What is art? What constitutes art? Who is to say what art is? What are the boundaries of artistic medium? What stones are left unturned in art? What will be the next artistic movement? Who will be the next vanguard? Have certain artistic genres lost their appeal with age? What is the difference between timeless and representative? If none of these questions interest you in the slightest and getting liquored-up to badass guitar is more your speed, check out Barry Leach at the Mississippi Museum of Art from 6 – 9. Aside from the implied alcohol, Rooster’s and Basil’s will be serving free food. Just don’t touch anything or tell anybody you know me.
Two for the price of two. That’s right, have you ever wanted to see two bands and pay for each individually? Well, here’s your chance. Soulshine will be hosting Brotherhood of Groove. Lame name? Darn tootin. Music? Considerably less lame. They’re an uptown New Orleans (read: caucasian yankees) band playing rare-grooves. And during breaks or at the sight of someone you owe money, you can run across the street for Kevin Kinney (w/ a band) at Martin’s. Feel free to accidentally pour your beer on the jackass that keeps screaming for “Straight to Hell.”
Strathnavern Dunkheld-Fowles IV, Esq. (Ret.)
P.S. Despite popular perception, Howard Ballou never hula-hooped for 87 consecutive hours. It was more like 52.
P.P.S. Yes, I’m quite sure John Cheever’s The Falconer is not about Steve Bartkowski
P.P.P.S. I seem to have swallowed your shoe horn. Again.
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