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Opinion Viewpoint

What “Green” Means

I welcomed the cover story and theme of the recent “green” issue (April 15th) of the Flyer.

In my experience as a business owner, nonprofit board member, and recreational participant, I see that Memphians are ready to be green and are hungry for the kind of progress this means for our city.

We live in a competitive world — one which ranks restaurants, hotels, coffeeshops, and cities in every category. Memphians are tired of being on the bottom of most quality-of-life lists — whether it’s Forbes or Outside or Bicycling or Men’s Health.

Shelby Farms and the Greater Memphis Greenline are taking Memphis in the right direction. And visitors to downtown are drawn to walk along the banks of the Mighty Mississippi or along the Bluff Walk. Either way, the views are matchless.

We look forward to and support long-established events like Memphis in May, but our beloved Tom Lee Park is damaged for months in its aftermath.

Where is the will to restore the lawn, fill in the ruts, and repair the broken irrigation system, quickly and completely, with the highest standards?

Memphis enjoys many great festivals and events in our parks throughout the year, but while the party is fun, the clean-up is just as important as is the restoration of our greenspace for the people who use them every day.

The standards need to be raised. When I go to conservation meetings and trade shows in other cities, the predominant theme is always that the most important park is the park nearest to your home. It’s where you go when you get up in the morning and walk your dog or fly a kite. We have to have a complete park system that works for all of us.

My best talent as a small-business owner of 36 years is not underestimating Memphians. Memphians I see on a daily basis are climbing the Matterhorn in Switzerland and Mt. Blanc in France, paddling their kayaks down the Colorado River through the Grand Canyon, running the Boston Marathon, and bicycling the Memphis Hightailers 100-mile Fall Century.

They are strong, smart, and motivated. And they have never been more restless. I know many who are quietly considering how to relocate to a more progressive urban environment.

We have great sports teams, a thriving arts community, incredible music, and the best barbecue — bar none. But I believe we’ll be a better city in every way if we embrace higher standards for all our parks.

We live in a Google map society, where every aspect of our culture is quantified and on display. We measure things. We’re bar-coded. If you buy a product in a store, you don’t need a receipt; we can tell you what store, what time, what day you bought it when you bring it back in and we scan it.

Similarly, we measure pollutants in the air. We measure what comes out of the sewage treatment plant; we measure solid waste disposal. Water and air pollution data are measured and monitored by the EPA. The number of miles of bike lanes and greenbelts are measured by transportation departments.

Quality-of-life issues such as clean air, clean water, bike lanes, well-maintained parks, and greenbelts have never been more important to the self-image and business climate of Memphis.

We cannot overcome our problems with Photoshop and P.R. When people rank us, whether it’s Forbes magazine or whoever, they’ve got real data. You can send them a nice brochure, but it doesn’t work if it’s not accurate. They’ve got the facts and the statistics.

We’ve got to treat the waste, we’ve got to treat the air, we’ve got to support the Health Department and the other public agencies. We’ve got to do the detailed hard work.

In the current competitive environment, people don’t have to stay here. And they don’t have to come here, either. We have to give them reasons to. Ultimately, a green and healthy Memphis is a matter of good business. Nothing less.

Joe Royer is the co-owner of Outdoors, Inc.

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Film Features Film/TV

The Post-Graduate

Greenberg, about a bitter, middle-aged man-child trying to figure out his place in the world while house-sitting his brother’s Los Angeles home, is the first Noah Baumbach movie I’ve sort of liked since his 1995 debut, Kicking and Screaming. Based on its titular hero’s frequent splenetic outbursts — which are sprayed assault-rifle style at any unsuspecting friends, exes, or total strangers thoughtless enough to stand in his way — Baumbach’s not giving up on his unshakable belief that misery is the river of the world. But he’s finally letting more genteel types back into his movies who can challenge the naysayers now and then.

Ben Stiller, looking as serious and intent as a bearded Robin Williams, plays Greenberg as a pop-culture snob who nourishes his character’s stupidity, delusion, selfishness, and lust the way a beggar nourishes his lice. His incessant low-level griping and riffing on behavioral minutiae is so inexcusably mean-spirited and stupid that listening to his rants against restaurant customers and large corporations starts to feel like spending time with a jackass who defends every uncouth remark by saying, “Hey, at least I’m being honest.”

For Greenberg, every human interaction is a potential disaster, whether it’s an impromptu reunion with one of his former band mates (the always-reliable Mark Duplass) or a botched attempt at reconciliation with his disinterested former girlfriend (Jennifer Jason Leigh).

Baumbach specializes in such uncomfortable interpersonal encounters, whether they are verbal, sexual, or, in the climactic party scene with Greenberg and his college-age niece’s friends, generational. (And what is his envious judgment of these twentysomething party monsters? “There’s a confidence in you that’s horrifying.”) The age disparity between Greenberg and his hate objects is important: Stiller’s advancing age and diminutive stature are often disguised in his films, but here his smallness and his gray hair are stressed to imbue his 40-year-old character with a perfume of petulance and pettiness so strong it almost doubles his size in any given space.

The episodic plot congeals around Greenberg’s passive-aggressive dalliances with Florence (Greta Gerwig), his brother’s 25-year-old personal assistant. Gerwig brings a wonderfully complementary energy to her scenes with Stiller; she’s a hurt bag, all right, but her diffidence and confusion feel like optimism when contrasted with her angry li’l love interest. Even when she’s absorbing abuse, Gerwig warms and complicates every scene she’s in.

Harris Savides’ cinematography, which depicts a Southern California atmosphere that’s not so much smoggy as pollinated, is also relatively cheery and consistent with the film’s tentative embrace of growth instead of pollution. And there’s some unexpected human comedy in the film as well. In one sequence at a restaurant, Greenberg’s overpowering crankiness actually nets a few laughs (“It’s weird aging, right? It’s like, what the fuck is going on?”), and his lost, depressed friend’s (Rhys Ifans) casual remark that the Lindsay Lohan vehicle Just My Luck shows that Lohan’s “got charm” is a more vital example of peanut-gallery culture parsing than Greenberg’s faux-ronic embrace of the song “It Never Rains in Southern California” or the movie as a whole.

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Politics Politics Feature

Electing the Commission

All races on the May 4th primary ballot are restricted to a single party, with the exception of District 5.

DISTRICT 1, POSITION 1: Perhaps to his own surprise as much as anyone else’s, first-term Republican Mike Ritz, a retired financial executive with ample prior experience in county government, ended up without an opponent this time around.

That guarantees four more years of unrelenting attention to fiscal matters large and small from Ritz, a watchdog and numbers-cruncher par excellence.

DISTRICT 1, POSITION 2: This seat is being vacated by the deep-pocketed radiologist/radio tycoon George Flinn, a Republican who opted this year to run for Congress in the 8th District. Flinn hopes to bequeath his seat to longtime personal assistant Heidi Shafer, whose status as a conservative activist dates back to her leadership, almost a decade ago, of a petition drive to forestall the FedExForum deal.

Shafer is being challenged by a political newcomer, Albert Maduska, a physician who has declared the salvation of the financially beleaguered Med to be his major concern. Shafer’s ties to Republican grass-roots organizations and her support from Tea Party groups give her the edge.

DISTRICT 1, POSITION 3: Right up until the last hour before filing deadline, it appeared that incumbent Republican Mike Carpenter might go unopposed, but GOP conservatives irked by Carpenter’s deviations from the party line on some key votes went looking for a champion.

They found one in Joe Baier, the owner of a breast cancer clinic, who has paid for large, highly visible signs that proclaim him “A True Conservative Republican.”

Carpenter, though, can boast an impressive array of across-the-board supporters, including Republican establishmentarians, who admire his hard work on educational funding and other county problem areas.

DISTRICT 2, POSITION 1: To virtually everyone’s surprise, veteran commission warhorse Walter Bailey, a Democrat who was term-limited out four years ago, ended up without opposition when, eligible once more, he filed for his old seat. (Incumbent J.W. Gibson chose not to run for reelection.)

DISTRICT 2, POSITION 2: Former state representative and first-term commissioner Henri Brooks functions as an all-purpose exponent of historical black grievances, and, though her indifference to protocol and finesse has rubbed all of her colleagues wrong at one time or another, she soldiers on pugnaciously.

It’s an approach that must be working. Her only opponent in the Democratic primary is security consultant David Vinciarelli, a Frayser-area activist who has yet to gain much specific gravity in local politics but, to his credit, keeps trying.

DISTRICT 2, POSITION 3: This seat, currently held by the term-limited Deidre Malone, now a mayoral candidate, is being contested in the Democratic primary by no fewer than six contenders — Melvin Burgess, Tina Dickerson, Eric Dunn, Norma Lester, Reginald Milton, and Freddie L. Thomas.

The main contenders would seem to be Burgess, chief auditor for Memphis City Schools and son of the well-remembered former police director Melvin Burgess Sr.; Lester, a respected activist for both nursing and Democratic causes; and Milton, a community organizer with some significant endorsements to his credit. Expect a runoff.

DISTRICT 3, POSITION 1: Businessman James Harvey, a first-termer on the commission, has earned a profile as an independent-thinking swing voter, who genuinely seems to think out his position on every issue.

He may be in for a tough fight, though, from James O. Catchings, whose long career as teacher and principal in Memphis city schools has earned him significant name identification.

DISTRICT 3, POSITION 2: Longtime political broker Sidney Chism is one of the true opinion leaders on the current commission, and the fire and snap of his impassioned oratory is often at the service of overtly Democratic or inner-city issues.

Though much of the retired Teamster leader’s time now is being devoted to managing the congressional campaign of his old ally Willie Herenton, he would seem to have enough wherewithal left over to deal with a challenge from Andrew Jerome “Rome” Withers, a financial counselor and son of the revered late photographer Ernest Withers.

Ironically, Chism himself may have given Withers’ campaign valuable publicity and an unexpected boost with his charge that Herenton’s opponent, incumbent 9th District congressman Steve Cohen, had political motives for funneling federal funding into a foundation, administered by Rome Withers, that oversees the Withers photographic archives.

DISTRICT 3, POSITION 3: Democrat Edith Ann Moore was a dark-horse candidate for appointment last year to the commission seat that interim county mayor Joe Ford had to relinquish to assume his current position. But the retired IBM executive was sufficiently impressive in her interviews with commissioners that she out-pointed a field that included Justin Ford, son of the interim mayor.

To no one’s surprise, Ford the Younger has renewed his challenge, and he brings to bear the resonance of the family name and much of the political network that has always boosted members of the clan.

DISTRICT 4, POSITION 1: Chris Thomas, for whom social conservatism has always figured large, is also a practical politician. Figuring his present Probate Court clerkship to be a risk as the Democrats’ countywide edge widened, he began campaigning for the Position 1 seat in heavily Republican District 4 more than a year ago.

Thomas’ early start did not faze John Pellicciotti, a youngish high-tech maven and vintage-car restorer who has made a career of taking on long-odds races — finally winning one when the commission selected him from a crowded field to fill what was then a District 4, Position 3 vacancy late last year.

Sticking to the letter of his pledge not to seek reelection to that seat, Pellicciotti decided to take on Thomas, perhaps figuring that the presence of a third contender, veteran Lakeland politician and frequent candidate Jim Bomprezzi, would further skew the voting.

Pellicciotti has made a race of it, holding public meetings to oppose consolidation. And he took the fight directly to Thomas, including the Probate clerk in a censure motion that had no chance of passing (and, in fact, garnered no votes) but managed to publicize a modest if recurring irregularity in Thomas’ books.

DISTRICT 4, POSITION 2: This seat has been held for the last four years by incumbent Wyatt Bunker, arguably the most conservative member of the commission, both in social and in fiscal terms (though frequent voting partner Ritz would challenge him on the latter score).

Bunker has two challengers — Memphis policeman Ron Fittes, making a spirited first run for public office, and John Wilkerson, a well-liked elder statesman on the local Republican scene. But the incumbent may have paid enough political dues to hold on for another term.

Interestingly, Bunker bookends commission colleague Steve Mulroy in an odd way. He claims to have been instrumental in the “defeat” of Mulroy’s gay-rights initiative, the same measure the Democrat cites as a triumph. They’re both right, in that, during the commission debate last year, Mulroy’s ordinance was transformed into an all-purpose equal-rights resolution that did not specifically mention gays or apply beyond county government itself.

DISTRICT 4, POSITION 3: Like Thomas, Millington grocer Terry Roland has been campaigning for well over a year, and the public attention he garnered from his daring and near-miss race against Democrat Ophelia Ford in a state Senate special election some years back gave him an enduring hero status among many Republicans.

But George Chism, a former educator and businessman and son of a longtime member of the Shelby County School Board, has been running hard too and is an effective stump presence in his own right.

The indefatigable Roland, out of sheer determination as much as anything else, is favored.

DISTRICT 5: Other than 9th District congressman Steve Cohen, there is no political figure on the local scene who resounds as well with avowed progressives as Democrat Steve Mulroy, a bona fide leader not only with the aforesaid equal rights initiative but on behalf of such other causes as Living Wage and Prevailing Wage ordinances.

A swing vote on many partisan issues, he is also an accomplished debater whose vocation as law professor at the University of Memphis has helped arm him with many a defining legal argument in he course of rhetorical battle.

Mulroy is opposed in the Democratic primary by Jennings Bernard, a local broadcaster whose political luster has been considerably dimmed by the frequency of his many election efforts over the years.

A Republican candidate, physician Rolando Toyos, also has filed for the District 5 seat, in tacit acknowledgement of the swing status of a district which was previously held by Republican Bruce Thompson.

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Food & Wine Food & Drink

Market Forecast

The Agricenter Farmers Market will open its season on Saturday, May 1st. Running for more than 25 years, this market reaps all the benefits of its longstanding tradition: a steady number of vendors, a reliable location, and an easy to navigate set-up.

At the market this year is a mix of new and old: seafood from Paradise Seafood, beef from Mathis Creek Farms, Pontotoc Ridge blueberries, nuts from Delta Pecans, and coffee from McCarter’s. There also will be breads and baked goods, boiled peanuts, precooked greens, Italian ices, barbecue, and crafts and handmade items.

The Agricenter Farmers Market is open Monday through Friday from 7:30 a.m. to 5:30 p.m. and Saturdays from 7 a.m. to 5:30 p.m.

Agricenter Farmers Market, 7777 Walnut Grove (355-1977), agricenter.org

This is the inaugural year for the Cooper-Young Community Farmers Market, which kicks off this Saturday in the parking lot of First Congregational Church and runs from 8 a.m. to 1 p.m.

“We want our market to be representative of the diverse community we reside in,” says Robin Rodriguez, chairman of the board for the market. “It’s about bringing the community together and removing the anonymity that sometimes exists between people and the source of their food.”

The market is founded upon three principles: community gathering and education, greater access to fresh food for underserved neighborhoods, and support for the local farm base. One aspect of bridging the gap between underserved community members and farmers is to set up EBT machines, which Rodriguez expects to be in place by their June 5th market. They’ll also team up with the Mid-South Peace & Justice Center and Grow Memphis to develop other ways to draw new people to farmers markets.

It’s their first market, so Rodriguez says they plan to start small and add more attractions as the season goes on. For now, they have a solid start with vendors like Downing Hollow Farm (Downing Hollow’s Lori Greene spearheaded the Cooper-Young market), West Wind Farms, Delta Sol Farms, and the Original Grit Girl. They’ll also have produce from the Evergreen Montessori School, and a tool sharpener who goes by “One Sharp Dude.”

Cooper-Young Community Farmers Market, 1000 S. Cooper, cycfarmersmarket.org

April 17th marked the beginning of the downtown Memphis Farmers Market‘s season, and according to Maryanne Lessley, the opening celebration was one of the most crowded she’s ever seen.

“We had record attendance,” she says. “It was fabulous — the most product and greatest number of vendors we’ve ever started with.”

Now is the time for butterhead lettuce, spinach, mesclun, beets, carrots, turnips, greens, bok choy, and baby bok choy. Neola Black Angus beef, Newman Farm pork, Bonnie Blue Farm goat cheese, and baked goods also are available.

Farm fresh eggs were a big hit last year, so the market has added two new egg vendors.

The market is open Saturdays from 7 a.m. to 1 p.m.

Memphis Farmers Market, Central Station Pavilion (575-0580), memphisfarmersmarket.com

The Memphis Botanic Garden Farmers Market enters its fourth season on April 28th.

“Our whole market is very laid-back and casual,” says Jana Gilbertson, market manager. “We wanted to give people the opportunity to connect with people who are growing their own produce and flowers.”

One of the vendors, Peace Bee, is particularly connected to the venue, harvesting honey from hives that pollinate the gardens.

Other vendors include Whitton Farms, Groovy Granola, Delta Grind grits, Delta Pecans, Evergreen Farm, Aunt Lizzie’s Cheese Straws, Grandma’s Desserts, Mama D’s Italian Ice, Jones Orchard, and many more.

Vegan vendors are also a big hit with Peace of Cake offering an array of vegan baked treats and OC Vegan selling boxed lunches, salads, breads, cakes, and desserts.

The market is open every Wednesday from 2 to 6 p.m.

Memphis Botanic Garden Farmers Market, 750 Cherry (636-4121), memphisbotanicgarden.com

May 4th is set to be a soft opening for the Collierville Farmers Market, now in its second year. The grand opening will take place on May 25th, closer to the market’s full swing. Until then, from 11:30 a.m. to 6 p.m. on Tuesdays, Collierville residents can head to the parking lot just off the Town Square on Washington, where 20 or so vendors will be selling locally grown produce, meat, and dairy items.

“Last year, we were given a space that only allowed for 14 vendors, and people were astounded at how many customers came,” says Jennifer Warrillow of the market. “So this year, we’ve moved to a different section of the same parking area, and we can have up to 30 vendors.”

Those signed on to sell at the market include Jones Orchard, Peach World, West Wind Farms, Evergreen Farm, Mammaw Melton’s Heirloom Gardens, Wolf River Honey, Sue’s Flowers, Oak Hill Farms, and True Vine Farms.

Collierville Farmers Market, 167 Washington,

colliervillefarmersmarket.org

The Millington Farmers Market makes its debut on May 1st. It will be open Saturdays from 7 a.m. to 1 p.m. and Thursdays from noon to 6 p.m. Housing the market is an open-air building with 12 vendor spaces. Eighty percent of the building costs were donated, a good sign of community support.

The market already has six full-season vendors and several part-time vendors signed up. Look for Holt Farm, Marla’s Garden, Green Acres Farm, Gray’s Veggies, Jones Orchard, McCarter Coffee, and frozen Black Angus beef raised in Covington at Mathis Creek Farms.

Millington Farmers Market, 5152 Easley,

millingtonparks.com

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Film Features Film/TV

Girl on Film

The Swedish title for Stieg Larsson’s bestselling book The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo is Män som hatar kvinnor, which translates roughly to Men Who Hate Women. With a title so fitting, why the change for the English version? Perhaps because the tattooed woman is the real focus of the story. In her, Larsson has found a detective as keen and unlikely as a modern-day Miss Marple — though with significantly more piercings.

The girl with the dragon tattoo is Lisbeth Salander, a standoffish young woman hardened to the world by some terrible, secret past that only begins to unravel later, in the second and third books in Larsson’s series. She is brusque and punkish and also happens to possess a number of invaluable investigative tools: a photographic memory, computer hacking genius, and a thirst for justice. These attributes make her an enigmatic heroine and an irresistible asset for the other main character, Mikael Blomkvist.

Blomkvist is a renowned reporter for the small Millennium magazine. Fresh off a major libel scandal, Blomkvist is charged by the wealthy Henrik Vanger to investigate his niece’s disappearance some 40 years prior. Harriet Vanger vanished from the wealthy family’s island estate when she was only 16, and Henrik suspects she was murdered by someone within the family. Harriet was once a babysitter for Blomkvist, and with a particular soft spot for her, he is compelled (and sustained by a tidy sum of kronor) to take the case. But only when he teams up with Salander is he able to crack it, uncovering generations of lies and shocking Vanger family secrets.

The film is in Swedish with subtitles and produced by the Swedish production company Yellow Bird. This same company produced the Wallander TV series starring Kenneth Branagh, which is probably why the film takes on a similar haunting look, with bluish-gray lighting and stark scenery. The palette and an eerie soundtrack are perfectly suited for the plot, which keeps the audience mildly unsettled, aware of a current of evil running below the surface.

Anyone who has become rapt by Larsson’s complex storytelling might wish for more of the intricate, layered plotlines from the book. The film, like most adaptations, sheds some of these layers to keep the story moving. But the editing maintains the most important parts and lays the requisite groundwork for the sequels.

Having read the books, I was most hesitant about the casting, but Noomi Rapace is a pitch-perfect Salander, embodying the most complex character in the novel with ease and style. And for a character millions of readers have pored over and connected with, her success in the film carries a weight much larger than most other aspects of the film.

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News The Fly-By

What They Said

About “Letter from the Editor” and the real beginnings of the Tea Party movement:

“The Tea Party movement is a modern-day, right-wing version of the Symbionese Liberation Army. It’s only a matter of time before Sarah Palin changes her name to ‘Tania’ and starts robbing banks.” — phlo

 

“Wrong, phlo, it’s actually only a matter of time until she’s hanging out in a milk bar with her droogs getting ready for her next episode of ultra violence. While listening to Beethoven. And reading violent Bible passages.” — packrat

 

About “Worst Foot Forward” and the reasons MCS needs the city to look poor:

“Finally a throwdown challenge to the bottomless sponge.

In tonight’s first match we have Geoff Caulkins vs. RC Johnson. And in the title match, Challenger John Branston vs. Kriner ‘Needmo’ Cash.” — danzo

 

About “Herenton, Kyles, and Cohen: The Case of the Averted Glitch” (referring to an apparent snub of Cohen at the funeral of Benjamin Hooks):

“Is it just me, or is political grandstanding at a funeral just a bit inappropriate? ESPECIALLY for a supposed man of the cloth?” — mad_merc

 

About “Hey, Big Spender” and a guide to tipping:

“Farm workers can be paid less than minimum wage; should we tip the dude who picked the asparagus on the menu too?” — packrat

Comment of the Week:

About “Ghost Story”:

“There’s other stuff out there NO ONE can explain. We aren’t the only beings on this earth. I have had that proved to me on a few occasions.” — COPR

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Music Music Features

World of Sound

Combining the best of Memphis music past and present with some of the most legendary performers in rock and soul history and a sampling of today’s biggest bands, Memphis in May’s Beale Street Music Festival has become one of the largest music festivals in the country, routinely drawing over 150,000 fans to the banks of the Big Muddy. This year’s lineup includes roughly 60 acts from a variety of genres and generations for a three-day celebration of the city’s mighty music heritage.

The Beale Street Music Fest will divide acts among four stages — along with a “blues shack” — in Tom Lee Park, a 33-acre site that sits at the base of historic Beale Street and stretches along the majestic Mississippi River.

Friday night, three shades of rock headline the main stages. Jam and roots-rock fans can check out Widespread Panic, who will close the night on the Sam’s Town Stage following sets from Blues Traveler and guitar giant Jeff Beck. Those who like their rock noisy and aggressive can see a resurgent Limp Bizkit on the Cellular South Stage. And fans of smoother, radio-friendly rock can see the Goo Goo Dolls finish off an eclectic lineup on the Budweiser Stage that includes Memphis rap pioneer Al Kapone and classic party band the B-52s.

On Saturday night, the three big stages also provide clear distinctions. Metal and hard-rock fans can enjoy a triple bill of Puddle of Mudd, Seether, and Alice in Chains on the Cellular South Stage. Those looking for something a little more mellow can enjoy a blue-eyed-soul double bill headlining the Sam’s Town Stage, with Michael McDonald followed by the most successful duo in pop history, Hall & Oates. But the most adventurous music fans might want to camp out at the Budweiser Stage, where bluesy, rootsy jam bands the North Mississippi Allstars and Gov’t Mule will alternate with literate Southern rockers the Drive-By Truckers and flamboyant psychedelic-rock institution the Flaming Lips. Meanwhile, over at the FedEx Blues Tent, three generations of Memphis blues greats — Alvin Youngblood Hart, Blind Mississippi Morris, and Bobby Blue Bland — take the stage.

On Sunday night, festivalgoers can have their choice of roots, rhythm, or rock. Roots is at the Budweiser Stage where bluegrass songbird Alison Krauss will lead her ace backing band Union Station through a headlining set, following singer-songwriter extraordinaire John Hiatt and rootsy indie-rockers Band of Horses. Rhythm is on display on the Sam’s Town Stage, where a couple of R&B legends — Memphis’ Booker T & the MGs and ’70s and ’80s stars Earth, Wind & Fire — will close the night. And the Cellular South Stage will bring the rock in the form of platinum-certified Mississippi stars 3 Doors Down.

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Letter From The Editor Opinion

Letter From the Editor: “Congratulations” to MGMT

The growing notoriety of my son Andrew’s band, MGMT, has long been something of a dicey issue for the Flyer‘s music writers. I feel their pain. It’s a lose-lose proposition for them. If they’re critical, they risk irritating their boss. If they praise the band, it looks like they’re sucking up or showing favoritism. No matter that MGMT has been praised and dissed and profiled by every major music publication from Rolling Stone to Spin to Billboard and covered by most music blogs around the globe, it’s still a ticklish deal for our guys.

I, on the other hand, don’t have that problem. I’m free to tell you that Congratulations, MGMT’s second album, is dense, lush, textured, difficult in places, absolutely euphoria-inducing in others. It is, as they say in the music business, a “grower” — that is, repeated listens reveal more depth and complexity. The lyrics blossom and begin to live in your head. The songs become earworms. It was the second-best-selling album in the U.S. last week. So yeah, I’m proud of my son.

And as you may or may not know, MGMT played Saturday Night Live this past weekend. Was I there? No, I was in a cabin on Beaver Creek, deep in the Laurel Mountains of Pennsylvania, near Frank Lloyd Wright’s Fallingwater. I go to Beaver Creek for trout-fishing every year on the last weekend in April with two old friends from the Pittsburgh area. This was our 24th year.

The cabin is rustic, set on a tiny stream amid towering hemlocks, lush mountain laurel, and huge rhododendrons. The cable in the cabin is basic. The television is a 13-inch Magnavox. The D is not H. But we weren’t going to miss SNL. These guys have known Andrew — and my daughter, Mary — since the kids were tots.

So we old farts poured ourselves some scotch and inched close to the set as host Gabourey Sidibe introduced MGMT. I admit to having some vicarious butterflies, but I shouldn’t have worried. The boys absolutely killed. They looked sharp, they mugged for the cameras, and they played with confidence and swagger.

Since it’s the Flyer‘s annual music issue, which celebrates all things musical in our fair city, I thought it would be okay to offer this completely biased story on a Memphis kid who’s doing pretty well in the music business.

See you at Tom Lee Park. I’ll be the wet, muddy guy.

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Opinion The Last Word

The Rant

It would only figure that being gay would also make you bipartisan. Or so says a trough of bilge named William Gheen, who is the head of the South Carolina branch of Americans for Legal Immigration PAC (ALIPAC). This “up is down” method of reverse labeling used to be called Orwellian, until the Michael Jordan of bizarro sloganeering, Frank Luntz, emerged to advise the GOP. So, ALIPAC is merely Luntzian for “Round ’em up, load ’em up, and move ’em out.”

Even professional xenophobe Lou Dobbs was offended by Gheen’s jaw-dropping speech to a Greenville, South Carolina, Tea Party rally, in which he demanded that Senator Lindsey Graham “come out of that log cabin closet” and “tell people about your alternative lifestyle and your homosexuality.”

If that weren’t sufficient nastiness for one speech, the Gheen slime creature continued: “I need to figure out why you’re trying to sell out your own countrymen, and I need to be sure you being gay isn’t it.” In a state famous for political luminaries like Strom “Jungle Fever” Thurmond and Governor Mark “The Gaucho” Sanford, Gheen has publicly accused the senator of being manipulated by blackmail to maintain his “secret.” The days of blackmailing public officials over their sexuality have pretty much ended in this country — all except for one place: the Republican Party.

There’s a documentary film worth seeing, readily available on cable, called Outrage, which proves it’s hard out there for a closeted, gay Republican. Gay activists, weary of legislators living one way and voting another, gathered witnesses to provide anecdotal evidence that some of the GOP’s fiercest opponents of same-sex marriage and gay rights are themselves closeted gays. Rumors about Graham’s sexuality are common D.C. gossip fodder, but this unprovoked public attack occurred because ALIPAC is really more concerned about Graham’s conduct in the Senate chamber, rather than the bed chamber.

Not that I savor defending a red-state conservative who called the health-care reform bill “a Ponzi scheme.” But Graham is one of the few remaining Republicans who, on occasion, will work with members of the opposite party for the benefit of the country. This dying breed was known in a previous century as a “moderate.” Gheen must think “reaching across the aisle” means something else.

The right’s outrage over Graham results from his co-sponsorship of an immigration-reform bill with New York liberal Democrat Chuck Schumer. Queer-baiting is merely the surest and fastest way to rile up the rubes into indignant opposition, and the insinuation that Graham is somehow being coerced into working with the Democrats sounds like a bad plot from a cold-war espionage movie. Judging from the roaring response from the Tea Party crowd, however, it seems gays are among the last groups that it is still safe to publicly demonize.

Openly gay congressman Barney Frank has endured slings and arrows from his critics yet remains an effective Democratic advocate, while Republican governor Charlie Crist of Florida, outed as a closeted gay in the aforementioned documentary, is about to be hounded from the party. The Tea Party has declared jihad on those Republicans they determine to be insufficiently conservative and there’s an ethnic-cleansing taking place to purge the ranks of the weakhearted. But screaming “homo” at Lindsey Graham wasn’t really about sexuality. It was about immigration. I guess if you can get mud on several groups at once with just one swipe of the brush, all the better. Nothing gets the Tea Partiers’ blood up faster than a hot-tempered tub-thumper railing against illegal immigrants or homosexuals, and if you’re a gay Mexican, God help you.

The true outrage is that confessed whoremongers like David Vitter and John Ensign remain in Congress, unscathed by the censure of their colleagues, while Graham, who served six years in the Air Force and in the JAG Corps during the Gulf War, is smeared by the “new right.”

This sort of ugliness is part of the reason why sane people question the Tea Party’s motives. They call for less intrusive federal government but demand an unconditional ban on abortion; they want a smaller government while we fight two wars with an economy on life support but don’t want to touch Social Security, Medicare, or the military budget. They believe in the principle of state’s rights yet favor a national constitutional amendment banning same-sex marriage. And when a state — as Arizona just did — grants powers to the police to detain and demand identification from anyone at any time and for any reason, that is called “fascism.” It’s what the “Greatest Generation” sacrificed nearly 300,000 men to fight against in WWII. But then again, Arizona produced Barry Goldwater and was the last state to acknowledge a holiday honoring Dr. Martin Luther King. And it’s a state where war hero John McCain has to re-animate his Frankenstein monster, Sarah Palin, to help him win a Republican primary.

There is an angry, anti-incumbent mood in the air, and the Democrats will undoubtedly lose seats in 2010. But should the Tea Party confuse that for a personal victory and continue polluting the air with their public vitriol, they will share the same destiny as the Dixiecrats in 1948. Or as their candidate, old Strom Thurmond, used to call them between visits to his sweet thang: “real Americans.”

Randy Haspel writes the blog “Born-Again Hippies,” where a version of this article first appeared.

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Dreams of Memphis

Artist Maximiliano Ferro grew up in Argentina and Miami and currently lives in New York City, but this Friday, he’ll put on “the first word was dream*it came to me as I slept,” an exhibit made entirely of things he finds in Memphis. Ferro is spending the week looking for materials and putting things together in a U-Haul that will occupy the corner of South Main and Nettleton.

Dreams are the subject of this exhibition, and interactivity and a dynamic sense of place are key to Ferro’s vision. “I’m excited to see what my life is going to be like this week,” he says. “I’m going to be making these things that are going to come from very far inside my being and also very far away from me.” One of the more concrete ideas he has for the way the show will turn out involves a haiku exchange. “They’re fast to write,” Ferro says. “Sure, you can think about them for a second, but they’re also kind of disposable, because you can write another in the next minute.”

Ferro hopes to encourage human exchange as a theme of the show, rather than just focusing on what he’s created. The community built around his work is a major part of the process. “I want people to think, ‘Wow, we’re alive. That’s the craziest thing I’ve ever done,'” Ferro says. “That’s what I really want for the show.”

“the first word was dream*it came to me as I slept,” South Main and Nettleton,

Friday, April 30th, 6-9 p.m.