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Facing several unexpected expenses in a few months might be terrible to just about everyone, I imagine, however it was especially devastating to my husband and me because this is the first (and hopefully not last) Downtown Revival Festival – featuring our favorite band, Guided by Voices.  We couldn’t afford to go and see our favorite band on their home turf.  Ugh.  What made matters worse was that everyone assumed we were going so we got a lot of messages like “Where are you guys?” or “Come find us at the ___ tent!”  What made matters UNBEARABLE was that we could hear GBV playing off in the distance because we live downtownish.  Sigh.  It was not easy.

But rather than hang our heads, we rallied and cooked a yummy dinner with the windows open and Spotify blasting out all of our favorites from the 80s and 90s.  Dancing and singing in the kitchen to “Don’t Stop Believing” really drowns out the drums in the distance.  I made orzo and roasted vegetables from the Hope Springs Institute cookbook (you seriously need to buy this book) and drank my favorite wine of all time, Adesso Cagnina di Romagna.

We’re still bummed we missed it, but we had a blast that night either way.  It reminds me of the quote on George Takei’s facebook wall:  “The happiest people don’t have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything.”  Our home really is lovely and we love spending time here.  With that being said, will someone please tell me how much GBV rocked the festival?

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As far as bars go, you can’t find a much better one than The Southern Belle.  This is one of the cheapest bars I’ve ever been to with a wide selection of bottled beer.  The atmosphere is dark with the walls and ceiling made of exposed wood, which definitely makes you feel like you’ve stepped back in time a little bit in a very good way.

Last weekend, my husband and I stopped in to The Southern Belle for a drink.  Later we went to the Wake Up, Mordecai show next door at Canal Street Tavern, which was extra special because they dedicated a song to me!  It made me feel special.

The Southern Belle
134 North Patterson Boulevard
 Dayton, OH 45402
(937) 461-4536

There are few places that make me quite so immediately happy as South Park Tavern.  Their food is awesome – they even have whole wheat pizza crust!  I love the beer selection, which changes constantly with all drafts written on a giant black board by the bar.  Their bottles and cans are well received because they sell some cheaper favorites people can’t always get at every bar (Schlitz, Old Style, etc.).  South Park Tavern frequently has live music, but if you’re not into the band, you could always enjoy the night air in their patio seating.  One of my favorite aspects of South Park is that the staff all seem to get along really well, which makes the whole vibe of the place very calm and friendly.  I swear, sometimes you walk into a restaurant and feel the tension immediately, whereas here you can walk in stressed and leave completely relaxed.

South Park Tavern
1301 Wayne Avenue
Dayton, OH  45410
937.586.9526

Below, my husband, Rob (Perfectly Lethal) guest blogs about anything and everything:

My wife, the beautiful and often hilarious Girl About Town, asked me to write a blog entry for her.  Frankly, I didn’t know how to take this space up.  So I just decided to address a number of topics very briefly, hoping that you find at least something interesting to read.  If not, make sure you rip me in the comments so that I am not invited back.  This has happened at parties with living, breathing people, so I will not be hurt if you decide to do so.

  1. Oberon rules.  We bought a six pack of this a couple of weeks ago and I had a “few” while we grilled out.  I went to get another six pack a week later and they had sold out of all 30 cases in a week.  I was sad.  Luckily, Belmont Party Supply (best beer store in the world) ordered more and we’ve got another six waiting for tomorrow to grill out.
  2. Having a huge porch is paramount to enjoying the summer.
  3. Emmylou Harris is incredible.  We saw her perform a couple of years back, and it was great, but I wasn’t as big as a fan as I’ve become.  So underrated.
  4. I’ve been walking again and I feel so much better.  My legs feel good.  My blood pressure is down.  Most importantly, I feel like doing more than sitting in the basement.
  5. The Reds are frustrating me so far this year.  But it is great that I get to watch them a bunch while on the treadmill.
  6. Guided by Voices this summer.  Holy shit.
  7. The Wizard of Oz is officially my favorite movie of all time.  The Apartment inches closer towards it every year.  The first time I watched The Apartment was with my future wife on a cold winter afternoon.  I didn’t expect much going in, but by the end we had a new favorite from the AFI Top 100.
  8. Julia rules.
  9. Go Thunder!  They already swept the defending world champs by just showing up and taking care of business.  In high school I loved the Kemp/Payton/Karl Sonics.  I know that Seattle people will tell you this is not the same.  I understand.  But I am still enjoying watching these guys.
  10. South Park Tavern is the best, I can’t stop thinking about the food and availability of Old Style.

It was a long road but I’ve finished listening to every single Robert Pollard-related song, album, EP, etc. ever released as of April 14, 2012.  (Yes, that includes the Jon the Croc single.)  If you didn’t think I’d make it, I can’t blame you because at 1,771 songs totaling 2 full days, 21 hours, 13 minutes, and 17 seconds, I wasn’t sure I was going to finish this challenge or not.  (Please read this and this if you want to see how far I’ve come.)

If you don’t believe that I did it, or you’d just like to see proof, please see my last.fm page by clicking here.

Now I’m not really sure what to listen to…

I’m fast approaching the halfway point, so I thought I would share what I’ve encountered so far on this journey (if you have no idea what I’m talking about, read this first):

1.  My husband says “This is my favorite song” once every 5 or 6 songs.

2.  Not all Robert Pollard songs ::cough::Nightwalker::cough:: lend themselves easily to working out at the gym.

3.  Explaining the AO journey to non-fans makes you seem like a crazy person.

4.  People will therefore change the subject when you talk about AO – my advice is to let them.

5.  Being someone who sings fairly constantly, I’ve had to stay on top of my habit of trying to look up songs on YouTube when I forget lyrics, notes, or the key to a song that gets stuck in my head.  Twice I’ve started walking towards my computer with the intention of doing this and both times I caught myself before getting into the room.  It’s tricky.

And a thought that I had (because you can’t silence the anthropologist in me forever):  AO is like going from a lay person in a religion to an ascetic.  This is the Robert Pollard fan equivalent to a vow of silence or a vow of poverty, etc.  It’s just not as bad as flailing because it’s completely passive – you just let the music play and stay vigilant to make sure you don’t repeat songs or listen to ANYTHING else.

Image borrowed from GBVDB (awesome website, go visit now!)

What better way to kick off Hot by Heedfest than to attempt the rigorous Alpha Omega journey of Robert Pollard’s music?  The rules are unnervingly simple:  Listen to all Robert Pollard releases back to back in chronological order without skipping, repeating, or listening to anything else.  Anything means absolutely anything – no Pandora, no demos from your friend’s band, nothing on a juke box, etc.  Ambient music at a restaurant or store is understandable but even your friend’s radio in his car while you’re carpooling has to be silenced.  In the end, if you’re successful, you receive bragging rights and a cool T-shirt from Rockathon Records (because they are the nicest people ever).  The difficulty, as I understand it, lies in the fact that you can’t repeat songs, even when they’re really really good (and unfairly short – i.e. “Hey Aardvark”).  Also, Guided by Voices breaks up in 2003 but somehow there are still, I don’t know, 1,000 songs after that?  It’s going to be a wild ride.  And the Acid Ranch stuff is going to give me nightmares…

I have a lot of advantages other Robert Pollard fans may not have:  My husband has completed Alpha Omega twice but attempted it a few more times than that.  He’s my Alpha Omega coach and iPod manager.  Also, because he’s such a big fan, he already had most of the music he needed to complete it before he even attempted AO.  By now we own everything I will need, yes, even that.*

Updates to follow, but until then you can follow my progress on Last.fm.

*Any rare EP or hard-to-find side project that you can think of.

Dear Oxford,

I found out recently that “cassette tapes” will be removed from the Oxford English Dictionary.  This comes as quite a shock as the Oxford crowd is usually on the cutting edge of culture – I heard that along with removing “cassette tapes” you are now adding “fax machine” and “digital camera.”  You are so with it.

Obviously you are missing the fact that cassette tapes are making a comeback to those who love all things nostalgic.  In fact, my husband and I may not even be together if it weren’t for cassette tapes.  In 2004, for my 18th birthday, my future husband made me a purple mix tape of Guided by Voices (and other Robert Pollard side projects’) rarities and B-sides.  I remember being so taken with that gesture because it meant that unlike making a mix CD (so popular for use in courtship in 2004 as it only took seconds to drag and drop an entire playlist), he had to sit in front of a boom box and carefully start and stop the recording to change the songs.  It probably took him hours including the meticulous planning and sequencing of the tape and then getting up the courage to give it to a girl he liked without being sure she would like it.  Anyways, at some point during the 42nd listening or so while singing every word to “Subspace Biographies” I realized I wasn’t just hooked on GBV, I was also head over heels madly in love with my future husband.

So you see, without “cassette tapes” there would be no mix tapes.  And with no mix tapes, lots of charming vomit-inducingly sweet stories like mine would no longer be able to be told.  Oxford, I need words like “cassette tapes” to be able to tell these stories to my children who won’t know anything but digital music – so kindly stop linguistically erasing my experiences, ok?  If you bring it back, I’ll make you a killer mix tape.

Thanks!

Lauren Rinehart

You’ve probably heard that Thursday is the new Friday but did you know that it’s 100% true?  I had a pretty great Thursday and took a few pictures to capture the fun.

A chicken guy from Paradise Key Cafe came to visit me at work.

We stopped in to South Park Tavern to see Wake Up Mordecai on Thursday night.  South Park Tavern has awesome food, by the way.  And pink cider on tap!

The weekend is going to have to rock to be better than this!  It probably will, but more on that later…

I am so happy that someone out there thought of this.  These little kitten rock stars of The Kitten Covers really brighten up my morning.