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Fashions now available at Reruns in the Daylight Building This is an exciting time downtown. Today featured not one, but two business openings: Reruns completed their move to the Daylight Building and Union Avenue Books, after many...

It’s hard to believe: One year ago today I wrote a simple little post declaring my intention to document life in Knoxville. Like most blogs, I started with one reader: myself. Unlike most blogs, the story...

What kind of civilization would these people produce? I’ve always enjoyed watching the people at the concerts I attend. I sometimes speculate about what kind of world would evolve it everyone disappeared except the people at...

This past episode of Sundown found me with conflicting desires. I love Sundown in the City and generally enjoy it no matter who the artist happens to be. As I’d noted before (and as a result...

Metropulse Reader Appreciation Party, Latitude 35, Market Square, Knoxville The Metropulse Reader Appreciation Party was held the same day the “Best of Knoxville” poll results were issued. Held at Latitude 35, from 5:00 – 7:00 Metropulse...

It seems it’s either feast or famine. I haven’t found that sweet spot, yet, where multiple people guess for days before someone finally unlocks the mystery of the urban picture of the week. Last week no...

Bill Lyons notices a few friends on Market Square. Bill says, “Wait a minute . . . I’m not stupid!” Last December, then Mayor Haslam designated the pavilion on Market Square as the Bill Lyons Pavilion...

Breaking News: The Oliver Hotel (they are no longer Saints) is open for business. The first customers checked in yesterday. Dann Black, the assistant general manager was kind enough to show me around. He asked that...

Now, back to your regular programing. When last we left Knoxville for our little Dylan interlude, we were working our way down Jackson Avenue looking into some of the businesses there. Let’s finish that thought before...

My autographed copy of The Times They Are a-Changin’ Initially, I was too young to be a Bob Dylan fan. I was four-years-old when “Blowin’ In The Wind” was recorded. Bob protested, went electric, crashed his...