Chuckie’s Wild Ride and Posthumous Exhibition

The details of Charles Knudsen IV’s death will be up for debate for years to come. For example, the medical consensus is that he suffered a myocardial infarction, which is consistent with what he’d previously told me about his heart health. A popular belief among his many friends and admirers, however, is that Chuck died…

Art Is Rent and the Residence Gallery

Featuring works by Quad Cities artist Donnie Bobb avail. thru Jan. 15, 2018. For years, I thought an art gallery was a place owned by an uptight rich lady who dyed her hair jet black and dressed like a polo-playing assassin. And in order to get your work into her gallery, Elizabeth Bathory herself had to find…

The Bad Year, Or: Sharing is Love

This has been a rough year for various reasons, chock full of moments like finding oneself in front of the Amazon listing for Final Exit and thinking, “maybe I’ll just read some of the reviews.”

Calls for Submission

Call 1 Aubrey Barnes, the Midwest Writing Center’s Poet-in-Residence, is curating a community blog. He’s accepting submissions until November 25th – a little over two weeks from today. Nowhere in the call does it specify that you must be from the Quad Cities or even the Midwest; we’re a tolerant people. In addition to my own contribution,…

Free Ideas – Take One

There are few intellectual tragedies greater than having a good idea and being unable to see it realized for whatever reason: lack of funds, lack of expertise, lack of knowledge or time or resources, etc., etc. I often find myself adding a project to my list, knowing that I’ll never actually get it done. What…

The Island Lives

I did not get a picture of a teary-eyed Nathan Lane on the evening of August 1, and now I kinda wish I had. He got a little verklempt when over 50 of his friends and neighbors descended on Moline, Illinois’ modest city hall to support him and The Island, a DIY venue just up…

Foster’s Fearless and An Era of Experimentalism

I don’t miss much about living in a densely-populated city, but I do recall with romance and nostalgia the smorgasbord of weird shit that was going on all around me at any given time. I’m not talking about the guy on the train who tried to sell me a half-eaten jar of peanut butter –…

The Good Doctor Is In

If you live in Iowa and pay attention to community theater at all, you often find yourself thinking, “Oh, look: yet another production of State Fair/The Music Man/The Bridges of Madison County.” There’s not a great deal of variety. In the month of April, however, theater fans finally have a reason to get excited: Neil…