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Kidding Around

When the police showed up at Dan Harper’s Central Gardens home in April to investigate complaints about a noisy party, they didn’t discover a bunch of college kids having a kegger. They found a bunch of pre-schoolers swarming the backyard, high on popsicles and juice boxes and the live music of hip Midtown music acts Noise Choir and Amy LaVere.

It was the first Memphis Rock-n-Romp, a semi-regular live-music party for kids and their parents. The Memphis Romp — inspired by a sister organization in Washington, D.C. — was started by Stacey Greenberg, a 34-year-old mother of two boys, ages 2 and 4.

Greenberg, in addition to holding down a full-time job, writes about eating out with her kids on the blog Dining With Monkeys (www.DiningWithMonkeys.Blogspot.com) and is a regular contributor to the Flyer‘s dining section (“I’m like a super multitasker, I guess”). She first heard about the Washington Rock-n-Romp a couple of years ago from a friend who went to one in Baltimore.

“I thought I’d like to do something like that in Memphis and wondered what it would take to make it happen,” she remembers. Greenberg e-mailed Washington Rock-n-Romp founder Debbie Lee, eventually getting her blessing to use the name.

Greenberg talked up the idea with like-minded friends who had kids and formed an eight-person planning committee. The group includes Harper as well as a couple of music-scene-connected parents, musician Robby Grant (Vending Machine, Big Ass Truck) and booking agent Mike Smith.

“I ran into Robby Grant at the Children’s Museum, and he was excited,” Greenberg says. “That’s when I thought it could happen, because he was in a band and if he was interested in doing it, other people would be to.”

Greenberg and her friends planned three events for their “trial year” and will conclude the first season of the Memphis Rock-n-Romp this weekend.

“It’s a kid-friendly show in a backyard,” Greenberg says, summing up Rock-n-Romp’s simple concept. “It’s not kids’ music; it’s adult music, but at a kid-friendly volume and in a kid-friendly space.”

For their first event in April, each member of the planning committee was asked to invite 10 other parents, which resulted in more than 100 people being invited. From there, Greenberg says, they’ve sought to expand the event beyond their circle of friends.

“The only rule is you have to have a kid with you,” Greenberg says. “We haven’t had any weirdos [show up]. Just typical Midtown parents and their kids.”

The attendance at September’s Romp, which featured music from Jeffrey James & the Haul, Two Way Radio, and Cory Branan, was mostly toddlers and pre-schoolers (and their parents).

“It’s been more of a new-parent experience,” Greenberg acknowledges. “The cut-off [for kids] is 10 years old. But we’re pretty open if someone has a little bit older kid [they want to bring]. We just don’t want people to think of it as an all-ages show.”

Greenberg sees the Romp as benefiting everyone involved. “I’m hardly ever awake at midnight, so even if a band is playing that I want to see, I would be asleep or would need a babysitter,” Greenberg says. “It’s a way for parents to see music and also expose kids to music. When I first had kids, it was like my CD collection was all kids’ music. My kids love the Ramones. Now my kids know Vending Machine and Two Way Radio.”

As far as the bands, the benefit, according to Greenberg, is in getting “to play to a crowd that doesn’t usually get to come out and see them. And a lot of musicians have kids and want a chance to play where their family and friends and kids can all come.”

The musicians also seem to have a lot of fun. At the first Romp, LaVere did a song about a cow with her kiddie audience providing mooing accompaniment. At the September romp, Branan set up a microphone for kids to add their own vocals to his songs.

This weekend’s Rock-n-Romp will have a Halloween theme, with kids (and parents) encouraged to come in costume and with pumpkins on hand for kids to paint. Parents interested in attending can go to MemphisRocknRomp.Blogspot.com to request an invitation.

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Dating, Pre-Internet: Trial and Errors

“The Internet has brought with it much joy and heartache since Al Gore single-handedly created it (and recently, when Mark Foley apparently often used it single-handedly as well). …”

Read the rest of columnist Ron Hart’s wry look at dating the old-fashioned way.

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Color and Politics

“He can go places and do things I can’t,” mused Memphis mayor Willie Herenton in an offhand moment last Friday. And it was hard to read his expression — a purely pensive one suspended somewhere between regret and acceptance.

The “he” referred to by Herenton was Congressman Harold Ford Jr., the Democratic nominee currently running neck-and-neck against Republican Bob Corker in what everyone — locally, statewide, and nationally — now recognizes as a pivotal U.S. Senate race.

Herenton has to be one of the most conflicted observers of the spirited race being run by Ford, a member of a local political clan that the mayor has always regarded with varying degrees of hostility — especially considering Chattanoogan Corker was so recently a member, and a friendly one, of the statewide mayoral fraternity.

Herenton is a Democrat, though he has strayed from the reservation on occasion — publicly endorsing the GOP’s Lamar Alexander for the Senate in 2002, as one example. And he had dropped a veiled hint or two earlier in the year that he would sit out the current Senate race — or maybe even endorse Corker, with whom he had conferred in camera during a visit by the Republican to Memphis last month.

That was the same day, September 6th, that Herenton and his county-government counterpart, Mayor A C Wharton — the two of them being the most prominent African-American officeholders here or elsewhere in Tennessee — made a point of endorsing the congressional candidacy of 9th District Democratic nominee Steve Cohen. Cohen’s opponents are Republican Mark White and, notably, independent candidate Jake Ford, brother to the Democrats’ senatorial nominee.

On that occasion, not only had Herenton publicly scoffed at first-time candidate Jake Ford’s credentials, he had rubbed in his disdain for the Ford clan at large. “You know, I’ve resented for decades the politics of the Ford family,” the mayor said. “The family seems to think they should have a monopoly on all elected positions in this state and this county.”

Having said that, it may have cost Herenton something to have swallowed his pride earlier this month and endorse Ford — “at the urging of a group of clergy and business leaders,” stipulated the mayor, who added, “I can look at the big picture.” Herenton made it clear that only local-unity and party loyalty considerations kept him from throwing in his lot with Corker. He added, “I might have had a greater respect for Mr. Corker had an endorsement of him been possible.”

Under those circumstances, it is probably little wonder that Representative Ford has not yet followed up on Herenton’s offer to make joint campaign appearances. “I haven’t heard a thing from him,” the mayor said last Friday. He went on to make the statement quoted in the first paragraph above concerning Ford’s accessibility to a wider electorate.

“It’s a matter of color,” the mayor stated flatly, addressing an issue that is rarely raised these days on the surface of politics and punditry but one that has fueled abundant private speculation concerning Representative Ford’s chances in rural sections of Tennessee. Note, however, that Herenton said “color” and not “race.”

“Ford’s light enough that he can go in there and be accepted by those folks. I’m realistic enough to know that I wouldn’t have a chance. I’m just too dark.”

The mayor reflected a moment. “That kind of thing is even an issue among our people,” he said, clearly meaning African Americans. “When I was down in New Orleans recently, I was told by a guy down there that I wouldn’t have the same chance of being elected in that environment as someone like [Mayor Ray] Nagin, who’s black but had just the right skin tone.”

From there, Herenton went on to lament in another direction — that “if some of these campaign charges made against Corker’s mayoral tenure in this race were made against me, I’d be indicted.” That remark, too, he made it clear, was color-related.

Another question Herenton reflected on briefly last Friday was his forthcoming race for reelection in 2007. He knows that he will be opposed by City Council member Carol Chumney, who is white, and he, like everybody else, wonders if a “name” black candidate will enter to complicate the issue.

In any case, he says he’s not worried. Color him confident but wary.

Jackson Baker is a Flyer senior editor.

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Sports Sports Feature

ESPN Ranks U of M at Bottom

Okay, so this isn’t exactly breaking news: the Memphis Tigers football team is bad. Really bad. The only question up for debate is, to what extent do they stink?

ESPN, the arbiter of all things sports, has an opinion in the person of writer David Duffey. His “Bottom 10” column celebrates the badness of the worst 10 teams in college football each week. This week, he names Memphis the 7th worst team in the gridiron ranks, one spot worse than last week. Of course, that’s what a 1-6 record will get you: national mockery.

Memphis next faces the also pitiful Marshall Thundering Herd in what Duffey calls “The pillow fight of the week.”

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Hero Unveiled

The legacy of Tom Lee — the man who saved 32 passengers of a sinking steamboat the night of May 8, 1925 — is central to the city’s lore. His descendants, however, felt that the obelisk erected in his honor in 1954 failed to capture the humanity of the rescue.

Lee’s great-great-niece Carlita Nealy-Hale, 32, explains, “What they had down there before was just his name and something you’d see in a cemetery. His face or his body wasn’t on it.”

Last week, the city unveiled an evocative new monument that depicts Lee in his boat, extending his arm to rescue a drowning man.

The old monument bears an inscription describing Lee as “a very worthy negro … but he has a finer monument than this — an invisible one.” This engraving summarizes the family’s motivation to upgrade the memorial.

Nealy-Hale’s husband Miguel Hale, 33, says, “To me, I feel like they covered up his race. If that was strong enough history for them to name a park after him, it should have been detailed.”

Nealy-Hale’s sister, Charmeal Nealy-Alexander, 36, adds, “I understand back then he was seen as one of the worthy negros of the time, but I’m sure there were others. They wanted to separate him, and he may not have agreed with that.”

Lee died of prostate cancer two years prior to the old monument going up.

Charmeal and Carlita’s late father, Herbert James Nealy, sought greater recognition for Lee, his grandmother’s brother. After Nealy passed away in 1991, his daughters continued the fight.

“Even in this day and time, there was a lot of negative vibes against this,” Hale says. “Mayor Herenton said he didn’t want anything to do with it. They’ve had Memphis In May [at Tom Lee Park] but never included his relatives.”

Both women, born and raised in Memphis, relocated in the past six years but continued their campaign.

“The original statue broke, so that showed us it was time,” says Nealy-Hale.

She credits city council members Barbara Swearengen Holt and Ricky Peete with pushing the financing of the new monument. The Riverfront Development Corporation oversaw the project, and commissioned artist David Clark for the work.

The new statue signifies “big change in Memphis,” says Hale. “You can’t turn your head from it. You get a bigger picture of Tom Lee.”

“When you look at that statue, you know Tom Lee was a black man,” Nealy-Hales says.

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Off Track

The toughest job in Memphis is selling annexation to the 36,000 residents of southeast Shelby County and Bridgewater who are supposed to join the city next year.

By comparison, selling Grizzlies tickets to Shane Battier fans, extra homework to seventh-graders, and E-Cycle Management to state legislators is a piece of cake.

After 50 years, during which Frayser, Raleigh, Parkway Village, East Memphis, Whitehaven, Hickory Hill, and Cordova were annexed — boosting the population of Memphis to 672,277 and the land area to more than 300 square miles — the policy appears to have run off the rails. The proposed annexation of land 20 to 25 miles from downtown would further stretch an already undermanned police force and shake up the uneasy truce between the city and county school systems. Politicians and lawyers have gerrymandered the boundary line to exclude the wealthy residents of Southwind while taking in their middle-class neighbors who share the same roads, sewers, stores, and public services. Mayor Willie Herenton all but pulled his support for the annexation this week, warning that the cost of extending city services could outweigh the increase in tax revenues.

And, most important, many of the Memphians-to-be feel the same way as Rufus Washington, president of the Southeast Shelby County Coalition.

Last week the Memphis City Council set the wheels in motion to bring Washington and his neighbors into our fair city on January 1st, 2007, by passing an ordinance on the first of three required readings. Due to a procedural screw-up by the council, however, Washington and 20 others who came downtown to protest the annexation were denied a chance to speak until a public hearing on November 21st. In an interview last week, he said he and his neighbors were “bamboozled” by the City Council.

“A lot of people are pissed off,” said the 68-year-old retired RPS/FedEx Ground manager, grandfather, and ex-Marine captain, who can still fit into his dress blues.

Washington bought his house in 1993 for $165,900. Today it is appraised at $189,000, giving him a negative annual return when adjusted for inflation, while suburbanites outside the annexation have enjoyed double-digit annual appreciation.

“Annexation does nothing for me,” said Washington. “It is not a value-added move. It’s all about revenue, all about the dollar.”

Eleventh-hour protests may not do Washington and his neighbors much good. “If you don’t have a solution you are going to get annexed,” says Jackie Welch, who developed Washington’s subdivision and others along Winchester. An attorney familiar with annexation procedures agreed.

“The most effective strategy has been to negotiate it out several years, which the city has been more than willing to do,” said the lawyer, who spoke on condition of anonymity. “But the opponents are not going to beat it.”

The delaying strategy allowed thousands of residents of Cordova and Hickory Hill, most of them white, to move outside the ever-expanding city limits and avoid paying city property taxes for as long as 10 years. The importance of the boundary line and the effective date of annexation is especially clear in the case of Southwind, the gated residential community around the Tournament Players Golf Course.

According to the Shelby County Assessor’s Office, there are 494 dwellings in Southwind with a total appraised value of $308 million. Thanks to an agreement negotiated by their attorneys and agreed to by city attorney Sara Hall in May, the residents of Southwind and Windyke, a less-exclusive area south of Winchester, will not be annexed until 2013.

“It was an unfortunate turn of events in the courtroom,” said City Council chairman-elect Tom Marshall. “It should have required the approval of the council.”

In Southwind alone, the city is leaving $2.6 million in property taxes on the table for six years, or $15.8 million total. Using the Memphis Crime Commission’s figures, that $2.6 million would pay for hiring and training 26 new police officers.

After annexation, Washington will pay another $1,620 a year in property taxes. A neighbor in the nearby Richwood subdivision, former Shelby County Mayor Jim Rout, will pay an extra $2,145 a year on his house, appraised at $250,000. But Southwind’s residents get a six-year tax holiday. Jerry West, president of basketball operations for the Memphis Grizzlies, will save $31,727 a year on his $3.7 million house, and Alan Graf, chief financial officer for FedEx, will save $14,577 a year in taxes on his house, which is appraised at $1.7 million. (As part of the deal, which neither Graf nor West had anything to do with, Memphis has annexed a commercial strip along Hacks Cross Road and, therefore, its share of the sales tax from businesses as well as the world headquarters of FedEx at Winchester and Hacks Cross.)

Higher taxes and last week’s little lesson in parliamentary procedure was only a taste of what the city has in store for its future citizens. In addition to being denied the right to speak until the third reading of the ordinance — which won’t become effective until the minutes of that meeting are approved later, giving council members yet another chance to change their minds — this is what comes with the annexation deal:

* City schools instead of Shelby County schools.

* Law enforcement by the Memphis Police Department, which Herenton and Police Director Larry Godwin recently said is understaffed by 650 officers. Asked this week if annexation would further stretch law enforcement, Herenton said “the mayor does not annex” and suggested that the City Council and planning office give the matter “careful analysis.”

* City parks, which tend to become overgrown and neglected every time the city coffers run dry or the mayor wants to make a statement, as he did in the summer of 2005.

* Roads and sewers, which residents already have in abundance but haven’t had to pay for, or at least not the city share.

* Garbage service and the bills and add-ons that come with it.

* Streetlights and annual car inspections.

If the annexation is completed, the population of Memphis will “grow” overnight to more than 700,000, or more than twice the population of St. Louis, which cannot annex. Schools and libraries, including the new Southwind High School opening in 2007, will sooner or later shift to the city, if the city doesn’t immediately take possession. And the history of Memphis since 1950 suggests that over time most white residents who have not left already will move out of the annexed areas into Germantown, Collierville, and other parts of Shelby, Fayette, and DeSoto counties beyond the grasp of Memphis.

The annexation line in the Southeast Extended area is so gerrymandered that it looks as if it were drawn by a drunk with the shakes. At one point, just east of the new high school, it makes an elaborate jigsaw cut to exempt a developer’s partially completed subdivision, while taking in others a few hundred yards away. Marshall said it is possible that the line will be redrawn to conform to more logical natural boundaries.

Overriding all annexation decisions is this stark reality: Directly west of Southwind’s gated community, on the west side of six-lane Hacks Cross Road, there is an attractive, tree-covered parcel of land that retains the pastoral look of this area 20 years ago. When Nonconnah Parkway, now Bill Morris Parkway, was extended to Collierville in 1997, a developer put in streets, curbs, sewers, and utility hook-ups for a high-end residential subdivision. But the property was inside the Memphis city line, if only a stone’s throw from Southwind. Today, not one single house has been built.

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Par for the Course

Members of the City Council aren’t interested in shying away from a challenge, even if there’s trouble with the green. Or greens, as the case may be.

Though the funding source remains unclear, the City Council voted last week to spend $180,000 to keep Davy Crockett golf course open through next June.

The course, considered the most challenging in the city, is also the least played and the most difficult to maintain. During budget talks last spring, the parks division had slated Crockett for permanent closure, but a council vote kept it open through this month.

“You need to add that it’s the most neglected,” said councilwoman Barbara Swearengen Holt, the impetus for putting Crockett back in the budget. “That’s how it got to be where it is now. … My desire and the desire of the people I serve in that area is that you take down the ‘For Sale’ sign.”

But the decision to keep the “country club of Frayser” open was a bit rough. The city owns eight public golf courses, including a brand new $5.2 million 9-hole course in Whitehaven that has yet to open and the recently revamped — but still closed — Riverside course south of downtown. Under a special enterprise fund, golf courses are supposed to be supported by their revenue rather than by tax dollars.

“When they moved it from the general fund 10 years ago, it was because at that time, golf was a sport that was becoming more popular,” parks director Cynthia Buchanan said via telephone. “It was seen as an operation that could support itself.”

But golf’s popularity is now on a downswing. To break even, Crockett needs to do about 30,000 rounds of golf a year. Currently, the parks division estimates it will only see about 8,000 rounds for the year.

Buchanan sees the course as an anchor for the Frayser community; because the citizens have rallied around it, there’s value in keeping it open. But during a council committee meeting, Buchanan said the problem wasn’t with the golf course but with trends in nearby development.

“The courses further east where new development tends to go … those courses attract enough people to break even or make a profit,” said Buchanan. “The courses further west, they don’t get a large number of players. It’s where your customers live. Generally, the golf course near where they live is where they’re going to play.”

Crockett may be able to attract players from outside the neighborhood because of its interesting terrain, but with two more public courses in nearby Millington, courses in Mississippi and in East Memphis, it’s a challenge.

And with golf season in Memphis stretching from March to October, some council members wondered if the course should be shuttered for the winter months, which Buchanan said would have a “minimal” financial impact to the city.

“I don’t see any point in keeping it open if no one’s going to be playing there,” said Carol Chumney.

But Holt championed keeping the facility open year-round. “The things we mothball usually rot away. … It’s just another way of saying we’re delaying the inevitable.”

But it’s this type of decision that puts the city closer to going in the hole. Barely anyone plays Davy Crockett during the golf season, but the city is going to spend $180,000 to keep it open through the winter when golfers aren’t on the links?

Don’t get me wrong — I’m all for local government providing amenities for its citizens. In discussions such as these, I often think back on something former Charleston mayor Joe Riley said: A great city is one that both poor people and rich people can love and enjoy.

And, as such, there are plenty of city amenities that are not required to pay for themselves: community centers, parks, ball fields. But a golf course is not like a library or a community center, serving a variety of citizens and uses.

Councilman Jack Sammons has employees who live in the area and said they were more focused on the mayor’s plan for a larger police force. “This golf course,” he said, “they could care less about. What they care about is seeing something happen in this community.”

Public amenities often raise the value of neighborhoods, but value is subjective. Our currency, for instance, isn’t based on the gold standard but in people believing that it’s valuable. Perhaps a lean budget and neglect have cause a once-viable amenity to deteriorate. But if the community isn’t interested in golfing, is it in the public’s interest to have a golf course there?

And maybe the bigger question isn’t about Davy Crockett but how many municipal golf courses does one city need?

Austin has five. Atlanta has six. We have eight, almost one for every council district.

“The bottom line is that golf courses are overbuilt across the United States,” said Buchanan. “All of the courses cannot be sustained with the number of golfers currently playing.”

And we’ve got newly built and renovated courses that aren’t even open yet. I’m not a golfer, but I know what it means to be teed off.

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Holiday Classic

Has Little Shop of Horrors, a 1982 musical featuring bloody murder, brutal dismemberment, a shit-talking plant, a kinky, leather-clad dentist, and a host of adult themes, overcome its laundry list of perversities to become an unlikely family classic? Based on the vast number of children in Theatre Memphis’ audience last Sunday, that would appear to be the case. And why not? Even with its naughty parts Little Shop is no more unsettling than most fairy tales by the Brothers Grimm, and its moral is more clearly defined. With an exciting set by Pam Hurley and vibrant staging by director Cecilia Wingate, Little Shop plays out like an animated feature by Tim Burton but with attitude.

Set in a hopeless and broken urban landscape where kids split school in the fifth grade, winos roam free, and “hopheads flop in the snow,” Little Shop touches on addiction, sadistic relationships, greed, and mankind’s infinite corruptibility. Borrowing a principle from the biblical beatitudes, the little musical full of big ideas teaches first and foremost that the meek are “gonna get what’s coming to them.” They’re gonna be eaten by all manner of predators: businessmen, the media, the status quo, and eventually Audrey II, a blood-sucking, limb-chomping plant discovered by supergeek Seymour Krelborn, the play’s mild-mannered florist/hero with no hope of ever leaving skid row.

Of the many Seymours to have played Memphis over the years, Marques Brown may very well be the best. We never see Brown the actor winking at his klutzy character, only an aching soul looking for a ray of hope and possibly the love of a good woman — or at least Audrey, skid row’s B-girl with a heart of gold.

In the ’80s, America was caught up in retromania and enamored of all things ’50s. Sadly, that love affair included Ayn Rand, whose 1957 book Atlas Shrugged turned greed into a virtue and posited that the “good” who offer themselves as sacrifices to “evil” get what’s coming to them. This was the era of trickle-down economics, which is nothing more than a fancy way of saying “let them eat cake.” With a feather-light touch, Little Shop turned these Randian values upside down, quickly becoming a cult favorite.

In “Somewhere That’s Green,” Audrey sings of a beautiful 1950s tract house and her desire to live a more natural life with the aid of plastic furniture covers, TV, and Pine Sol. Miriam Rodriguez, who is 16-years old, pines for this manufactured Utopia like a December bride who wasted her youth going round and round the same rotten block. Her violent dentist/boyfriend Orin is given equally fine treatment by Kent Fleshman, a veteran of productions such as Zombie Prom and Assassins.

Character actor Greg Krosnes puts his exceptional skills as a physical comedian on display as old man Mushnik, the cranky flower-shop proprietor. At times his character — all frustrated arms and supressed anger — seems to dwarf the stage. The 39-year-old actor is thoroughly convincing as a toupee-wearing grump of 60.

Little Shop in narrated by a chorus of three tough chicks whose names — Ronette, Chiffon, and Crystal — are inspired by girl groups of the Motown era. As is the case with any grand tragedy, they are the heart of the production, and Thymia Rogers, Mandy Lane, and Ashley Wieronski throw down enough vocal pyrotechnics to set the house on fire. As the voice of the plant, Steven Tate is equally soulful even if he does seem to be imitating syllable for syllable Levi Stubbs’ definitive performance from the 1986 film.

Theatre Memphis first staged Little Shop of Horrors 20 years ago on The Next Stage, a small black-box theater that’s perfect for intimate performances. Although this Main Stage revival is bigger, brighter, and better in most every way, this is still a character-driven story, and, through no fault of the superb cast or crew, it loses a little something in the much bigger space. Given the near sellout Sunday crowd, that would appear to be the price of popularity and a small price to pay.

As we quickly move into the holiday season — a miserable time for theater critics who are faced with the prospect of watching and writing about stale children’s shows, family affairs, and endless variations on Dickens’ fine but threadbare A Christmas Carol — it’s interesting to consider Little Shop of Horrors as a new kind of holiday classic. Any play this fun and able to say so much without sermonizing deserves to be brought back again and again. So what if the plant says some dirty words? He is the bad guy, after all.

Little Shop of Horrors

Through October 31st

Theatre Memphis

davis@memphisflyer.com

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40 Years of Ardent

For many music afficionados, Memphis’ Madison Avenue is the Southern equivalent of Abbey Road. Yet thousands cruise past the low-slung brick building at 2000 Madison wholly unaware of the impact the address has had on popular culture. Disguised as a credit union, or, as one record producer jokes, “a rest home,” Ardent Studios has unequivocally changed the course of American music.

This month, Ardent is celebrating its 40th anniversary — four decades of recording such artists as the Staple Singers, Al Green, the Bar-Kays, ZZ Top, the Fabulous Thunderbirds, the Allman Brothers, B.B. King, Robert Cray, the North Mississippi Allstars, Travis Tritt, Waylon Jennings, Marty Stuart, Primal Scream, the Afghan Whigs, R.E.M., Three 6 Mafia, 8Ball & MJG, and Yo Gotti. Led Zeppelin mixed III at Ardent, and James Taylor crafted Mud Slide Slim behind these doors.

Iconic artists such as Bob Dylan, Joe Cocker, and Stevie Ray Vaughan have used Ardent’s facilities, while an incredible roster of million-sellers and Grammy-winning hits — Steve Earle’s Copperhead Road, the Gin Blossoms’ New Miserable Experience, 3 Doors Down’s The Better Life, and the White Stripes’ Get Behind Me Satan — and masterpieces — Big Star’s Third, ZZ Top’s Eliminator, the Replacements’ Pleased To Meet Me, the Vaughan Brothers’ Family Style, and Cat Power’s The Greatest — were either recorded or mixed in these hallowed halls.

Although owner John Fry launched Ardent in the late 1950s as a recording studio and label when he was still a student at Memphis University School, locating the facility in a renovated garage (his grandmother’s sewing room served as the control room) connected to his parents’ house in East Memphis, he dates the company’s official beginning to1966, when he relocated his fledgling operation to a commercial space at 1457 National Street.

The ’50s and ’60s were a heady time for Memphis music: Sun, Sam Phillips’ Recording Studio, Sonic, Stax, Hi, Sounds of Memphis, and American Studios were in full swing. Record stores such as Pop Tunes, Ruben Cherry’s Home of the Blues, and Stax’s Satellite Record Shop stocked the latest records while radio stations WDIA and WHBQ employed hip deejays such as Nat D. Williams and Dewey Phillips to spin the hottest rockabilly and R&B singles.

For teenagers like Fry and his fellow MUS classmates John King and future FedEx founder Fred Smith, it seemed like hit records were waiting to be snatched from thin air. The three experimented with radio broadcasting and film before releasing a single, “At the Rock House,” by a Florida-based group called Freddie Cadell & the Twirls. Soon, other musicians, including Jim Dickinson and Terry Manning, dropped in, and, impressed with Fry’s ability and his wealth of recording equipment, decided to make Ardent their home base.

John Fry: I’m not a musician. I can’t play an instrument and I only sing in church, but when I was growing up, my friends and I would do anything to hear a radio show from another part of the country. We’d make antennas, trying to tune in the Beatles’ invasion over WABC in New York. We even built a pirate radio station. Then I thought, in addition to playing records, it might be interesting to record them.

John King: [Fry] was always reading Popular Science and technical brochures from electronics manufacturers. He built a radio transmitter but the signal didn’t go very far. He and Fred Smith got into television, and they decided to get John’s grandma to put on a cooking show. Somebody’s foot got caught in a cord, and she was like, “Ack, ack,” almost choking. From the beginning, his parents were very supportive, helping make a fertile, creative place for left-of-center people.

Fry: You’d think most people would discourage their kids from getting into anything like this, but my parents just said, “You can do whatever you want, but whatever it is, try to be good at it.” We were actually recording 45s and putting them out as well as doing rentals and service recording. It was pretty disruptive. Bands were coming to their house all the time, and all my parents ever said was, “Who are all these people? Why do some of ’em have so much hair?”

Jim Dickinson: Fry had a wet bar and a three-phone office and better equipment than American. The studio was in a separate building, with a patio between it and the control room, so if you were engineering, you couldn’t see anything that was going on. One night, Jimmy Crosthwait was out there banging on a cardboard box with some maracas. Fry asked, “Is he smoking marijuana out there?” I said “yes,” and Fry said kinda dryly, “Well, I was just curious.” He acted like an old man when he was a teenager, but in his own way, he was incredibly hip. He always wore a coat and tie like the English producers, and black musicians would look at him and say, “Bwana bwana, we want white man magic!”

In 1966, when his parents sold their house, Fry found himself at a crossroads: Quit the recording business or move the studio. He was 21 years old when he signed the lease on a brand-new building on National Street in North Memphis, recruiting Manning and Dickinson to help him relocate. He purchased a control board built by WDIA broadcast engineer Welton Jetton, who crafted similar equipment for Stax Records. Soon, Stax chairman/producer Al Bell began utilizing Ardent as a second studio, sending acts such as the Staple Singers uptown to record.

Fry: We stepped up the equipment, going from two tracks to four. Welton showed up on the doorstep, which was really fortunate, because Stax only had one studio but they were making more and more records. They began to send us their overflow work, which was a remarkable break. We went from recording in the house to cutting hit material. John Pepper, who owned ‘DIA, also began sending us work cutting jingles and station I.D. packages, which exposed us to a variety of styles and instrumentation. I looked like I was about 16, and even then I wondered why they’d allow a bunch of kids to do this stuff.

Dickinson: Manning and I became engineers at the same moment — when Fry went home for dinner one night and didn’t return. There was a jingle session, and Manning and I wondered, “Are you gonna punch the red button or am I?” To Manning’s eternal credit, he suggested we both punch it.

Fry: Along with the jingles and Stax work, we were trying to record our own artists. The Batman TV show was starting, and they were running promos for it on WHBQ. Jim Dickinson conjured up a girl group called the Robins. We bought an old car and had a metal shop put fins on it and turn it into a Batmobile.

Mary Lindsay Dickinson: It was plain to me that if I ever wanted to see my husband, I had to work alongside him. So when Jim had the idea to cut a song for a girl group, I put my hand up. Our first gig was at Catholic High School. I was timid about getting onstage, but wearing a black velvet costume and a mask, I got over it. John, who was always a voice of sanity in a very insane situation, would escort us to our gigs in a remodeled black Buick, which had wings, spotlights, and toy machine guns that spit sparks.

Al Bell: One of the Bar-Kays told me about Ardent, and in ’68, after Stax separated from Atlantic Records, I went to check it out. The marketplace was saying that Stax was dead — Otis [Redding] was killed in the plane crash — and we woke up to find out that our biggest hitmakers, Sam & Dave, were signed to Atlantic. We lost our back catalog to Atlantic, too, so we had nothing. I found a track on Booker T & the MGs, and I took it to Terry Manning and said, “This feels like a hit to me.” Manning played marimbas on it, and the song became “Soul Limbo,” one of the records that aided in the resurrection of Stax. After taking the Staple Singers to Muscle Shoals to cut basic rhythm tracks, we came to Ardent, where Manning helped me capture the vocal sound I wanted on songs like “I’ll Take You There” and “Respect Yourself.” We built the foundation in Muscle Shoals then we went to Ardent, where we baked the cake.

At Stax, we had to take the technology we had — which a lot of people laughed at — and make it work. Fry set up Ardent by the book. Something about the physical environment there gave rise to a kind of closeness that we didn’t have at Stax. Ardent was more intimate, and I felt at home there. I’m not a musician, but I can hear and I can feel. I had a problem at Stax walking into the studio with great musicians like Booker T & the MGs, who literally intimidated me. I had to find someplace where they looked at me as Al Bell, not as someone who couldn’t play.

The album that topped it all for me at Ardent was [Isaac Hayes’] Hot Buttered Soul. I had the idea to take this long song [“Hyperbolicsyllabicsesquedalymistic”] and turn it into a musical about the pimp and the preacher, with Isaac rapping and doing his thing. We had three other songs, and with this, we had enough for an album. I told Fry, “Let the tape run, man, until we get all we can out of this.”

Fry: Those songs were long! I’d have to actually walk out onto the studio floor while the band was playing and make a motion with my hand so that Isaac knew to either figure out how to end the song or let us start another reel.

By the early 1970s, Ardent had entered a co-venture with Stax, scouting and recording rock bands for the soul label, which in turn lent its mastering facility, run by Larry Nix, to Fry. An album by Oklahoma-based rockers Cargoe was followed by an auspicious debut: #1 Record, released by Big Star, a brand-new, Beatles-esque group formed by Alex Chilton, Chris Bell, Andy Hummel, and Jody Stephens. While the band was in the midst of recording, Ardent used Thanksgiving weekend in ’72 to move again, to a brand-new facility — still its headquarters — on Madison Avenue. Eighteen months later, John King staged the Rock Writers’ Convention, funded by Stax, which brought critics such as Lester Bangs and Nick Tosches to Memphis to see Big Star perform.

Fry: It just so happened that across National, there was a Big Star grocery store. In ’71, a little band was looking for a name. They looked across the street, and thought, what about that? But if you’d told me back then that people would be talking about Big Star 35 years later and that they’d have their music on a popular TV show (“In the Street,” off #1 Record, was the theme song for That ’70s Show), I’d have said you’re crazy. I was in the middle of something special, yet at the time, I didn’t realize it.

Jody Stephens: I was a senior in high school, and I was astonished because Chris and Andy had keys to Ardent. In the beginning, we’d go in under the cover of night, when Fry, who I perceived as an adult, wasn’t there. Once we began working together, I was intimidated by his dead seriousness. Ardent existed because of him. He was the provider, the reason we were able to be creative. Alex and Chris had a vision, which we were able to pursue without reins or over-the-shoulder guidance. Maybe we could’ve done the same thing at another studio, but Fry’s behind-the-board skills were sonically unique. He made Big Star sparkle.

Larry Nix: Fry would bring in Big Star’s albums for mastering, and he’d sit on a stool in front of the high frequency limiters and crank them up to keep from breaking a circuit in the process. He wanted to get as much high-end as he could, and I thought he was crazy! But Big Star’s sound wasn’t like anything else, mostly because Fry was so far ahead of his time.

Courtesy Ardent Studios

(From left) John Fry, Jody Stephens, John Hampton and Jim Dickinson

Bell: I considered Fry, Dickinson, and Manning to be unique creative geniuses. I had tremendous respect for them, and I felt the same way about them that I did about Steve Cropper and Jim Stewart. They needed someone who saw their vision and could turn them loose, and I had a sense of the artistry they were seeing. I wanted to help with what assets we had, the way they’d helped us with “Soul Limbo.” I thought, these guys could do for rock what we did for soul. But by the time we got the Big Star records out, my attention was focused on saving my life and defending myself against multiple business and personal assaults.

Creditors forced Stax into bankruptcy in 1975, shortly after Big Star released its second album, Radio City. Ardent absorbed many of Stax’s engineers, including William Brown, Robert Jackson, Henry Bush, and Ron Capone. Even as the city’s music industry struggled to stay afloat, a loose amalgamation of Big Star musicians, led by Chilton and Dickinson, began work on Third, a provocative train-wreck of an album that would leave an indelible impression on its listeners. Even today, Third epitomizes the dichotomies and undercurrents at work at Ardent — Fry’s flawless craftsmanship, countered by his cohorts’ self-destructive tendencies, underscored by the situation with Stax. It was all captured in glorious stereo sound.

Fry: Stax’s closure was a huge shock. It affected everybody in Memphis. So many vendors and suppliers and employees depended on them. It was a terrible time, but fortunately, we survived. They accused Al Bell of fraud, and I went and testified as a character witness. We used to be in the record business together and now we’re sitting in a federal courtroom.

Bell: If Stax had been able to survive its economic assassination, then Ardent would be one of the world’s legendary rock labels. I think they would’ve been awesome, and I really regret that.

Courtesy Ardent Studios

Big Star

Fry: The immediate aftermath of Stax was depressing enough, then Dickinson and Chilton started working on Third. Chilton was having issues, and the record was made under difficult circumstances. The thing that got my goat most was one day when they had some homeless guy in the studio, staggering around, about three sheets to the wind. They had headphones on him, overdubbing something. I said, “If this is what we’re gonna be recording, don’t ask me to do it. Tell me when you’re done, and I’ll mix it.”

Stephens: I hung in there just to get a little more studio experience. There were some pretty dark moments that are still hard for me to process, but in retrospect, the sessions are an amazing record of what was going down in Chilton’s life at the time.

Dickinson: The crazier it was, the more I tried to do it. Possibly we didn’t go far enough. I never did get to finish. Slim, the homeless guy, really upset Fry, but he was having a fine time.

The decade began its strange, sad closure in ’78. Stephens went to Europe, where he discovered that Big Star had achieved cult status. That same year, Chris Bell was killed in a car wreck. Manning left to open his own facility, Studio Six. Back at Ardent, Chilton assembled a new set of session musicians, including drummer Ross Johnson, to cut a solo record, Like Flies On Sherbert, and produced the Cramps’ Songs the Lord Taught Us with Ardent’s newest engineer, John Hampton. And Fry, who began reading the Bible with Bell’s encouragement, found God.

Stephens: In London, I ran into Nick Kent, who had a copy of Third, which hadn’t been released yet. I found a picture of Alex in Melody Maker, and in another magazine, I saw an advertisement for someone looking for Big Star records. It really reinforced how far we’d reached.

Courtesy Ardent Studios

The Raconteurs with (far right) John Hampton

Fry: Chris was killed on December 27th, 1978, and his funeral was on December 28th. Sometime before December 31st — my birthday — I went from having “head knowledge” about God to trusting Jesus. In ’79, (contemporary Christian musicians) DeGarmo and Key showed up and wanted to record. With their label, Forefront, we made a deal like Stax, where we provided A&R and production and they provided promotions and distribution.

Ross Johnson: We started Like Flies on Sherbert at Sam Phillips’ in February 1978, and finished sessions at Ardent the next August. We’d begin around noon, after I’d already had my liquid breakfast, and I’d be knocking over mics, doing drum overdubs when Hampton would say, “Come lie down on the couch.” No matter what alcohol-fueled fun was going on around him, Chilton always knew what he wanted to go on tape. He liked to do music in a social context, with people coming in and out of the studio, but he never got lost, even when people were spilling drinks on the board or having hissy fits.

John Hampton: Songs the Lord Taught Us was the first session I actually engineered. Working with Chilton and the Cramps was simply a blast, the kind of session where anything goes. I finally figured out what it was — performance art from New York that got famous as a band. They wanted me to record a crash, so we piled up folding chairs and pieces of glass, set up 100 mics, and threw cinder blocks on it. At Ardent, they produced and engineered at the same time — coming up with vocal parts or guitar lines, stuff they would’ve gotten fired for if they were working in L.A.

Courtesy Ardent Studios

Cat Power, Stuart Sykes, and Adam Hill

In the ’80s, Ardent hit its stride, cutting ZZ Tops’ Eliminator, which sold 10 million copies, and launching another A&R venture with Stephens, who landed deals for local talent such as John Kilzer and Tora Tora. By the late ’90s, talented tech heads Jeff Powell (who met his wife, Susan Marshall, in Studio A), Pete Matthews, and Jason Latshaw had joined the fold, working as engineers before graduating to producer status.

Larry Nix’s son Kevin began assisting with the mastering process, while second-generation musicians Luther and Cody Dickinson and Steve Selvidge, son of one-time Ardent artist Sid Selvidge, began doing session work. The company’s cult status parlayed into further successes, as R.E.M., Primal Scream, the Gin Blossoms, the Afghan Whigs, and Mudhoney recorded at Ardent. The Replacements, who would cut a song called “Alex Chilton,” recorded Pleased To Meet Me with Dickinson, who had turned his Big Star tenure into creative cachet.

Hampton: ZZ Top came here to bathe in the water. They wanted to get away from home, and they believed in the musical vibe that’s in the air here. Same with the Vaughans: When Stevie Ray and Jimmie weren’t working, they were down on Beale Street listening to local bands.

Dickinson: When the Replacements came here, they were looking for a place to break up. Then it started to work, and I realized it was gonna be a good record, even as the lore about the sessions overshadowed what really happened.

Hampton: [Replacements frontman] Paul Westerberg had a jug of Gallo wine that he pitched into a garbage can. It spit out a plume of red wine on the wall, and that turned into, “That’s where Paul barfed,” which turned into “they were barfing into their hands and throwing it on the wall.”

Although Fry no longer engineers sessions, he capably runs his company, effortlessly bridging the gap between the contemporary-Christian market and Memphis’ latest export, gangsta rap. It’s not uncommon to have Todd Agnew holed up in one studio, with Yo Gotti or Three 6 Mafia working next door, or superstars like Bob Dylan or Jack White dropping by to record or mix. At press time, Ardent has its hands in two current hit records, the Raconteurs’ Broken Boy Soldiers, which was mixed by Hampton, and Skillet’s Christian rock album, Comatose, which sold some 18,000 copies last week.

Fry: I tell people I’ve had the same job for 40 years, but the job description changes about every five minutes. That’s fine — I don’t get bored that way. Since launching the Christian label, we’ve made 36 albums on artists like Todd Agnew, whose debut record Grace Like Rain sold close to 300,000 copies, while his first single (also titled “Grace Like Rain”) sold 1.5 million.

Todd Agnew: I was an independent artist for 13 years, and I had no intention of signing with Ardent. If I hadn’t, I’d still be out there, playing a few weekends a month, doing youth-group shows for pizza and gas money. I’m pretty skeptical of the music industry, so I don’t think I could’ve signed with anybody else. Here I found good people I could trust and a place that’s making great music. I’m a Texas boy, and knowing that Stevie Ray and ZZ Top recorded here moved my heart a little bit!

Hampton: Ardent has somewhat of a sordid reputation, so (the Christian influx) has been a positive thing. They help give this place a good vibe. On the other hand, Jack White told me part of the reason he initially came here was because I’d done the Cramps. He’s returned because we treat him like one of the guys, which he really is. Keeping up with kids making records in their bedrooms can be pretty tough. Not only have we lasted, we’ve lasted 40 years.

Dickinson: That Ardent sound has come a long way from Granny’s sewing room. Any musical tradition this city has now would’ve dried up and blown away after Stax went out of business if it hadn’t been for John Fry. Anybody creating music in Memphis today is doing it because of him.

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Wally Joe is the new executive chef at the Brooks’ Brushmark Restaurant.

“I’ve been doing the Brooks benefit dinner for several years and have a great working relationship with Stacy Wright, the director of catering and special events,” Joe explains. “But when she called me to check if I knew of anybody who would like to take over the Brushmark after Penny McCraw left or if I had any interest, I laughed at first and said, ‘I don’t have time for that.’ But then I started thinking about it.”

He thought about it for one afternoon and was back on the phone the next day to “get some details.”

The details are that Wally Joe and his chef de cuisine, Andrew Adams, will take charge of the Brushmark and everything food-related at the Brooks on November 1st. That means lunch, the “First Wednesday” dinners, special events, weddings, banquets, you name it.

Although diners will most definitely get a taste of the signature Joe, the chef has no intentions of waltzing in and changing everything top-to-bottom:

“We’ll keep the staff,” Joe says. “It’s an established team that works well together. We’ll keep some of the popular menu items, such as the Brushmark peanut soup and the Brushmark chicken salad, but we’ll also get a little more creative with the menu. We’ll have a few more entrées, and we’ll change some of the menu items frequently to keep things interesting.”

So why did Joe decide to take on the Brushmark after he initially demurred?

“There are many great restaurants in museums around the country. The Modern at the Museum of Modern Art in New York City or Puck’s Restaurant at the Museum of Contemporary Art in Chicago are just two of the better known,” Joe says. “It’s a trend to combine great food with great art, and I think that the Brooks wanted to take its restaurant to the next level. We’re definitely ready to do that.”

Because Wally Joe restaurant does dinner service only, Joe doesn’t see any conflicts being the chef at both places.

“There will always be a Wally Joe restaurant, because there are certain things you can only do at your own place,” Joe explains. “If I want to put Kobe beef on the menu, I might not be able to do that at the Brushmark, but I will at my own restaurant.”

By making Wally Joe the executive chef, the Brushmark is getting a package deal.

“If I put my name on something, I’ll make sure that the outcome can stand up to it, and if I can’t be at the Brushmark, Andrew will be there,” Joe says. “Consistency and quality are two very important components of this deal — for the Brooks as well as for us.”

The Brushmark Restaurant is open for lunch Tuesday through Sunday from 11:30 a.m. to 2:30 p.m. It’s open for dinner the first Wednesday of every month from 6 to 9 p.m., except in July and January. Next month’s dinner is on November 1st and will highlight the foods of Mexico.Brushmark Restaurant, Memphis Brooks Museum of Art, Overton Park,1934 Poplar (544-6225)

When Rob Abbay was newly married Justin Fox Burks

Rob Abbay

he was working on his family’s farm in Mississippi. He and his wife ate out frequently, and they noticed that there weren’t many drive-thru places that offered vegetables. They didn’t find any, actually. That’s when Abbay got the idea to start a meat-and-three drive-thru restaurant. Three years ago, he opened Abbays in Olive Branch, and in August, he opened a second location on Germantown Road.

Abbays’ menu has all the Southern classics. There are 10 meat items to choose from, including country-fried steak with gravy, chicken and dumplings, fried catfish, and meat loaf, plus 20 side items, including turnip greens, fried okra, potato salad, macaroni and cheese, and mashed potatoes with gravy (available in pint or quart). Cornbread and rolls, banana pudding, and peach cobbler are also offered.

While Abbay still helps out at the farm occasionally, his main effort now is to open a few more restaurants in the Mid-South and then branch out to different markets.

Abbays is open from 11 a.m. to9 p.m. daily.Abbays, 2345 N. Germantown Rd.(384-7622)

Abbays, 8109 Camp Creek Blvd.,Olive Branch (662-890-4222)

This Saturday marks the end of the first season of the Memphis Farmers Market. To celebrate its successful run, the market invites everybody to the Harvest Festival, which will be held at Central Station’s Hudson Hall on Sunday. The festival is to thank market sponsors, volunteers, vendors, and customers for their support.

Guests can sample food from several local restaurants such as McEwen’s on Monroe, Fratelli’s in the Garden, Café Francisco, and Felicia Suzanne’s, while listening to the music of Ken and Robin Greene.

There will also be a silent auction to raise funds for the market’s next season.

Tickets are $35 per person and $25 per person for market volunteers, vendors, and members. Order by phone at 575-0580. For more information, visit www.memphisfarmersmarket.org.

Memphis Farmers Market HarvestFestival, Sunday, October 29th, from4 to 7 p.m. Hudson Hall at Central Station