Terry Prince & the Principles, long ago (Photo by Lorna Field)
In this week’s cover story, Memphis Flyer music editor Alex Greene takes readers on a tour of producer Matt Ross-Spang’s soon-to-open recording studio, Southern Grooves. Since Ross-Spang is a student of local recording history, references to older, more storied studios abound. But don’t take my word for it — flip to page 12 and see for yourself.
Sentimental as I can be, this week’s story sent me on a trip down memory lane. Until recently (say March 2020 or thereabouts), I could often be found in one of Memphis’ recording studios or music venues. I never ascended to the ranks of the Memphis musical elite, but playing music was a big part of my life nonetheless. It gave me a creative outlet, a way to blow off steam, and a reason to get together with friends; it even made me a little money from time to time. Music never paid all my bills, but it sometimes took care of the Memphis Light, Gas & Water payment — or, like a snake eating its own tail, paid for more studio time.
I don’t think there’s any chance that I’ll ever get a star on Beale Street, but I’ve written and recorded a couple dozen songs — two of which I think are genuinely something to be proud of. It was a small contribution, but in my own way, I added a little thread to the tapestry of Memphis music. And when one of my bands played out-of-town gigs, we did our best to be admirable amateur ambassadors from the Bluff City.
Now it looks like those days are behind me. I’m sure I’ll continue to play and write, and there might be the odd performance or recording session. But I don’t really see myself using vacation time to tour the South in the sweltering summer in a van of questionable reliability. I don’t want to sleep on out-of-town friends’ floors or share a bed with all of my bandmates — and the dog of the house, too. Twelve-hour recording sessions seem more grueling these days. I’ll leave all that to the pros.
Still, I can’t imagine a feeling quite like surfing the wave of a close-knit rhythm section, plucking out a guitar solo before the band hits a half-beat pause together, then crashes into the crescendo in sync. Or switching from 4/4 time to compound measure all together. It’s euphoric, and studies have shown that this is more than just romanticized talk — musicians’ brain waves sync up mid-performance. But to be that together on stage in the moment demands a fair amount of rehearsal time in advance — at least for a musician of my middling caliber — and these days I think I’d rather make up silly songs with my nephew. We’re currently working on one about flying away, though I’m not certain of the destination or mode of flight. I can’t be entirely sure, but context clues and his general interests lead me to believe it’s about pterodactyls. He doesn’t get my Dinosaur Jr. references, but that’s okay. It keeps me humble.
What’s my point, you might ask. Namely, I think, that too much concern is placed these days on the tangible worth of a thing. Will I ever be counted among Memphis’ musical legends? Heck no! W.C. Handy changed the entire world when he notated the blues. Whether you credit Ike Turner’s “Rocket 88” or Elvis Presley’s take on “That’s Alright, Mama,” rock-and-roll has some of its earliest roots in Memphis soil. And from “Green Onions” to Al Green’s entire catalogue to Unapologetic artists getting songs placed in high-profile ads and Netflix shows, Memphis music is still out in the world in a big way. Not to mention Goner Records! I don’t have to hang with the greats, but, even as a Z-lister, I got to be a part of something. If I had worried about being profitable or the best — or any good at all — I would have missed out on so much.
More important, to me at least, is that I got to create something with other people. One of my close friends designed the cover for one of my EPs, and my band wrote and performed the score for another friend’s short film. Music gave me an excuse to make art (or at least noise) with people I admire, and those memories are nothing short of priceless.
So, to the folks who listened, thank you. To the musicians making a real go of it, I’ll see you out there. I can’t wait.
Memphis is rightly known as a city of musicians’ musicians. Whether they stay planted here, like MonoNeon, or move to the coasts where the music industry and its stars are based, they bring a feel and a groove that few others can match. But the city also attracts brilliant players from elsewhere, in search of that Memphis sound. More than any formula or ingredient, like our much-touted horn players, there’s an elusive ambience, a holistic character, that emerges when one works in this city. And one element of that is simple: It’s in the rooms.
That doesn’t mean our well-appointed lodgings, but rather the classic studios that have dotted the city for over half a century. But it wasn’t always thus. At the dawn of the 2000s, digital technology led many to retreat into the safety and economy of home studios, to such an extent that many studio owners wondered if they’d go the way of the dinosaurs. Was there any money in the studio business?
In recent years, that question is being answered with a definite maybe. The pendulum has swung back to the advantages that only dedicated studios can offer, especially larger rooms, classic gear, and efficient engineering. As Boo Mitchell, co-owner of Royal Studios, one of the oldest continuously operated spaces of its kind in the world, recently noted, “It’s shifting back to the way it used to be, when we were a recording destination.”
All such history is new again, as many artists and producers clamor for a sound that some call retro and others call classic. One indication came in 2019, when what was once unthinkable came to be: A new studio opened in town. And the classic sound was crucial to it. As Memphis Magnetic Recording Co. co-owner Bob Suffolk reflected, “Our studio is brand-spanking new, although it’s done in what I call a purpose-built vintage style.”
Matt Ross-Spang (Photo: Jamie Harmon)
Memphis Sounds, Southern Grooves
Now, a new “purpose-built vintage” recording space is opening with an even more local provenance. Matt Ross-Spang, who distinguished himself first at Sun Studio and then as a Grammy-winning engineer and producer based at the renowned Sam C. Phillips Recording Studio and elsewhere, is custom-designing a new room, to be called Southern Grooves, in what was once the Sears cafeteria on the second floor of Crosstown Concourse. As he puts on the finishing touches, it’s clear that this one project embodies all Ross-Spang has learned from multiple studios around Memphis for over a decade, a distillation of the city’s legendary history of recorded music.
“On these walls, we used a polyurethane paint. And that doubled the length of the room,” Ross-Spang says. When you get a tour of a studio, you hear such absurdities regularly. Wait a minute, I think, the paint alone can double the length of the room? That’s when I realize he’s talking about the length of the room’s echo. In a studio, what matters is how your ears measure a room, not your eyes or your yardstick.
In this instance, the room is basically a closet, but it’s a closet designed to always remain empty: another absurdity. “This is what I’m most proud of, our echo chamber. Steve [Durr] designed it. Here’s what it sounds like,” says Ross-Spang as he claps a single time. “It’s about four seconds. Of course, our bodies are soaking up some of the sound.” When in use, the room will have only speakers, playing audio from the control room, and microphones to record how those sounds bounce off the walls. To build such a room, Ross-Spang and Durr studied Phillips Recording intensely. “Phillips has three chambers. The one behind the pink door at the end of the hall there is the greatest echo chamber I’ve ever heard. It’s about six seconds. I didn’t have that much space, but we had height.”
Ross-Spang is one of the few to have seen the Phillips chambers in detail. As Jerry Phillips, son of the late Sam Phillips, says, “We’ve got some of the greatest echo chambers in the world in that building. And we keep them kind of a secret. We don’t let anybody take pictures in there. It’s proprietary. We have three different sizes. And the combination can really give you a great sound. You cannot duplicate it in any kind of digital process.”
That’s true of all such physical spaces, be they echo chambers or the large rooms in which bands record. Stepping into the tracking room at Southern Grooves is like stepping back in time, both sonically and visually. Wood panels alternate with orange fabric on the walls; a wooden chair rail runs along the room’s perimeter; linoleum floor tiles sport geometric patterns here and there; perforated light fixtures, reminiscent of the Summer Drive-In, hang from a ceiling with similarly perforated panels, arranged in an uneven sawtooth pattern. All of it seems to invite a band to set up and record in the old-school way, all together, playing live in the room that time forgot.
A session at Phillips Recording, with (l-r) Rev. Charles Hodges, Matt Ross-Spang, William Bell (behind piano), Leroy Hodges, Ken Coomer, and David Cousar (Photo: Jamie Harmon)Southern Grooves, the new recording studio in Crosstown Concourse (Photo: Jamie Harmon)
Memphis Soul Stew, or Ingredients of a Sound Studio
“I kinda stole from all my Memphis heroes. At Sun, the V-shapes on the ceiling went long ways, and at Phillips they go like this. And then Chips Moman’s thing was latticework,” Ross-Spang explains, referring to the producer/engineer who helped found both Stax and American Sound Studio. “So the ceilings here are about 15 feet high; the panels drop down and are angled, but the sound goes through the perforated metal, and then there’s insulation so it stops before it comes back down. So you still get the big room, but you don’t have the parallel surfaces. You never want parallel surfaces.” Such surfaces cause sounds to bounce around too much. “That was another big Sam [Phillips] thing. The angles throw off the flatness of the floor.”
And yet some bounce is desirable. Take the linoleum floor, also a design element from Sun (actually known as the Memphis Recording Service in its heyday). Those floors have often been celebrated as being critical to the roomy sound of early Howlin’ Wolf, Elvis, and Jerry Lee Lewis recordings. As musician Mark Edgar Stuart notes, one story among his fellow tour guides at Sun Studio is that once Bob Dylan himself walked in on a tour, looked at the floor, said, “Ahh, tile,” then walked back out.
As Jerry Phillips says of his father, “Memphis Recording Service was his baby, of course. And Marion Keisker helped him a lot. They laid the floor tiles. He would clap his hands and hear how the echo sounded in the room. How alive or dead it was. He wanted a combination of live sound and controllable sound. And he just built the acoustics in that studio by experimenting.”
Jerry Phillips at the bar in Sam C. Phillips Recording Studio (Photo:Jamie Harmon)
As Ross-Spang envisioned it, having such a “live” tracking room, with some echo (as opposed to a “dead,” echoless room) was critical. “In the ’60s, all the rooms were really reverberant,” he explains. “And then in the late ’60s, early ’70s, when they got 16 track machines and could put mics closer on stuff, they started to deaden stuff with burlap. And then they went so far, they would just really deaden it. So I wanted to have a ’60s room that just started putting up burlap. I always thought that was the coolest balance. ’Cause you can always deaden something more. I can always put more shag rugs down; I can put in baffles. But it’s hard to make stuff livelier. And I just love the old tile floor. Ever since Sun, I’ve always loved that sound.”
The wood and burlap on the walls, on the other hand, are inspired by the second location of Ardent Studios, built in 1972, where Big Star (and many others) made legendary albums. Once again, Ross-Spang leaned on his design collaborator for much of those details. “Steve Durr was really good friends with Welton Jetton, who built all the equipment for Stax and Ardent and helped John Fry [and Terry Manning and Rick Ireland] design the original acoustics at Ardent. So Ardent Studio A had these kinds of reflectors and absorbers. That was a Welton Jetton design. I brought that back because I always thought that was a great look, and they sound amazing.”
Yet there are some elements of Southern Groove’s acoustics that are completely unique, unrelated to the studios of yore. “You always want limitations, and I had the limitations of the columns,” Ross-Spang explains. He’s speaking of the huge concrete columns that pepper the entire Crosstown Concourse structure. There was no possibility of removing or moving them, but Ross-Spang was okay with that. “Acoustically, the columns are interesting because they’re three-foot-thick concrete, they’re smooth, and sound will bounce off that randomly every time. There’s no way to mathematically account for that, acoustically. You play guitar from here, you move and inch, and it’ll bounce differently. I think it’ll be interesting when we get mics in here because it will randomize the room a lot.”
For Ross-Spang, the randomness was a bonus. “A lot of acousticians have one design that they go for every time, but Steve [Durr]knows I wanted something weird and not necessarily correct. Because all the Memphis studios aren’t correct, but they’re cool. I didn’t want a perfect studio; I wanted a weird studio.”
As we move into the control room, where two electricians are painstakingly working, it becomes clear that weirdness is literally wired into the entire space, thanks in part to Ross-Spang’s forethought. Pointing to the electricians, he says, “They’re pulling 30,000 feet of cable, and we’ve got conduits and troughs running to all the rooms. I wanted to wire every room for sound ’cause sometimes you want something to sound perfect, and sometimes you want it to sound like it’s in a garage. The hallways and every other little room are wired. Sometimes a guitar in the main tracking room sounds too good. So you put it in the hallway and it sounds like Tom Waits, and that’s what you need, you know? I do that a lot. At both Sun and Phillips, I would use that front lobby all the time. So I wanted to keep that here. All the wiring is running through the floor in troughs, and the cables will come up into these old school ’60s one-fourth-inch patchbays.”
Ultimately, the wires will converge on a mixing board that, among all the design features, will make Ross-Spang’s commitment to classic Memphis studios more apparent than ever. “I actually have John Fry’s original board from the original Ardent on National Street, where they did the first Big Star stuff. It’s getting fixed up, and it’ll be the main board. It was built in Memphis by Welton Jetton. And I also have a later board that Welton built for Stax, when they upgraded to the bigger boards. We’re putting the Ardent console in the original Stax frame, this cool white Formica top thing.”
The influence of Jetton on the studios of Memphis is hard to overstate. As Terry Manning, the first engineer at Ardent and now a distinguished producer, says, “Welton was a genius. He was the chief engineer at Pepper [Sound] Studios, which at the time was the biggest jingle recording company in the world and had several studios that Welton had put in. Pepper was huge, and Welton was a prime part of that. And later he started his own company making consoles, which became the Spectrasonics consoles that Stax and Ardent had. Later he changed that to Auditronics, and they were used all over the world. It was all Welton and his crew — acoustic design, electronic design, building the consoles. ‘Hey, we need a direct box! What’s a direct box? I don’t know, but Welton will build it!’ It was an amazing time, where you made your own gear and recorded your way.”
Finally, aside from the collection of other vintage gear that Ross-Spang has amassed in his current home base at Phillips, there will be vintage amps and instruments, including a Hammond A-100 organ and one thing most home studios and even many professional ones simply do not have these days: a grand piano.
For that, Ross-Spang received some sage advice from one of the pillars of Memphis’ golden era of recording. “I brought one of my heroes, Dan Penn, over here, and out of nowhere he said, ‘What kind of piano are you gonna get?’ And I said, ‘I don’t know. I don’t want to get anything too big.’ And he said, ‘You need to get the biggest durned piano you can buy. Them little pianos, the sound don’t wanna come out of them. But them big pianos, they can’t wait to be recorded. They jump out the speakers.’ So I’m going to have a Baldwin from 1965 in here. It’s a 7-footer. It was really cool to get it from Amro Music ’cause it’s their 100th year of serving Memphis.”
James Taylor, Peter Asher, and Terry Manning at Ardent Studio in 1971, using the mixing board Matt Ross-Spang has acquired. (Photo: Courtesy Terry Manning)
I’ll Take You There, or Setting is Everything
And yet, despite all of Ross-Spang’s committment to the designs and instruments and gear of yesteryear, there’s another element that he may value over all others. As we wrap up the tour, he reflects a bit more on the simple fact of where Southern Grooves will live. The name screams out “Memphis,” of course, but there’s more to it than that. Something unique.
“Never has a studio been in such an ecosystem like Crosstown,” he says. “That was one of the biggest selling points to me. Think about with Ardent and other places with multiple rooms and who you might run into. You might be doing an overdub, but then Jack Oblivian’s in Studio A, and you’re like, ‘Hey, will you come play real quick?’ And that’s kinda gone now with home studios and one-studio facilities.
“But at Crosstown — like, we just ran into Craig Brewer! It’s kinda like having Jerry Phillips come visit Phillips Recording. Here, you can go next door to the Memphis Listening Lab and remember why we’re doing this in the first place. Crosstown is a million-and-a-half-square-foot lounge, essentially, filled with creative people. And I don’t think any other studio has had that opportunity. That’s what I feed off of: other people’s energy. If you put me in here by myself, I couldn’t create anything. But when I have the people here, I’ll go two days without sleeping because I’m so jacked, you know?”
Matt Ross-Spang plans to have Southern Grooves fully operational this August.
Grizz Gaming, the NBA 2K League affiliate of the Memphis Grizzlies, tops the East Conference this season with three weekend wins over Blazer5 Gaming, the Portland Trail Blazers affiliate, and a 9-1 record.
Here’s how Grizz Gaming guard Chess described the games and how he sees this week’s games against Wizards District Gaming.
Posted to Twitter by Grizz Gaming
“We’re feeling good over here, man,” Chess said in a video posted to Grizz Gaming’s Twitter. “We knew we had a tough opponent in Blazer5. We came out, punched them in the mouth the first game. Kind of let up in the second half, but [in the] second game, we didn’t do that. We stayed on the pedal the whole way. … We got a tough week next week. But I believe we can do a 4-0 ….”
Celebrations on the wins and the league standing were captured on Twitter, as seen in a video posted by forward followTHEGOD.
On Monday, Grizz Gaming posted a tweet that said, “Hey Alexa, play ‘Touch The Sky’ by Kanye West.”
Molly and Richard McCracken at their Memphis Kitchen Co-Op (Photo: Michael Donahue).
Richard McCracken is happy to say, “Amplified Meal Prep has a new home now.”
He and his wife Molly are the owners of their first brick-and-mortar business, Memphis Kitchen Co-Op, at 7946 Fischer Steel Road in Cordova.
The 6,500-square-foot building, which also houses their healthy food business, Amplified Meal Prep, has space for people like themselves, who don’t have room in their homes to make food in quantity.
“I just want to help people,” Richard says. “I wanted to open a community kitchen where people can rent from us. But I didn’t want to be like, ‘Here’s the key. You owe us $700 the first of the month. See you later.’ I want to be able to help people do what we did. We wanted to have a place where we can help you start a business from A to Z.”
Somebody might say, “I have an Aunt Sally, and she makes the most amazing peanut butter pie in the world.”
So, Aunt Sally decides to sell her pies, but she finds it’s $2,500 a month to rent a kitchen. Then she needs an oven and a kitchen mixer. That’s $12,000. She also needs other kitchenware, which could be another thousand. She says, “Oh, my God. I just can’t do it.”
“That’s where we come in,” Richard says. “We offer any equipment you need. I’ll buy it for your use. You come in. Pay us rent.”
Their commercial equipment includes eight convection ovens, eight standard ovens, four 10-burner stoves, two flat-top grills, a 30-quart and 60-quart mixer, food processors, a 24-by-14-foot walk-in cooler, a 32-by-7-foot walk-in display cooler, 50 prep tables, 120 storage shelves, and 40 feet of vent hood space.
The McCrackens “will sit down with you if you have any concerns — how to price food, food costs, where to go for your business license, Department of Agriculture certified aspect of agriculture. We help you with all that.”
They also provide help getting the word out online. “We have an in-house marketing group, Ruby Red Media, that does individual or group social media [and] handles email and stuff like that.”
Memphis Kitchen Co-Op rent is based on time, space, and need, but it’s less than most commercial kitchens, Richard says.
Unlike other commercial kitchens, they will include a store. “We’re going to sell all our tenants’ products in there. People can walk in and buy 30 or 40 different companies’ products.” They also will have a website, where people can order Memphis Kitchen Co-Op products. “We deliver or you come to the store and we have it ready for you in a box.”
Renters can range from bakers and food truck owners to people who prepare school lunch programs. “Anybody who wants to start up a new business, we’ll help them get going.”
Richard also plans to till a 14-by-120-foot patch of grass next to the building for a community garden.
Richard, who wrestled for 20 years, and Molly opened Amplified Meal Prep three years ago. Customers can order healthy comfort food or build custom meals according to their specific diet plan.
They were “camped out” in another commercial kitchen, but, Richard says, “We ran out of room.” The couple couldn’t operate out of that space anymore. “So I started looking in November of last year for a commercial building. All of a sudden this popped up.” Molly originally thought the building was too big, but Richard told her, “We’ll grow into it.”
Memphis Kitchen Co-Op is “a testament of hard work. And I really want to get our message out there that people like me and Molly, who worked our full-time jobs for two years and Amplified two years — that’s what you have to do. Now look at us. We have, essentially, a million-dollar building for four years. It’s centrally located, smack dab in the middle of everything. It’s 15 minutes from Downtown, 15 minutes from out east, and 15 minutes from Germantown.”
For information on Memphis Kitchen Co-Op, go to memphiskitchenco-op.com.
Wyre prepping for the stage as a creepy neon clown. (Photo: Selfie by Barbie Wyre)
Organizer, producer, and host of the queer variety show this Saturday says that as a Rhodes College freshman, they were foolishly allowed to prance around on stage. It was at that moment the thought occurred to them: “Let’s do queer art.”
In 2017, Barbie Wyre started doing just that at Growlers by organizing all-ages, open-stage events as a queer community building tool. Then 2020 happened.
Now in 2021, Wyre is back in a big way.
“This is the biggest show I’ve ever produced,” says Wyre. Without a breath between words, a rapid-fire event description follows: “Underground queer bands. R&B. Soul. Punk. Rock. EDM. Aerial. Fire. Belly dancing. Stilts. Contortionists. Two videographers. Live painter using neon and glitter — must have glitter. Have you seen the movie Hedwig and the Angry Inch? It’s my favorite.”
Wyre even has a tattoo inspired by the movie. A picture of the tattoo was sent to the movie’s director John Cameron Mitchell, who co-wrote the stage musical of the same name with Stephen Trask. “Mitchell said he liked it,” says Wyre playfully. “So now I have full Hollywood access. By the way, did I mention that anyone who shows up in pajamas gets free unlimited popcorn?”
Show up in your pj’s if you like popcorn and quirky queer movies. You can attend the music, variety show, and movie portion of the event separately, but all-day access is only $20. It’s a steal.
What comes next? Wyre says there is already a show in the works for July 2021.
Clash of the Queers Variety Show, Black Lodge, 405 N. Cleveland, Saturday, June 26, 3 p.m., $5-$20.
Stacey Williams-Ng gives a hoot about pollution. (Photo: Courtesy of the artist, Stacey Williams-Ng)
A children’s fable by Hans Christian Andersen, “The Emperor’s New Clothes,” comes to mind when it comes to a public art piece in the works by artist Stacey Williams-Ng. The art is “invisible,” just like the emperor’s new clothes. In this case though, it’s not a ruse.
On the sidewalk around the Crosstown Concourse fountain, Williams-Ng will use hydrophobic paint, which repels water, to create the piece. The shapes will be invisible when the plaza is dry, but when water from the fountain is splashed onto the shapes, they’ll become visible. Can you see it now?
Made possible through a grant provided by the Urban Child Institute, the piece is based on the environmental conservation of the Mississippi River. The idea is to teach kids about litter as they play in the splash pad in the summer. It’s a good lesson for all of us.
“I recently learned that the Mississippi River is in serious peril as a result of pollution,” says the artist, Williams-Ng. “I thought it would be really neat to create hidden objects and wildlife that reveal the problem of pollution in our rivers. After all, we don’t usually see litter either, so we assume that it’s not there. But beneath the surface, there is trash that is threatening our ecosystem.”
The artist has already started work creating cans, shoes, and other typical litter items, interspersed with river wildlife like catfish for the public reveal on Saturday. Activity sheets with an interactive map for a treasure hunt and a word-find puzzle will be available for the kids.
Opening reveal for “Invisible Aquaphobic Art,” Crosstown Concourse Plaza Fountain, 1350 Concourse, Saturday, June 26, 11:30 a.m.-1:30 p.m., free.
I have always liked Irish whiskey, but have never been overly wowed by it. Being a Scotch guy — and specifically an Islay whisky (note that the Scots leave off the “e”) — I go for peat and seawater. To me, Irish whiskey tastes like Scotch with the corners sanded off. Not a bad description because the Irish stuff is traditionally distilled three times as opposed to the two passes they make in Scotland. The extra loop makes a lighter finished product and doesn’t have that peaty aspect that puts the cowardly modern drinker off. The notable exception to this is Auchentoshan, the only triple-distilled single malt Scotch. Honestly, it tastes like Irish whiskey to me.
Monks first brought distillation to Ireland in the early Dark Ages, and supposedly thanks are owed to St. Patrick himself. Understand that Patrick gets the dubious credit for nearly everything good in Ireland, but the whiskey claim is a lot more plausible than that business with the snakes. It would be another century before another Irish monk would cross the North Sea and bring the art to Scotland. Because practice makes perfect, they got very good at it.
Then they stopped practicing.
It’s a misconception that Prohibition was strictly an American thing. The truth is that the early 20th century temperance movement was a global phenomenon: Finland, Iceland, and Russia(!) all toyed with Prohibition in the decade before the U.S. finally enacted it. Believe it or not, it was a powerful movement in Ireland as well — the upshot being that demand dropped and so did production, meaning that in turn quality also suffered. True, sales picked up in the Great Depression, but that was more about quantity than quality. The consequence to all this was that by 1950 there were only four distilleries in Ireland, and they were just barely hanging on. A further consolidation in 1966 left just three, but this was a tactical retreat. The distilleries teamed up with the goal of focusing on making a superior product, not just surviving. They started practicing again. Throughout the 1970s the quality attracted more investment, and that led to a revival boom in Irish whiskey through the ’90s.
When I saw Writers’ Tears Irish Whiskey, well, I had to give it a whirl. (To be clear, I’m not Irish; I spell my name Murff, not Murph. It is Swiss German, and yet I have no firm opinion on fondue.) I hoped that the whiskey’s name, clever as it is, was just a marketing gimmick. Being a prolific producer of writers’ tears myself, I know that they have a bitter and lonely aftertaste.
I can assure you that there is nothing bitter about this stuff. Writers’ Tears Double Oak was a 2019 Top 20 pick from Whisky Advocate magazine and has been called the most premium Irish blend. It may well be. It’s made the traditional way and finished in American white oak bourbon barrels, then French oak cognac casks. All of which gives a depth and complexity to Writers’ Tears that I don’t normally associate with Irish whiskey.
Pour a dram and you get a deep color that you might mistake for cognac or bourbon. There, the similarities end. It’s got a nose that gives you dark, rich fruit; dark chocolate; and spices. There is oak on the front end. I’ve heard other reviewers talk about a honey blond sweetness — but I think that I’m picking up the same quality as an almost cosmic smoothness of a dark, mellow vanilla. You don’t get much heat, just a finish that’s peppery with a hint of a little green apple.
To give full scope to these whiskeys would require me to go full Irish writer on you, but my handlers refused to up my allotted word count to 25,000. So I’ll sum it up: Writers’ Tears Double Oak is a whiskey that has not had its corners sanded off.
The sad tale of a child coming home from school and asking that question was put forth in the Tennessee General Assembly as one of the reasons the state needed to pass a bill forbidding the teaching of critical race theory (CRT) in the state’s schools. Teachers are indoctrinating our children with trauma-inducing leftist bilge, said the legislators. So they passed a law banning the teaching of CRT and anything else that implies that “an individual, by virtue of the individual’s race or sex, is inherently privileged, racist, sexist, or oppressive, whether consciously or subconsciously.”
Pshew! That was close. Can’t have our students learning anything about race or privilege.
This concern about CRT isn’t limited to Tennessee. Fourteen other states have passed similar laws. It’s the topic du jour in the right-wing media ecosphere. Senator Marsha Blackburn (R-Mary Kay) and other GOP camera-sniffers bloviate about it whenever someone puts a microphone in front of them. Their message is always the same: The crazy, leftist, socialist liberals want teachers to tell your kids they’re racists!
Actually, critical race theory is a decades-old, elective, college-level area of study, often taught in law schools, where it’s used to examine how race has historically shaped our current legal system. CRT studies racism as a social construct — as opposed to something tied solely to an individual — and the effects it has upon society.
Those who are demanding that it shouldn’t be taught in our public schools might as well be demanding that teachers quit telling kids the Earth is flat. Little Braxton and Brittney are not being taught that they are racists by their teachers in public schools. The right-wing anger machine is trying to ban something that isn’t even happening. Which, of course, is the whole point. Faux outrage is a feature, not a bug.
Critical race theory is just the latest in a long line of false fear-mongering tactics, what passes for Republican policies these days. Put it up there with “caravans are coming,” “they’re gonna take your guns,” “Obama is a Kenyan,” “Fauci caused COVID,” and, of course, “the election was stolen.” It’s a distraction, something to keep folks riled up against each other.
So what are children actually learning about race these days? If my long-ago junior high education is any indication (hopefully, it is not), they might learn that the Civil War wasn’t just about slavery, that it was also fought for economic reasons (as if the entire economy of the South wasn’t based on slavery). They’ll probably learn there were some great generals: Grant, Sherman, Stonewall Jackson, Robert E. Lee (and his noble surrender at Appomattox). They’ll learn about the glorious and bloody battles. They might learn about Harriet Tubman.
They probably won’t learn about what it felt like to be sold as livestock at a slave market or about the dozens of “race riots” around the country in the decades after the war — in Tulsa, Memphis, Chicago, Atlanta, Eufaula, Wilmington, and elsewhere — “riots” being a more comfortable word for lynchings, murders, and the wholesale destruction of Black communities. They might learn about segregation and the Civil Rights movement, but they probably won’t read firsthand accounts of what it felt like to be denied voting rights or refused service at restaurants, stores, and lunch counters. They might learn about fire hoses, dogs, burned buses, and Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., but they won’t learn what it was like to have experienced the countless put-downs, slurs, insults, and indignities large and small suffered by Black Americans throughout our history.
Maybe these things aren’t taught because our educators don’t want children to be uncomfortable. More likely they aren’t taught because the entire structure of the American education system was historically created by white people. It’s almost as though we needed a critical theory about our racial history, something that could help all of us understand the fallout from hundreds of years of slavery and oppression of Black Americans, something that could help parents have a calm, informed discussion with their child when she comes home and asks, “Mommy, am I a racist?”
Before the pandemic, Tennessee’s children were improving but still struggling with poverty, obesity, education, and more, according to a new national report that scored the state in the bottom half of all states on key metrics.
Credit: Annie E. Casey Foundation
The 2021 Kids Count Data Book is published annually by the Annie E. Casey Foundation and with cooperation this year by the Tennessee Commission on Children and Youth. The report ranked Tennessee 36th for the well-being of its children in four major categories — economic well-being, education, affordable health care, and family and community context.
“Tennessee has moved up and down in a small rank space over the last decade, landing between 35 and 39 every year,” the report says. “Tennessee has seen improvements in child well-being over this decade, but they have largely been national improvements that left Tennessee in roughly the same relative position.”
(Credit: Annie E. Casey Foundation)
The information in the study is the latest but it does not cover the last year. So, the figures in it really give a snapshot of Tennessee children before the pandemic and in its early stages.
That data shows “nearly a decade” of progress in jeopardy of being “erased by the COVID-19 pandemic unless policymakers act boldly to sustain the beginnings of a recovery from the coronavirus crisis.” Data book researchers said ”simply returning to a pre-pandemic level of support for children and families would shortchange millions of kids and fail to address persistent racial and ethnic disparities.”
“This is a pivotal time for Tennessee and we need to invest in our children in a strong, equitable, and sustainable way,” said Richard Kennedy, executive director of Tennessee Commission on Children and Youth, Tennessee’s member of the Kids Count network.
Here’s a glimpse into some of the study’s key finding about Tennessee.
• Economic well-being: In 2019, one in five children lived in households with an income below the poverty line. Though higher than the national average, this percentage has decreased by 23 percent over the past decade.
(Credit: Annie E. Casey Foundation)
• Education: In 2019, 60 percent of young children (ages three and four) were not in school. This percentage has remained consistent in Tennessee, fluctuating little throughout the last decade.
(Credit: Annie E. Casey Foundation)
• Affordable health care: In 2019, 80,000 Tennessee children did not have health insurance. Many of these children may be eligible for TennCare or CHIP. The year prior there were more than 55,000 uninsured children in Tennessee who were eligible for coverage through one of these programs.
(Credit: Annie E. Casey Foundation)
● Family and community context: In 2019, Tennessee experienced one of the highest teen birth rates in the nation. Tennessee’s teen birth rate is 34 percent higher than the national average.
(Credit: Annie E. Casey Foundation)
Pandemic survey
While the study did not cover the pandemic, researchers conducted surveys across Tennessee to gauge child well-being. Here are some key findings.
• During the pandemic, in 2020, 23 percent of adults in Tennessee with children in the household had little to no confidence in their ability to pay their next mortgage or rent payment.
However, by March 2021, this figure had fallen to 13 percent, suggesting the beginnings of a recovery. Although confidence is increasing, disparities persist, with 26 percent Black or African American Tennesseans reporting a lack of confidence in paying the rent or mortgage in March 2021.
• Tennessee has seen great improvement in children’s access to internet and digital devices for schooling. In 2020, more than one in five children did not have access. By 2021, that number has been reduced to 13 percent.
• Despite improving indicators, nearly one in four adults in Tennessee with children in the household reported feeling down, depressed, or helpless in 2021, a number that remained unchanged since 2020.
“The COVID-19 pandemic is the most extraordinary crisis to hit families in decades,” said Lisa Hamilton, president and CEO of the Annie E. Casey Foundation. “Deliberate policy decisions can help them recover, and we’re already seeing the beginnings of that. Policymakers should use this moment to repair the damage the pandemic has caused — and to address long-standing inequities it has exacerbated.”
Dr. Antonio Tillis, a distinguished graduate of Memphis Central High School in the 1980s, was the beneficiary Saturday night of a surprise celebration in his honor at the Collage Dance Collective on Tillman. The affair, arranged by a group of his old Central classmates, was in tribute to Tillis’ recent appointment as Chancellor of Rutgers University in New Jersey.. The appointment takes place on July 1.
Tillis, 55, will head Rutgers University–Camden, the southernmost campus of Rutgers, aka The State University of New Jersey, with more than 7,200 undergraduate and graduate students enrolled in 39 undergraduate and 29 graduate programs.
He recently served as interim president of the University of Houston-Downtown, where he had previously served as the M.D. Anderson Professor in Hispanic Studies.
Tillis holds a bachelor’s degree in Spanish from Vanderbilt University and a master’s degree in Spanish literature from Howard University. He earned his Ph.D. in Latin American literature (with an Afro-Hispanic emphasis) from the University of Missouri at Columbia.