With St. Patrick's Day coming up, I figured it was time to talk Irish music: (jigs? reels?). I sat down the co-owners of the venerable Park Circle pub, who just celebrated its 10th anniversary
After a Saturday night full of food (I'm talking vats of oysters and an open-faced pig roast) and dancing, we scouted out two of the highlights of SEWE weekend: those swooping birds and diving dogs
Love songs aren't really my thing, but there is ONE—just one—that has melted my groovy heart since the day back in 1991 when it was sent to me on a "mix tape" in the Saudi Arabian desert
Why are we showing the world our food? What UNIVERSE are we in with all the "selfies?" I emailed 20 or 30 people and asked what they consider the worst offenses. Here's the first, horrifying half:
Last week's arrest of our own hometown Bernie Madoff redefined the term "wedding crasher." Are wiseguys and raging opportunists around ever corner? One author says yes.
You need a lift on a Friday afternoon? Read this. Meet Leon, Harry, and the long arm of the law, as relayed by Cullen, likely from his lively stoop on Spring Street
Just your run-of-the-mill, hilarious, heartwarming, and frightening courtroom drama on Broad Street. It started on Spring (as my stories do) with a pair of well-intentioned wiseguys and $8 of shrimp
Shouting at me like a carnival barker? No thanks. Loud, in-your-face, me2me sales pitches don't work with this gal—instead, you must engage me. Here's how (if you're in sales, you need to read...)
Kanye in a skirt, fist-pumping Rolexes, and 6 hours of prime-time TV—so went Sandy's relief concert. Comparing that to Katrina's has me wondering: what if a storm hit Chas? What would ours look like?
Bird carcass meets Pyrex meets half-tin-foil-covered mac-and-cheese... A touch of frostbite from fridge-shelf battles equals a good Thanksgiving in my book
My advice for taking in Friday night's show at the Music Farm, in a mere 20 Tips or Less. Really, buy me a Guinness and follow my advice. Only some of it though... Most of it doesn't even work for me
The holiday season got off to an early, swinging start with the Charleston Jazz Orchestra's "Holiday Swing" show at the Charleston Music Hall last Wednesday. If you miss it, here's what you missed
Sound(wo)men. Hate 'em or love 'em, the people who work the knobs at your gig can control your fate. Here I explain how, and give examples of what NOT to ask them (e.g. Hey man, where's the bathroom?)
In my theory, President Obama is to the Miami Heat as Governor Romney is to the LA Lakers. Here's a breakdown of my logic, as well as an early prediction for the outcomes of both
I hung with the SNL veterans during their recent gig at my Music Farm. Here are the cool backstage stories, including why I respect frontman Angelakos now more than ever
Last Wednesday, I set out in search of traditional Irish music. Instead I found Gerry Kieran, no live music, a bottle of Connemara, and a damn good clubhouse
Beach season might be coming to a close, but not for runners. Here're some things to consider—wind, dead jellyfish, sand dunes, dogs—to best enjoy a fall jog along your favorite shore
My play-by-play rundown (including photos!) of Saturday's Southern Ground opening day, from the complainers in line to a run-in with Zac Brown to the madcap musicians onstage... Wow.
Let's be honest: Do you really need another shirt or pair of shoes? If you’re planning to go shopping this weekend, guest Gritter Amanda Gilbert invites you to reconsider
