photos.) It’s been more…

Current Shows, Exhibitions, and Installations

“The Contact Printers Guild” at 422 Gallery: Breaking off a relationship is a pretty rough gig. Some advice: Give it to them straight. Don’t muddle intentions with manipulation — only candor will bring clarity. The Contact Printers Guild would likely agree with this philosophy. The group of 17 photographers ditches…

Dirty Pretty Things

To remain attractive, personal hygiene is important. However, if your cleanliness creeps toward godliness and spills over into the realm of sterilization, it’s just not sexy. Anyone who’s obsessed with germ contamination is probably a lousy lay, so if you want to be good in the sack, you’ve got to…

Class City Rockers

You may be a pock on the rash of post-post-adolescent artist folks squatting in the downtown area, but that doesn’t mean you gotta spend your Saturday nights as the scrubby alterna-type that you are. So go on, swank it up a bit, but this time, don’t outsource your glitzy evening…

Won’t You Be My Neighbor?

The Arcadia neighborhood is known for stellar real estate and early mornings at La Grande Orange. So the nightlife is most likely to take place safely at home with a nice bottle of wine in a setting fit for a Pottery Barn catalog. But we had our suspicion that there…

Holiday Smear

Christmas cheer can be found in the oddest of places. We stumbled upon it in the midst of clothing and knick-knacks (most likely acquired from the dead) at Retro Redux’s Kitschy Christmas Party on Saturday, December 8. As with any vintage clothing and antique shop, the 7th Avenue store was…

Mixed Up

In his final exhibition for the Heard Museum, curator Joe Baker asked a group of artists to deconstruct their modern American identity, specifically, their mixed heritage. Baker is a mutt himself, as an enrolled member of the Delaware Tribe of Indians with Dutch and English lineage, and the 15 artists…

Current Shows, Exhibitions, and Installations

“Speechless” at Chiaroscuro Contemporary Art: Maybe it’s our monogamous nature, but people love to pair things up. Chips and salsa, peanut butter and chocolate, shoes and socks — these are pairs that make sense. But we may have difficulty understanding the connection of something seemingly random, like horses and flowers…

Smoothest Sounds in Town

When we heard about Yacht Rock Sundays, we just about had a heart attack from sheer joy. On Sunday, December 2, we boarded at the Ruby Room Lounge for an evening of smooth sounds — for our second time around — and will definitely make it for the third journey,…

Pass the Blowtorch

Shaq’s a has-been. Dwyane Wade’s a walking M.A.S.H. unit. That makes the Miami Heat easy pickin’s for Your Phoenix Suns, right? Well, that’s what we said about the Lakers before Kobe and company applied the blowtorch, and Miami’s just the kind of team the Suns seem to overlook. We’ll see…

Expletive Delighted

Living the single life is brutal, and since no one wants to resort to total slutdom, many spend endless evenings alone with a few cans of PBR and some perverted lurking on xtube. If you happen to be one of these poor unfortunates, check out Stay Fucked, a screw-you rock…

From Husk ’til Dawn

The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, right? We have to wonder if the same philosophy applies to politics. If the anti-immigration folks chose to chow down on some tasty tamales, not only would their stomachs stop grumbling, so would they. At the very least, they’d temporarily…

Girl’s Night In

Notice how your best gal pal broke the solemn sanctity of girls’ night and ditched you for the past couple of weekends? Either she’s laying the groundwork for a healthy social life when she dumps your sorry ass or she’s getting ready for late April, when she knows you’ll be…

Post-Turkey Papago

It took us a couple of days before we dragged our bloated bellies out in public after stuffing ourselves on Thanksgiving. Instead of hitting a hotspot with expectations of beautiful faces and flat tummies, we decided to hit a casual favorite, Papago Brewing Company in Scottsdale, on Saturday, November 24…

Wednesday Surprise

Maybe I’m just a sucker for scandal, but it wasn’t until the recent squabble over the Downtown Chandler Artwalk that I became jazzed to drive out there. The East Valley Art Guild used to be in charge of the monthly event, held on first Wednesdays but rubbed out by the…

Current exhibitions, shows, and installations

“A Century of Retablos” at the Phoenix Art Museum: If you happen to be a man, a little touch of gray may very well get you further in this world than plastic surgery. The physical evidence of age, survival, and experience demands respect from peers. The same rule can easily…

Fired Up

We wasteful Americans adore plastic. Cups, plates, and vessels don’t require cleanup after use — we can just pitch them and ignore the environmental ramifications. That makes breakables downright retro. It’s no wonder that ceramics has experienced a breath of new life as artists have adopted it as a legitimate…

Youth or Dare

There’s always at least one old dude with a hot young chick at the club, grossing everyone out as they suck face by the bar. But we shouldn’t judge too harshly, because we’ve all been tempted by youth before. Just think of your friend’s younger sister who, even as a…

Light Fixture

Just like those idiot moths and mosquitoes that get fried by bug zappers, we often succumb to the bright and shiny. We regularly cook ourselves in pods lined with UV rods despite the fact that we live in one of the sunniest damn places on the planet. We’re addicted. So…

Yeast of Eden

Just because it’s free doesn’t mean it’s good. In fact, “free” typically ranges from less than desirable to repulsive. On Tempe’s Mill Avenue, the pseudo-preachers give us free booklets that describe how we’ll burn in Hell. Awesome. In the mail, we receive free return-address labels with random company logos on…

Twisted the Night Away

It’s been a while since we hit up Scottsdale for some photo action, so when we heard that Twisted Restaurant was clearing out tables and throwing down a dance floor, we decided to check it out. (Click here for more photos.) On Friday, November 16, we weren’t the only folks…