History Lessen

Mr. Blackwell has his annual Best Dressed List. Condé Nast Traveler has its Best Destinations List. And Phoenix, Land of a Thousand Demolitions, apparently keeps a list, too — of important buildings that are in danger of being demolished. The Most Endangered Historic Places List is compiled each year by…

Party Pooper

Billiards is one of the few sports that’s as taxing on a computer screen as it is in real life. It’s played in pubs, after all, and its legendary star was named “Fats.” Unfortunately, most virtual billiard games are behind the 8-ball in terms of quality, with poor physics and…

Fist Things First

Caligula: Imperial Edition (Penthouse) (Spoiler alert: Fisting!) One day back in the swingin’ ’70s, somebody mentioned how “absolute power corrupts absolutely,” and then Bob Guccione, Gore Vidal, Malcolm McDowell, Helen Mirren, and Peter O’Toole said, “Let’s make a big-budget movie about that, with come shots. ” And Caligula was born…

A Street Fair Named Desire

The supersweet yet sometimes unpredictable textile-and-homemade-artist-goods scene is going through some changes one mo’ gin. The Collectively Operated Local Artists Boutique (C.O.L.A.B.) is closing up shop at the anti.space building and setting up a bigger and better space at 901 North Fifth Street under the Conspire moniker, marking the group’s…

Rio Grand

Thanks to the City of Phoenix peeps, the five-mile stretch of the Salt River southwest of downtown ain’t an effing dump no more. On Saturday, October 6, take a 3.5-mile cycling jaunt along the dolled-up Rio Salado Habitat Project riparian area during the Tour de Rio Bike Ride. The ride…

Pots and Panzers

Our Nana Giles was somewhat prickly, but a few frothy beers and she’d be pulling polka moves with her little dog Liebchen over her head. That’s the power of Oktoberfest: big steins, bigger bratwurst, and the biggest lederhosen. Mein Gott! You can rock the ´toberfest with Deutschland bands and chef…

Nag, Nag, Nag

It’s time again for local PETA and Gamblers Anonymous hard-liners to start their sniping, ’cause the nags bust down the gates once more on Friday and Saturday, October 5 and 6, during Turf Paradise Opening Weekend. We’re certainly not pro-horse abuse, and we couldn’t care less about your gambling problem…

Russ to Judgment

Texas-based artist Russ Havard is a “landscape painter,” a tired label that normally induces pretentious sneers, but his style is truly the cat’s pajamas, because dude captures depressed and rustic scenes using watercolor and gouache on ill-shaped wood panels. From 7 to 9 p.m. Thursday, October 4, the work of…

Shoe and Tell

Free marathon training. A 3.5-mile run/walk. Olympic gold medalist Frank Shorter on hand (foot?) modeling peak-performance strategies. It ain’t nothin’ but a pavement-pounding party, y’all, during the SRP/P.F. Chang’s Rock ‘n’ Roll Arizona Marathon Training Kick-Off for January’s blowout run. Seasoned experts such as Shorter — winner of the 1972…

There’s No Place Like House

DJs Sol Martinez and Sonique des Fleurs want you to choose sides. Will it be the funky, down-low rumble of house or the hypnotic drone of electro? Unless you’re seriously trashed, or a neo-Nazi, or a Lawrence Welk fan, you’ve gotta go with house — I mean, come on –…

Dear Tabby

You’re a cat person or you’re not. Democrats/Republicans, pro-choicers/pro-lifers, there’s some give and take. Not with cats. If you’re anti-mouser, don’t go near Changing Hands Bookstore ’cause author/cartoonist Nicole Hollander is an uncompromising champion of the four-legged furballs. Best known for her syndicated cartoon Sylvia and best-seller 101 Reasons a…

Playthings That Go Bump in the Night

To paraphrase Orwell, some toys are more equal than others. Sure, there’ll be Beanies, Barbies, and Belles up for grabs at the Phoenix Toy Show & Collectors Swap Meet, but this expo is more about way-cool shit like Todd McFarlane/Spawn, Gundam, and anime. Baby boomers can shed nostalgic tears over…

Gem Dandy

Longtime neighborhood-bar patrons can finally rejoice, because the new downtown gem known as the Ruby Room has expanded its calendar of pleasurable events to include local art, awesome DJs, and talented bands seven nights a week. The good people who brought you the Emerald Lounge have created dive-bar magic once…

Drunken Chaos

During last year’s “Chaos Theory 7” exhibit, we observed two things: Man, that was some stinkin’ good art, and, man, those were some stinkin’ drunk fools. This year’s “Chaos Theory 8” arts blowout on Friday, October 5, at Legend City, 521 West Van Buren Street, will feature kickass work by…

Native Uprising

A friend calls the stereotypical Native American art peddled in the Southwest and around the world — normally a large canvas with pastels, a noble Indian on horseback, vast mesas and sands colored by the sun — “blowing hair and feathers.” This played-out label leads to two questions. First, “Why…

Grime and Punishment

Famed tax resister and naturalist Henry David Thoreau once said, “Blessed are they who never read a newspaper, for they shall see Nature, and, through her, God.” Oops. Too late for that. However, you can redeem yourself in His eyes by checking out Carrie Marill’s “Dirty Birdy” exhibit. Marill, a…

He Will, He Will Rock You

He’s dead, so the closest you’ll get to a Freddie Mercury concert these days is one of the several Freddie-tribute shows currently trekking the globe. The most popular of them, Queen: It’s a Kinda Magic, will bring with it your favorite Queen tunes faked up real nice by sound-alikes for…

Don’t Be an Edelwuss

Our Nana Giles was somewhat prickly, but a few frothy beers and she’d be pulling polka moves with her little dog Liebchen over her head. That’s the power of Oktoberfest: big steins, bigger bratwurst, and the biggest lederhosen. Mein Gott! On Friday, October 5, you and your Kuschelbär can test…

State Prism

Redneck, white, and blue? AZ’s largest GLBT fest is not for you. Redneck freaks will no doubt be in a lather about all o’ “them gays” congregatin’ yonder in downtown Phoenix for this year’s free Rainbows Festival, but let’s hope more open-minded folks decide to drop by, ´cause it’s always…

Silence Is Golden

Many people — mostly Californians who we wish would move back to California — bitch and moan that Phoenix is a stagnant pool of algae, artistically speaking. We can’t argue with that, so when something like the Scottsdale Film Festival comes along to stir up the scum, please quit your…

Someday My Prints Will Come

Why are Americans so obsessed with individuality? Perhaps because we have a dismal track record with groups. Think Heaven’s Gate. The Arizona Cardinals. OJ’s first jury. Printmaker and curator Camilla Taylor knows firsthand that coordinating a group isn’t easy, especially when they’re all artists. “It’s always torture to get people…

Mystery, Arizona

We’ll start out this Phoenix Coyotes piece with some promises. First, we won’t slam last year’s playoff-missing squad for its lack of fire. Next, we won’t declare that the gambling addictions — er, alleged addictions — of Rick Tocchet and Wayne Gretzky’s wifey, Janet Jones, were a contributing factor to…