Even if the night hadn't ended with whip-its and Adult Mad-Libs, my recent Saturday night excursion onto Mill Avenue in Tempe would still be among my most fun forays into Valley nightlife ever. It was a pleasant surprise, because I don't usually hang out on Mill, the main drag in...
Restaurant Mexico deserves a sweet trophy for marathon-worthy endurance. It was one of a handful of popular downtown Tempe restaurants that got the boot when developers decided to demolish their old digs at University and Forest. And while it wasn't the first time the business has picked up and moved...
It's a total pain to get anywhere in Tempe, especially when you're hungry. More and more over the past few months, I've found myself avoiding restaurants I've frequented for years, unless I could stop by at an off time, or think of a clever route around the mess caused by...
SHOP TALK Greenes odyssey: Great story on Sam Greene's big adventure ("The Wheel World," Michele Laudig, July 5). The fact that he worked for 20 years with no luck (well, he made $200 from his writing) makes his recent success with American Body Shop so much more appealing. It's not...
The glass glows dull red, like a campfire ember, above the gas torch. The young artist, sitting on a stool in front of a wooden bench with a metal top, works with confident, quick motions, creating a tube by fusing white glass sticks together around a one-inch-thick cylinder of graphite...
When they aren't busy letting loose in Black Rock City, local Burning Man freaks DJ Kodama and Chromatest J. Pantsmaker (a.k.a. the Salacious BeatSlingers) have been giving Valley hepcats a reason to stay out late on a school night with their weekly gig, A Case of the Tuesdays. Consider them...
With Halloween just around the corner, time is running out for urbanites of the PHX to conjure up a killer costume for the annual celebration of everything thrilling and chilling. So whatcha gonna be? Better come up with something good, ace, and not just because you're running out of bedsheets...
With Halloween just around the corner, time is running out for urbanites of the PHX to conjure up a killer costume for the annual celebration of everything thrilling and chilling. So whatcha gonna be? Better come up with something good, ace, and not just because you're running out of bedsheets...
"Don't Eat Tuna More Than Two Times a Week" was the unforgettable advice you may have received while driving north on Mill Avenue past Gammage Auditorium last spring. The posted chalkboard-style signs bearing wacky wisdom at the side of the road were part of Arizona State University's first "Shared Terrain"...
We liked the Scottsdale club life so much last week that we thought we might hit up a new hot spot, the Cherry Lounge & Pit in Tempe, on Friday, January 26. Mill Avenue was lively and teeming with drunkards when we trekked our way to the popular drinking destination...
Free time has got to be the eternal enemy of local DJ impresario Hyder. When the turntable trickster isn't spinning at The Blunt Club on Thursdays at Hollywood Alley, he's working the wax at Shimmy Mondays at Trax, hooking up with the scenesters of the Abstract Workshop, or teaching beat...
I am standing topless in front of a photographer. My back is against the wall as she snaps picture after picture of my bare breasts. This is quite possibly the most embarrassing day of my life. Not only am I half-naked with a stranger, but the lighting in here is...
Three years since Phoenix New Times ran our "Exploding Downtown" series, the wrecking ball is still taking aim all over downtown, threatening what little history the city has left to preserve. Will Phoenix wind up a cross between Disneyland and Mill Avenue? This week: The latest great hope for downtown...
Three years since Phoenix New Times ran our "Exploding Downtown" series, the wrecking ball is still taking aim all over downtown, threatening what little history the city has left to preserve. Will Phoenix wind up a cross between Disneyland and Mill Avenue? This week: Phoenix is too eager to scrape...
On a quiet morning in early January, Kathryn Milun sits at a table in the back corner of a Tempe coffee shop, hunched over a huge stack of papers. Not long ago, that stack might have held papers to grade. Milun used to be a popular professor at ASU. But...
Getting dressed this morning, I looked in the mirror and realized I've been getting into the holiday spirit a little too much — I'm starting to look like I'm "great with child." But I'm pretty sure my curves-gone-wild aren't signaling a bun in the oven. Nope, I'm pleasantly plump from...
Core Values The "lack of vision" thing: Megan Irwin and Robrt L. Pela wrote very insightful articles ("Wrecking Phoenix," November 23). It is a great relief to hear independent voices that question our current "path of progress." The sensation of being surrounded by bobbleheads that can only nod as ridiculous...
Aspirin? Check. Killer threads? Solid. Bail money? Sho'nuff. Sounds like you're fully locked and loaded to get your New Year's Eve freak on, except you need some off-the-chain parties and places to peep. Fear not, funky Phoenicians, because we've got the lowdown on all the hoedowns going down around the...
"Know any banjo jokes?" my roommate asks me when I tell him I'm going to see local bluegrass purveyors The Breadwinners on a recent Tuesday night. I don't, but my roomie does. "What's the difference between a banjo and a vacuum cleaner? A vacuum cleaner has to be plugged in...
Aspirin? Check. Killer threads? Solid. Bail money? Sho'nuff. Sounds like you're fully locked and loaded to get your New Year's Eve freak on, except you need some off-the-chain parties and places to peep. Fear not, funky Phoenicians, because we've got the lowdown on all the hoedowns going down around the...
In a city like Phoenix, it's almost too easy to be cynical about the future. If you listen to the talk out there, downtown Phoenix is on the verge of a comeback — though really, it's never been anything great. So maybe the message is more that Phoenix is on...
It's six o'clock on a Friday evening, and Dennis Chiesa hasn't seen a customer in his record shop for more than three hours. The cozy little store, Tracks in Wax, is nestled in an aging strip mall between a hair salon and a psychic, just south of Camelback Road on...
