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Music Record Reviews

Wild One-Those Darlins

The Murfreesboro trio Those Darlins are three women — Nikki, Jessi, and Kelley “Darlin” — who all play stringed instruments and all sing, the result sounding more like an indie-rock Carter Family tribute act than the Dixie Chicks. On this debut (?) EP, the band apes old-timey country and rockabilly with gusto, charm, and an utter lack of the self-righteousness that plagues so many (mostly male) alt-country types. Strummy acoustic guitars pour out over rough-and-tumble, slapdash percussion (credited instrument: “belly slaps”), while twangy lead vocals lead into girlishly modern group choruses. There are only three songs here, and every one connects: “Wild One” is their statement of purpose. “Whole Damn Thing” is a proudly literal burst of finger-lickin’ indulgence. And “Snaggletooth Mama” is a sarcastic, exaggerated rendering of their down-home locale. — CH

Grade: A-

Those Darlins play the Hi-Tone Café Sunday, November 30th, with O’Death. Doors open at 9 p.m.; admission is $8.

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News The Fly-By

What They Said

About “Geography-Based Hiring Trend Spreads in Memphis,” by Bruce VanWyngarden:

“I want to go on the record with my own hiring policy. From here on out I will only be hiring people who live left on Poplar, right at the next light, and two blocks in either direction from the next four-way stop. Although I am not hiring right now. Sorry.” — clint

“Having lived my entire 53 years in this town, I remember what ‘community’ should mean. Those that have a problem being a Memphian should serve where they currently live. Many of you left when desegregation began, even more when Mayor Herenton was elected. You threw the baby out with the bathwater. Don’t make the same mistake twice.” — 54ANDSTILLHERE

About “Cautiously and Wryly, AC Starts His Run for City Mayor at Racquet Club,” by Jackson Baker:

“Again, an extension of Willie Herenton. He smiles, Willie scowls. Birds of a feather flock together.”

— marie

“What’s he done so far to deserve being mayor of anything?”

— wintermute

Comment of the Week:

About “Life and Theater Merge in Ambitious, Oddball Film” by Chris Herrington:

“As much as I’ve been waiting to see Synecdoche, New York, it doesn’t have a sad vampire on a motorcycle.” — fancycwabs

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Letter From The Editor Opinion

Letter from the Editor: It’s the Geography, Stupid

As nearly every sentient being in Memphis now knows, the City Council last week voted down a proposal by Councilman Reid Hedgepeth to expand residency requirements for new Memphis police officers to anyone living within 20 miles of the Shelby County line. Officers currently are required to live within the county, and the department is at least 200 officers short of its budgeted allotment, so the relaxing of the residency requirement seemed to make sense to many, including a committee of city officials and representatives of FedEx, AutoZone, and other major businesses.

However, a majority of the council — seven members — voted against the proposal, suggesting instead that the department needed to more aggressively seek candidates who live in the city limits — crime rate be damned. It’s geography über alles!

Now that the dust has settled, I’m happy to report that the council has apparently started a trend with its vote. Just today, Northwest Airlines announced that it would henceforth only use pilots who live in Shelby County. “We feel that as a Memphis-based hub, it’s only right that we hire pilots based on where they live rather than on their skills in piloting an airplane,” said company spokesperson Albie Darned.

Picking up on the trend was the Med, which declared Thursday that the company would begin limiting its medical hires to “doctors and nurses who live in the 38103 zip code.”

“We are confident we can find plenty of fairly decent physicians and nurses in this zip code. All we have to do is increase and intensify our recruitment efforts,” said hospital spokesperson R.U. Kidden. “We may have to lower our medical standards slightly, but the important thing is that our doctors and nurses are committed to living in our neighborhood.”

The Memphis Grizzlies also committed to the new business model today. “We are letting go of all our players who are not from the South,” said team spokesperson Watt A. Crock. “Sure, it means we replace O.J. Mayo and Rudy Gay with a couple of recruits from LeMoyne-Owen and CBU, but what the heck. At least we know they care about our community, and that’s the important thing.”

Of course, by now you realize I’m making all this up — except for the part about the City Council’s decision to make one’s ability to live inside Shelby County the primary skill set desired for hiring Memphis police officers. I only wish I were making that part up.

Bruce VanWyngarden

brucev@memphisflyer.com

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Editorial Opinion

Presidential Models

There has been much talk in this post-election period of Lincoln — and, in particular, the Lincoln of historian Doris Kearns Goodwin’s A Team of Rivals — as a model for President-elect Obama. The idea of Goodwin’s title was that the nation’s 16th president fashioned his

cabinet out of men who were covetous of power and not only were “rivals” in that regard to each other but were also — or at least had been — rivals to the president himself.
Such an interpretation of Obama’s ongoing cabinet choices was prompted not only by reports that the president-elect was reading books about Lincoln (and Goodwin’s in particular) but by the fact that such cabinet designates, actual or pending, as Hillary Clinton and Bill Richardson had literally been Obama’s competitors during the Democratic primary season. By definition, such appointees (or so goes the theory) would constitute a tested talent pool, and they would cohere effectively through old-fashioned balance-of-power logistics.
Another book currently being read by Obama is Jean Edward Smith’s FDR, a well-regarded history of Franklin Delano Roosevelt. If the exemplary nature of Lincoln is obvious, so is that of Roosevelt, who became president at a time of economic catastrophe.

That Obama’s emerging cabinet consists primarily of centrists (including some Republicans) should not dismay the activists. Roosevelt’s first cabinet, as Smith makes clear, was like that, too. Roosevelt had in mind to create a government of national reconciliation, and so, it would seem, does Obama. It was from that point of perceived unity that FDR launched his dramatic innovations, and perhaps Obama will find, via his conscientious efforts to hear from a variety of voices, that he, too, will be able to marshal a consensus toward the dramatic change that he promised so often in his campaign.

“Jump and Grab” Redux

The current debate over liberalizing residency requirements for Memphis police and the brouhaha over Councilman Harold Collins’ call for sheriff’s deputies to patrol Memphis streets have together stirred an echo for those Memphians with a modest amount of historical memory.

It was not quite a generation ago that Sheriff Jack Owens, a swashbuckling sort who wore mayoral ambitions on his sleeve, ordered his deputies to do just what Collins is now proposing — to regard the city of Memphis, which, after all, lies within Shelby County, as terrain for active law enforcement activities. Owens coined the term “jump and grab” for the drug raids which he empowered his deputies to pursue inside the city.

Then as now, such overlapping of jurisdictions could lead to friction, and, in the wake of Owens’ unexpected suicide in 1990, the candidates to succeed him in that year’s election vied with each other in the intensity of their pledges to respect the sensitivities of the Memphis Police Department and to observe mutually exclusive de facto boundaries.

Maybe that was the right idea. But maybe, too, Owens had something, and Collins was right to suggest another look-see.

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Music Music Features

Hold Steady

In the beginning, the punk subgenre hardcore had a pretty strict blueprint. That changed in the mid-’80s when ambitious bands such as Sonic Youth, Hüsker Dü, and the Butthole Surfers began to blur the genre’s borders, setting the stage for a new generation of hardcore bands: Helmet, Jesus Lizard, Unsane, Today Is the Day. These bands were the progenitors of what fans and critics called “aggro-rock” or “noise-rock.”

With a heyday that runs roughly from 1988 to 1995, the aggro-rock subgenre acted as indie-rock’s ugly cousin, a severe contrast to the gentle scene then holding sway around Beat Happening/K Records in Olympia, Washington. By contrast, noise-rock may have been more of a boys’ club, but even then it was in many ways less disturbing than the spectacle of grown men throwing a pajama party.

Steve Austin’s Nashville-based Today Is the Day not only outlived many of their early-’90s contemporaries, they blasted out of 1992 with an unhinged sonic psychosis that made Helmet sound more like grunge-era lightweights Candlebox. The trio’s “phase one” was carried out via the one label uniformly synonymous with aggro-rock: Tom Hazelmyer’s Amphetamine Reptile. While stationed as a marine in Seattle, Hazelmyer launched AmRep in 1986 as an imprint for his band, Halo of Flies. It soon blossomed into the preeminent representative of the loose movement by nurturing or furthering the careers of Helmet, the Cows, and Melvins.

On the strength of the debut 1992 EP How To Win Friends and Influence People, Hazelmyer signed Today Is the Day and released the band’s initial string of albums: Supernova (1993), Willpower (1994), and an eponymous third record in 1996. The underground had never heard anything like these albums. Austin’s vocal range — singing to yelling to his trademark distorted/reverb-drenched scream (a convincing impersonation of someone being burned alive in an empty gymnasium) — plus his off-kilter time signatures, thrash- and death-metal-informed riffs, and use of keyboards made Today Is the Day a fascinating, hair-raising, and, to some, repellent prospect.

Today Is the Day’s second act had the band switching from AmRep to Philadelphia’s Relapse Records. The band’s AmRep releases struck a strong chord with adventurous fans of death metal, grindcore, and black metal, so the move to the growing underground metal powerhouse made total sense. Album number four, Temple of the Morning Star (Relapse, 1997), managed to top the extremes of previous albums, like an unholy marriage of King Crimson and early Napalm Death.

A perfectionist with a short fuse and a strict vision, Austin blew through bandmates as if he was passing them on the street. By the time he cleaned house after Temple of the Morning Star, six musicians had passed through the Today Is the Day ranks. He had moved the operation (the band and his recording studio, Austin Enterprises) from Nashville to Clinton, Massachusetts, and returned to a guitar/bass/drums lineup. Drummer Brann Dailor and bassist Bill Kelliher backed Austin for the In the Eyes of God album, and this short-lived lineup tends to be a fan favorite (it’s no accident that Dailor and Kelliher went on to form a little quartet called Mastodon). In the Eyes of God is foremost a metal album and is widely considered the classic within the Today Is the Day discography.

The next Today Is the Day release had a polarizing impact on fans and critics alike. At two-and-a-half hours spread over two CDs, the sprawling Sadness Will Prevail (2002, Relapse) is Austin’s epic. A new rhythm section tackles a slew of Austin’s unique compositions, there’s an EP’s worth of instrumental material, and the ringleader bares all on “Death Requiem,” a morose-yet-pretty exercise in clean vocals and strings. The droning song snippets, industrial ambience, and samples-laid-atop-noise that connected songs on previous albums were extended into stand-alone tracks. The common accusation that Sadness Will Prevail is weighed down with filler can’t be ignored, nor can the ambition, experimentation, and nerve to bring this release to fruition.

The 36-minute Kiss the Pig (2004, Relapse) is Today Is the Day’s brutal farewell to Relapse Records. Starting with “Why They Hate Us” (“they” as in the rest of the world), two-minutes of unrelenting machine-gun riffs, what sounds like 4,000 bpm drumming, and tortured screams proving Austin’s discontent with, well, everything, Kiss the Pig doesn’t let up until the roller coaster of sludge, death, doom, and thrash dissolves into the passage of acoustic-guitar weirdness that closes the album.

Once free of Relapse, Austin returned to Nashville and launched Supernova Records in 2006. The label is now up to 19 releases from 12 artists, including the Austin side-project Taipan and a nonstop schedule of live Today Is the Day releases. Supernova also reissued Today Is the Day’s formative trio of albums on Amphetamine Reptile and, more recently, echoed the condition of the music business at large with the decision to limit all future releases to digital downloads and vinyl. A thumb in every pie, Austin also helped produce and release David Hall’s Axis of Eden: The Movie, a film based on the most recent Today Is the Day album of the same name.

If such a thing exists, Axis of Eden (2007, Supernova) is a slightly friendlier Today Is the Day album, with a few more forays into Melvins/Black Sabbath doom-metal territory.

Austin, bassist John Judkins, and drummer Mike Rosswog (Today Is the Day members #15 and #16) bring the cathartic release to the Hi-Tone Tuesday evening.

Today Is the Day

The Hi-Tone Café

Tuesday, December 2nd

Admission is $8

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Sports Sports Feature

A Bad Bounce

The good news last Saturday at Liberty Bowl Memorial Stadium is that the Memphis Tigers scored 21 points against the top-ranked defense in Conference USA. The bad news, of course, is that the U of M gave up 21 points to a UCF offense ranked dead last in C-USA. Add in a 26-yard fumble return for a touchdown by Knight linebacker Derrick Hallman, and the result was a 28-21 UCF victory, leaving Memphis with a record of 5-6 — and this Saturday’s game with Tulane as the Tigers’ final chance at gaining bowl eligibility for the fifth time in six seasons.

“We helped them to 14 points in the first half,” mused Tiger coach Tommy West after the game, “and that ended up being the reason we didn’t win the game. I’m disappointed that we made the errors early in the game that put us behind.”

The errors West spoke of were made by Tiger quarterback Arkelon Hall, who had been on the sidelines since breaking his thumb at East Carolina more than a month earlier. In fairness, Hall’s first “error” was committed not with the arm that earned him a scholarship, but with his right foot. After Brent Sutherland shanked his first punt of the game, West entrusted Hall with the fourth-down duty, even with the Tigers deep in their own territory. The ensuing “pooch” kick met the backside of a Tiger lineman and deflected toward the Tiger end zone. Four plays later, Knight quarterback Rob Calabrese connected with Ricky Kay for a 7-0 UCF lead, one the Tigers couldn’t close for the rest of the game. (Hall’s second miscue of the quarter was that fumble that resulted in a 14-0 deficit, still not 10 minutes into the game.)

Other than a perfectly thrown 54-yard touchdown to Duke Calhoun (also in the first quarter), the game was entirely forgettable for Hall. With three 350-yard games already on his resume, Hall misfired on 20 of 35 attempts, compiling only 183 yards through the air.

“I knew defensively that they’re good,” West said, “and yards were hard to come by. [Hall] made a couple of bad throws … . And he missed [Earnest Williams] across the middle for a touchdown. Now, he certainly helped us running the ball. But I’m not going to sit here and act like that was his best game.”

When asked if Hall’s thumb had bothered him, West dismissed the notion as a possible excuse, and he rejected the thought of replacing Hall with Brett Toney, the primary stand-in in Tiger wins over Southern Miss and SMU. “Brett’s just not that kind of guy,” West said. “When you have to start coming back in a game, I don’t think that’s Brett’s deal.”

UCF has become an annual nemesis for the Tigers. The Knights have now won four straight over the U of M. And this was a team that entered the game with a record of 3-7. The Tigers outgained the visitors, 305 yards to 194, and ran 74 plays compared with 59 for UCF. But Memphis converted merely four of 16 third-down plays, shortening drives on an afternoon when the ball quite literally bounced the wrong way for a home crowd that numbered only 18,836.

“We had plenty of chances,” West noted. “We helped them a lot today. We spotted them 14 points. You can cut it any way you want to, but that’s why we lost the game.”

Back to the good news: This Saturday’s opponent will be the 2-9 Tulane Green Wave, a team that has lost seven straight and given up at least 35 points in their last five contests. The Tigers have won four straight in this series, and a fifth would end their regular season at 6-6. Conference USA’s bowl partners include the Armed Forces Bowl (Forth Worth), the Texas Bowl (Houston), and the inaugural St. Petersburg Bowl, each a destination that would be welcomed by a team that, after 11 games, is caught between the bad news of disappointment and the good news of opportunity.

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Music Record Reviews

True North-Kim Richardson

Singer-songwriter Kim Richardson releases her second full-length album with True North, a varied collection of acoustic-based folk-rock with a strong country undercurrent. With assistance from an impressive mix of collaborators, including William Lee Ellis and Amy LaVere, Richardson stretches out from her sturdy folk base, pushing her vocal range on the wistful, warmly detailed “Cause You’re Mine” (“… in my mind”) and the urgent “Jump On.” Musically, she tries on different styles, going bluesy and grave on “Midnight, MS” or bluegrass-playful on “Devil on a Sunday,” while flashing some fingerpicked guitar on “Bury Me in the Sky” and the intimate “Virginia.” Another highlight is “Daughter,” a song partly driven by sideman Rick Steff’s piano fills where Richardson switches perspectives predictably but effectively. (“‘Cause You’re Mine,” “Daughter,” “Virginia”) — CH

Grade: B

Kim Richardson plays Otherlands Coffee Bar Saturday, December 6th, with Susan Marshall and Reba Russell.

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Fashion Fashion Feature

Shop This

Remember the playground chant “Girls rule and boys drool”? It’s still true — though its deeper meaning may have more to do with hygiene than style — that boys will continue to drool over all things gadgety. But you don’t necessarily need a Y chromosome to bask in the glory of double-wide, true-black plasma or to salivate over a futuristic bike computer. And we certainly don’t mean to imply that science kits are more appropriate for boys than girls. That said, the following is a list of totally wicked gifts to make the boys drool.

TOUCH ME: As more and more people embrace their cell device as a one-stop media center for e-mail, music, photos, and video (oh yeah, and phone), the major service providers have entered an arms race to offer subscribers the ultimate multitasking handheld device. The HTC Touch Diamond may not be perfect for everyone, but it certainly has the potential to be a seriously smart solution for most. Features include 3G, WiFi, Bluetooth, GPS-ready, 4 GB internal memory, and 3.2 mega-pixel camera with video capability. Plus, it has near-HD quality resolution, a touch screen that changes orientation from vertical to horizontal — not to mention killer good looks. Goes on sale Black Friday, November 28. $199.99 (after $50 rebate) with agreement. See store for details. Cellular South, 4730 Poplar, 683-1186, or cellularsouth.com.

LOST BOY: Take the road less traveled with zero chance of losing your way by using the Garmin Edge 705 cycling computer. Equal parts GPS navigator, heart monitor, and personal trainer, the 705 is not a toy — it’s a lifestyle enhancer for those who like to play off the grid. Download data to your laptop after your ride, or share data with other Edge 705 users. Talk about a mobile network! This level of high-tech awesomeness doesn’t come cheap: $792 at midtownbikeco.com. But maybe you don’t need ALL the bells and whistles. The Sigma Sport model might be your answer. It gives speed, distance, riding time, plus average and maximum speed, comparison speed, and total riding time. Sigma Sport prices start at $30 at Midtown Bike Company, 2091 Madison, 726-4511.

NONE MORE BLACK: Discerning plasma and flat-screen owners have long known the secret to exceptional television viewing is the depth and quality of black. But true black in the plasma world has been, practically speaking, as elusive as the perfect golf swing and as pricey as an Italian sports car. Until now, that is. The Pioneer Elite Pro 151 with KURO display boasts black levels five times higher than standard. This 60″ home entertainment masterpiece may just change your life, at least on Sunday. Priced lower than you’ll find it online — $6,000 — at Giant TV, 9077 Poplar, Ste. 103, 388-5888, or 465 N. Germantown Parkway, 888-5888.

POWER PLAY: The Power House sustainable living kit by Thames & Kosmos is so much more than a toy. The kit teaches basic concepts in physical science while introducing users to regenerative energy. As you build a solar-paneled model house with windmill turbine and desalination system, you learn the basics of heat and light energy from the sun, wind power, and electrochemical and plant energy. Yes, all of this would be cutting-edge cool on its own, but the folks at Thames & Kosmos have gone one better: integrating a story of a group of castaways learning to survive on a remote island. So you learn while helping the group to survive. It’s Lost meets Sid the Science Kid, and the result is nothing short of awesome. It’s been written that Bill Gates’ success is due in part to his early access to computers. Who knows? Maybe the Power House will lead your child to help save the world one day — no pressure. $169.99, suitable for ages 12 and older. Village Toymaker, 7850 Poplar #12, 755-3309, or 4615 Poplar #14, 761-1734.

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The End Again

On the morning of November 1, 1983, the staff of the popular downtown club Jefferson Square gathered at the site, which had been devastated by a fire hours earlier. As former staffer Debi Walker remembers it, owner Jake Schorr said, “If we stick together, we can rebuild and make this thing alive again.” So the staff helped Schorr find a new location and salvaged glasses, cutlery, whatever equipment they could from the burned building. A few weeks later, on December 7th, the North End opened at 346 N. Main in the Pinch District. The dedicated staff was not impressed. It was so much smaller than Jefferson Square. They saw it as temporary. They suggested calling it Hiatus.

Let’s just say the North End, which became Westy’s in 2004, grew on them. On Tuesday, December 2nd, there will be a reunion party marking the 25th anniversary of the opening of the spot that became known for its late-night hours, impressive music line-up, and, of course, that world-famous ice-cream-topped, hot fudge pie.

Planning for the event began, appropriately enough, around Halloween. A Facebook page was created, and people began posting pictures from the old days. Some of those photos will be seen in a slideshow during the reunion. Klaudio & Rico, Peter Hyrka, Steve Reid & Friends, members from FreeWorld (pictured), and others will take the stage once again. There will be memorabilia from Jefferson Square and the North End and a performance of a song written by staffers to honor Schorr.

“It’s amazing how many employees have kept in touch with Jake through the years,” says Walker, who is now Schorr’s partner. “When they come to town, they often come visit him at 346 N. Main.”

Jefferson square/North end reunion party, tuesday, december 2nd, 6 p.m. to midnight.

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Politics Politics Feature

The Shape of Things To Come

A C Wharton, already one kind of mayor and a declared aspirant to be another kind, turned up unexpectedly Monday night at a League of Women Voters-sponsored forum on consolidation — “crashing the party,” as he termed it. Thereafter, he and Myron Lowery and Deidre Malone, the chairs, respectively, of the Memphis City Council and the Shelby County Commission, conducted what amounted to a cram course on the issues of city/county consolidation.

As the Shelby County mayor and declared candidate for Memphis mayor put it to the audience at the Benjamin L. Hooks Central Library on Poplar: “What is it the folks want in any kind of government?”

Inasmuch as Wharton has advocated a referendum on consolidation for the ballot year 2010 and is generally considered the most likely person to head a consolidated government if one should come about, the question had pragmatic as well as theoretical import.

Speaking first, the county mayor quickly dispensed with what he saw as a chief obstacle: “My research tells me that schools is always the big, big issue. That’s where everything falls apart. I said very clearly, we should leave the schools out of the whole process. Mayor Herenton says he feels otherwise. But just to get a fair hearing on this, let’s put the schools aside for the time being. My position is very practical on it. I don’t think [consolidation] is doable with it.”

Therefore, said Wharton, he favors an explicit charter provision excluding the city and county school systems from any projected consolidated government.

Wharton, Lowery, and Malone all went on to minimize various misgivings frequently expressed by residents of the outer county — ranging from municipal independence (the incorporated communities would continue as formal entities, just as in the metro government of Nashville/Davidson County) to considerations of tax rates (the existing ones for all localities would probably be frozen until the level of services became uniform and equal).

But neither Wharton nor Lowery and Malone, the co-chairs of a newly formed joint commission on consolidation, represented significant cost reductions, at least in the short term, as the chief reason for combining services. “It’s a matter of efficiency,” as Malone put it. “The economy is a driver. But it’s not the driver.”

Both she and Lowery favored immediate steps toward functional consolidation and lamented city/county wrangles over what Lowery called “turf.”

Noting the current debate over revising residency requirements for city police and citing in particular the adverse reaction of Memphis police director Larry Godwin to a suggestion from Councilman Harold Collins that sheriff’s deputies help patrol Memphis, Lowery said, “Wait a minute. Do we need officers or not? Who cares about the colors of their vests?”

Wharton, too, stressed a need to pursue various forms of functional consolidation. But he pointedly identified the one basic flaw in such ad hoc arrangements — their temporary nature. “All it needs is one election for one side to withdraw,” he said. An example, supplied by Lowery, was the withdrawal of city police, some years ago, from a joint city/county narcotics unit.

Duplication of services was, in any case, the main vexation to all three officials. Wharton told of going with a delegation led by Tennessee governor Phil Bredesen to China in a hunt for new industry. The governor was “able to ink the deal there,” he said. But Wharton said he was forced to say, “I’ve got to go back home and see if I can get the other side of the street to agree. ‘But aren’t you the big-time mayor?’ they said. ‘Yeah, but I’m just one side of it.'”

• As it happened, consolidation had not been mentioned last week when Wharton took his first explicit (if low-key) step toward running for mayor of Memphis.Addressing a crowd of several hundred attending a $500-a-head fund-raiser at the Racquet Club last Wednesday night, the county mayor said, “I will not be launching any kind of formal campaign yet,” and cautioned his audience that anybody “expecting to hear some grand announcement or possibly receive some yard signs for distribution is going to be disappointed.”

That caveat having been uttered, Wharton went on to make it clear that his hat was very much in the ring.

Looking beyond the expiration of his current term as county mayor, which ends after the county general election of 2010, Wharton said, “I have elected to remain in the weal of public service.” He said his zeal had “only gained steam in recent years” and that “my head is still filled with ways to make connections … and address our challenges.”

Therefore, he assured the crowd, “You’ll be hearing from me.”

Most of what Wharton had to say was from a prepared statement which he read — after several jests to the effect that his wife, Ruby Wharton, had warned him to avoid extemporizing “old crazy stuff that I’ll hear about for weeks to come.”

Brandishing the several sheets of paper that constituted his formal statement, Wharton quipped, “It’s better to read it rather than listen to a critique for the next three weeks.” He called the written speech “a warranty to keep me from getting in trouble.”

Hence, no reference to consolidation, the current legal problems bedeviling his mayoral counterpart, the squabble, brewing even then, over city and county policing functions, or any other problem areas as such.

Instead, Wharton praised the urban community he intends to lead and made passing references to such policy areas as public finance, schools, and health care.

And, just as he avoided unleashing any heavy thunder in his remarks, the newly fledged candidate made an effort to downplay any grandiose expectations on the part of his supporters. He dismissed as “ridiculous” the idea that “anybody could dry up all the money” with an early entry into the city mayor’s race.

• All’s well that ends … well, further ahead than you were before you got behind. And for a good cause, too. That was the case at the Memphis Pizza Cafe on Madison last week for what was billed as a “Democratic Solidarity Event.”

It was called for the purpose of raising enough money to compensate Shelby County commissioner Steve Mulroy for paying for corrections to an unauthorized version of the Shelby County Democratic Party’s sample general election ballot.

Mulroy, one of the boosters of the Yes-On-Five campaign favoring a referendum for instant runoff voting (which, like nine other referenda, went on to pass handily), came out of his pocket to the tune of some $600 to defray the costs of pasting labels over a box on the sample ballot passed out to voters that said “Vote No on Referendums.”

Since no such box was ever authorized — or even considered — by the Democrats’ executive committee or steering committee, Mulroy and numerous other Democrats had every right to suppose that the party would reimburse him for his trouble in correcting as many as he could get to. No dice.

So independent Democratic organizer Brad Watkins, chairman of the ad hoc Operation Change campaign, took it upon himself — in league with other aggrieved Democrats, including several of the city’s leading progressive bloggers — to see that Mulroy got reimbursed.

The bottom line was that Mulroy’s $600 was raised, along with enough overage — about $300 — to contribute to the Inner City Outreach Center, located in Foote Homes.