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Quest for the Holy Grail

Quest for the Holy Grail

Struggling to be charitable in my opinion of “Beware the Cyclops” by Richard Collins [Opinionated, June 12, 2007] and, in the same issue, the letters by Al Weed [“Can’t get a tee time,” Mailbag] and Jack Marshall [“Size matters,” Mailbag], I accept the challenge to describe an alternative vision for growth, the new status quo.

I agree we should have policies that promote an optimal, sustainable population. But nobody knows what that number is or will be. The writers frame the argument so opponents of population quotas appear uninformed. The writers themselves offer no figures and call for others to research the Holy Grail of growth.

In my opinion, a population is optimal when people freely come and stay, while others move away willingly. By this definition, the city appears to have an optimal population, nearly steady for four decades, and the county has population growth. The optimum population varies as free markets and free choices determine.

Collins points out there’s no mechanism in the county’s comprehensive plan to force the community to comply with the optimal population. “…what one won’t find is any operational basis for realizing a vision of the community’s future size and character…The optimum population range creates a legal, rational tool for managing growth.”

How has population control worked in the past? Are there any mistakes or dead-ends we could avoid in the future if only we knew the history? Is Collins an expert in urban planning and development? Yet, he dismisses the value of history several times. He describes the “growth machine” as an individual Cyclops with its eye in the back of the head, able only to see into the irrelevant past, where counter-arguments and cautionary tales are numerous.

Collins refers to his own history “as a professional planner for many years.” But he doesn’t mention any project he has planned where readers might be able to learn more. Is it because his experience is in urban renewal, having served as chairman of the Charlottesville Redevelopment and Housing Authority? On April 4, Governor Tim Kaine signed the eminent domain reforms passed by the General Assembly. The new laws make illegal what Collins has advocated and implemented during his career.

My vision of growth is based on individual liberty, private control and accountability, not on some arbitrary number created by experts for experts.

Blair Hawkins
Charlottesville

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River rudder

In response to a letter printed in the May 22, 2007 issue inquiring about access to the Rivanna River and various other questions [“A river runs where?” Mailbag], I encourage anyone interested in getting on the river (beginners welcome, boats provided) and seeing this beautiful natural resource to contact the Rivanna Conservation Society office at 97-RIVER or check the website at rivannariver.org for a schedule of public river trips. As the leader of these trips I love getting people out on the river, and I can also schedule additional trips and answer other questions. Thanks to C-VILLE Weekly for its coverage of the Rivanna River [“Cut the crap,” Cover Story, May 8, 2007] and environmental issues in general. Promoting public awareness and education are critical and, hopefully, lead to involvement and stewardship of our water supply and a beautiful recreational resource. The Rivanna Conservation Society welcomes citizens to become involved.

Phyllis White
Albemarle County
RCS Board of Directors

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Biscuit Run blues

The residents of Charlottesville and Albemarle County need to take a more careful look at the proposed Biscuit Run development. This massive project of 3,100 homes will change the character of our community in ways we may not have imagined. Recent site plan improvements do not significantly alleviate the impacts on the city to the north and the rural area to the south.

What will be the costs in terms of traffic congestion, air and water pollution, and the destruction of natural habitats? Who will pay for the increased school costs, water supply, sewer treatment, fire and rescue, law enforcement, and social services? (The school costs alone are estimated to be $19 million and there are no per-household cash proffers being proposed for the Biscuit Run development to address school needs.) Recent history tells us that these developments cause incredible environmental damage and do not pay for themselves. People living in the county and city will pay most of these costs and receive very little benefit. County residents will be required to pay increased property taxes.

Others share these concerns. Over 700 local citizens have signed the Sierra Club’s petition asking the Albemarle Board of Supervisors to conduct a full analysis of the impact of the Biscuit Run development on surrounding areas before making a decision on the rezoning of this property. This is the very least we can expect from our government.

As citizens we need to develop a vision of a quality community with definite plans for the preservation of natural resources, social and economic opportunities, a clean, efficient transportation system, and cultural amenities. This cannot be achieved by chance or as a result of market forces. Just as architects draw blueprints and teachers develop specific learning objectives to achieve their goals, a community should know what it wants to become and carefully plan to make this a reality.

John A. Cruickshank,
Chair, Piedmont Group of the Sierra Club
Earlysville


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Well above average

Hang on. Don’t ready those Rant-dialing fingers yet. We really like this place, and there are at least a dozen reasons why. Herewith, a brief list of the areas where Charlottesville goes above and beyond what anyone could expect of our humble town. It’s not what’s missing, it’s what’s here.

Headliners

We know of no other 40,000-person city that has hosted as many major acts as we have. Even if you throw in Albemarle County’s 90,000 people, it’s still astounding that everyone and everything from Cirque du Soleil down to the Monster Truck rally and High School Musical: the Musical has breezed through town. And that’s just the John Paul Jones Arena. James Brown, the Rolling Stones and at least one-third of the Wu-Tang Clan have all hit up Charlottesville, and an indie legend or two can usually be found on any given weekend at a place like Gravity Lounge or Satellite Ballroom. You get the idea. Charlottesville doesn’t have a civic center or a large population, but we still attract some major acts. Why? Because we’re just that awesome.

Cool venues

We’ve got a massive outdoor concert space, an arena, a stadium and dozens of smaller, intimate performance spaces in our bars and clubs. Any given David Bowie persona would be able to find a spot to perform in Charlottesville today. A place like Harrisonburg, which is almost exactly the same size as Charlottesville, just doesn’t stack up, unless Ziggy Stardust would be cool with playing a set at the Red Lobster.

The No. 2 public university in the U.S.

Berkeley may have the edge on UVA according to U.S. News and World Report, but No. 2 just means you work harder, right? Indeed, UVA has spent the last 188 years working hard, and it’s not just the flip-floppin’, Polo-wearin’, frat dude crowd that feels the benefits. Interested Charlottesvillians can enjoy a classical music series in one of the area’s best-appointed halls, listen to Lyndon Johnson complain about the crotch of his Haggar slacks through the Miller Center’s massive presidential tapes archives, look at an original copy of the Declaration of Independence at the Small Special Collections Library and check out the largest collection of Aboriginal art outside of Australia over at the Kluge-Ruhe Aboriginal Art Museum, possibly all in one ambitious day. Oh, and the campus looks O.K., too.

A Democrat-controlled City Council

It’s editorializin’ time! Charlottesville has always been a beacon of blue in a sea of red, and our local government is no exception. So not only can you play told-you-so about Iraq with your red state friends, you can probably get an official told-you-so letter drafted on city stationery. And now that the national tide is turning on everything from the war to the environment and the Democratic Party is cool for the first time since Clinton left office, it looks like Charlottesville is just ahead of the curve. As usual.

A UNESCO World Heritage Site

And it’s one of only three manmade, post-Colonial World Heritage Sites in the United States. The one-two punch of Monticello and UVA, in the estimation of the United Nations, is tied with the Statue of Liberty and Independence Hall in terms of American cultural and aesthetic significance. And the Jeffersonian architecture and ideals that put Monticello and Mr. Jefferson’s University on UNESCO’s short list in 1987 are certainly a daily reality in our enlightened, right pretty town.

Plenty of blank plate space

As in, big squares of porcelain framing 2”-diameter, $40 plops of food, with maybe a swirl or two of sriracha for color. Which is all just to say that Charlottesville has some fine dining. The outrage of not having a Friendly’s or a Denny’s is thankfully offset by our otherwise slightly more upscale choices, and in the last decade, Charlottesville has become home to an ever-growing assortment of international cuisines. Even abandoning the seeming snootiness of the Downtown Mall for cheaper pastures provides a quite meaningful glimpse into what makes us us. Nowhere but Charlottesville could you find a Bavarian schnitzelhaus sharing block space with a Thai restaurant and a local fried chicken joint.

Fine sports facilities

From the Boyd Tinsley Courts at Boar’s Head to the McIntire Park Golf Course, Charlottesville has no shortage of places to hit a ball or shoot a hoop or ollie a hoverboard or whatever it is those crazy kids are doing these days. Our facilities are so nice, in fact, that we’ve got best-selling authors doing the landscaping (see: Grisham mowing the softball field at STAB when his daughter attended). We’d like to see Bangor, Maine say the same. Word on the street is, Stephen King is a total nonstarter in the gardening world.

Celebrities

Yeah, there’s the usual: Sissy, John G., Howie Long, Dave Matthews Band. But Charlottesville was also home for years to Jessica Lange and Sam Shepherd and the likes of Rob Lowe and most of Pavement. Throw in UVA and we can count National Book Award winner John Casey, former Poet Laureate Rita Dove and novelist Ann Beattie (not to mention commuters like NAACP chair Julian Bond) among our ranks. So yes, that smug look on your face when your out-of-town friend acts like a starstruck schmuck after you two see Sissy Spacek at Whole Foods is completely justified.

A pedestrian mall

In 90 percent of Virginia cities, “downtown” means a three block stretch of quaint but failing storefronts and maybe a couple wrought-iron lamp posts. Charlottesville’s downtown boasts one of the longest walking malls in the country, with more than 120 shops and 30 restaurants, as well as office and living space. The Downtown Mall has certainly lived up to its promise—hell, it does so with First Friday alone. But the other 353 days a year don’t hurt either.

Generous citizens

With almost 300 registered nonprofits in just the city, Charlottesville is home to some mighty giving, civic-minded people. Social and environmental concerns are kind of our thing, and we’ve got the manpower and cash to back it up. There are hundreds of charities and dozens of environmental organizations in Charlottesville, and they all seem to get by either on the largesse of our citizens or on government funding allocated in the interests of our citizens. It can’t all be for the tax write-offs.

The country’s fastest growing wine region

O.K., so it’s really Virginia in general that’s the fastest growing wine region, what with wineries also sprouting up around the Chesapeake Bay and up in NoVa, but it was Charlottesville and Albemarle that lit the spark. On returning from Europe, Thomas Jefferson noted our landscape’s similarities to the wine-growing regions of Italy and France and gave grapes a shot. In fact, by the 1870s, Charlottesville was known as the “capital of the Virginia wine belt,” according to wine historian Leon D. Adams. Almost 200 years later, in the 1970s, Gabriele Rausse finally got the idea to work, and these days, Virginia wine is almost as renowned as the Napa Valley stuff.

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Livin’ is easy

It was the start of summertime, and enoteca—the new Italian wine & panini bar in the old Vavino space—could not have picked a better date—June 21—to celebrate its grand opening. While the sunlight lingered on the longest day of the year, Restaurantarama guiltlessly sipped prosecco frizzante (that’s sparkling wine with just a whisper of bubbles) and munched on antipasti well past 8pm on a weeknight. Coincidence? Probably not. The solstice dovetailed nicely with the ultimate vision for the place that managers Megan Headley and Marisa Catalano told us about a few weeks ago—that of a “time portal” where patrons savor their wine and bruschetta while “letting the night take shape.”

Our night shaped up to be just as much a literary study as a viticultural one. Perusing the long list of 80-plus wines, we learned from the tasting notes that a 2001 Amarone della Valpolicella is “transcendental” and a 2005 Montepulciano d’Abruzzo is “without airs.” Yikes, that’s a little intimidating—Restaurantarama’s taste buds are still struggling to understand the concept of “full-bodied.” No worries, though. The enoteca staff has been studying hard, they tell us, to guide patrons through the exhaustive menu. The wine list includes a red and a white selection from each of Italy’s wine regions from Piemonte to Sicily, one such helpful and well-trained server told us. And many of the selections are available by the bottle, by the six-ounce glass and by a convenient three-ounce tasting size.

This is definitely not the place to get a cheap buzz on or to tank up on eats before heading to a Live Arts show. This is a place to swirl and sniff and linger over your formaggi or share your bowl of Marcona almonds roasted in sea salt and thyme with newfound friends seated next to you at the long, communal tables. Just do like the Europeans do and pretend every day is the longest day of the year

Sweet parting

It is with some sadness that Restaurantarama reports that Sweet Peas Neighborhood Bistro & Pour House at Lake Monticello will indeed be sold, but not to the winner of the contest we told you about a few months ago. Owner Joanna Yoakam told us she and her husband Dean received lots of responses from all over the country to their win-a-bistro essay contest. “People went crazy with creativity” she told us—one entrant sent them a huge bouquet of sweet peas and another sent his essay in the form of a menu. Unfortunately, the Yoakams did not receive enough entry fees (of $199 each) to cover their bank loan, and so they had to sell the family bistro the conventional way. Though the sale is still pending, Yoakam says she’ll likely turn over the keys around June 30. She expects the place will be closed for a few weeks of transition, but will reopen with a similar down-home menu of steaks and pasta that her loyal customers have grown to love.

Restaurantarama is still holding out hope that the win-a-restaurant concept will catch on so that aspiring entrepreneurs with more chutzpa than money will have a chance to enter the crazy culinary world.

Quick bites

Testing our mastery of the international language of food, Restaurantarama recently stopped by for some Mexican sweets at Las Palmas Bakery in the new Woolen Mills Pointe shopping center on Carlton Road. (That’s the same outer-Belmont dining spot that has given us Pad Thai.) The new bakery is the Charlottesville outpost of the Culpeper establishment of the same name. It’s short on English but long on yummy baked treats like empanada, which Restaurantarama did not have to consult the Pocket Dictionary of Ethnic Foods to determine means “pastry stuffed with sweet goodness.”

Got some restaurant scoop? Send tips to restaurantarama@c-ville.com or call 817-2749, Ext. 48.

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Route 29 sinkhole reappears

Charlottesville commuters from Greene County and northern Albemarle County cursed June 18 as they crawled south on Route 29. What caused the connundrum? A sinkhole near the Hollymead Town Center, caused by the failure of a corroded drainpipe that carries storm water runoff below the roadway. It’s the third time in less than two years that a sinkhole has appeared on the stretch of highway in front of the Seminole Commons shopping center.

Before a depression in the pavement was discovered on the morning of June 18, the Virginia Department of Transportation (VDOT) already had put out an invitation for bids to replace the entire length of the drainpipe, according to Lou Hatter, VDOT spokesman. Hatter says the department is expediting the replacement process because of the incident. In the meantime, however, a $10,000 temporary repair was made to the pipe so that traffic can continue until the permanent fix is made. An estimate for the replacement of the entire drainpipe has not yet been determined.

The initial sinkhole that appeared in November 2005 was the result of soil erosion below the pavement caused by the corroded drainage pipe, according to Hatter. The second incident in July 2006 resulted from the failure of a new section of pipe that was joined with the original pipe. In both cases, the soil erosion below the roadway created a void space above the pipe where pavement and soil began to settle.

For more information: Ever wondered how to repair a sinkhole? Charlottesville Tomorrow produced the following video of the latest US Route 29N hole in the road.

C-VILLE welcomes news tips from readers. Send them to news@c-ville.com.

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Arts

Feel the “Burn”

“Burn Notice”
Thursday 10pm, USA

Joining established USA hits “The 4400,” “The Dead Zone,” “Monk” and “Psych” is this promising show about American spy Michael Westen who, on a deadly mission, learns that he’s received a “burn notice”—in real world parlance, he’s been fired. He gets dumped in his hometown of Miami, assets frozen and put on watch by every government agency in the world. Now Westen has to use his spy training to do private eye work to pay the bills while trying to figure out why he got burned. The supporting cast rocks, with Gabrielle Anwar (continuing her comeback after “The Tudors”) as the angry ex-girlfriend; Bruce Campbell (looking a little bloaty; was Evil Dead that long ago?) as a fellow former spook; and the magnificent Sharon Gless (“Cagney & Lacey,” “Queer as Folk”) as Westen’s mom.

“Hey Paula”
Thursday 10pm, Bravo

A wise woman once asked “Do do you love me? (Do do you love me? Baby?)” And the answer is: Of course we do. She’s forever our girl. Perpetually embattled former pop star/current talent show judge Paula Abdul is getting the reality docu-series treatment, in part to promote her upcoming projects (including—shudder—a Bratz movie) and dispel the myths that she’s a dim-witted wino. It’s tough to tell how this’ll go: Bobby Brown’s show did wonders for his image, recasting the bad boy as a sweet, loving husband and clueless father; Anna Nicole and Britney’s shows just confirmed them to be the trainwrecks we imagined. But thanks to the advance clips I kind of have a new respect for Abdul and her endearing nuttiness.

“Kyle XY”
Monday 8pm, ABC Family

The whole mysterious-stranger shtick has been used a million times over. However, ABC Family has scored a minor hit by taking the trope and turning it into a family-friendly drama. A big draw is undoubtedly the tween-friendly cutie Matt Dallas, who plays the title character, a young man taken in by a kindly family after he wandered into their lives missing his clothes, his memory, and a belly button. In the first season, Kyle found out that he was basically a science experiment. Now, after reuniting with his creator—and watching him die—he’s on the run back to his adoptive family, but is being chased by corporate goons who want their “experiment” back, as well as his “sister,” Jessi XX, his distaff, similarly non-bellybuttoned counterpart.—Eric Rezsnyak

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Mr. Nice Guys

It has been 15 years now that Dave Matthews came out from behind the bar at Miller’s and assembled the band that got struck by lightning. As they take to the road—their annual summer ritual—see if you remember whom the boys in the band were playing with when they formed DMB.

Probably any fan can tell you that Stefan was 16 and going to school at Tandem. Known as an extremely dedicated musician even at that age, bassist Lessard was recommended to Dave Matthews by John D’earth. Lessard left high school, and put in a short stint at VCU before deciding that DMB was too good a thing to put second.


Before they were hitched and perched on high, Dave Mathews, Boyd Tinsley, Stefan Lessard, LeRoi Moore and Carter Beauford were playing the field in the local music scene.

Carter Beauford, LeRoi Moore and Boyd Tinsley all grew up in the same Charlottesville neighborhood, and Beauford and Moore played together a lot prior to 1992. Drummer Beauford was 3 when his dad took him to see Buddy Rich, and played his first professional gig at the age of 9. In 1978, when he was 16, he joined Aric Van Brocklin’s group Morgan White. The band played jazz/rock a la Jeff Beck, Herbie Hancock and Stevie Wonder. They even covered the Focus tune “Hocus Pocus” with the yodeling vocal. Talk about big balls. Van Brocklin says that Beauford’s parents approached him once, just to have a talk about keeping Carter out of trouble. But, V    an Brocklin says, “he didn’t need it. He was very mature.” Beauford went to The Shenandoah Conservatory in Winchester, and later played with the Richmond-based fusion band, Secrets, that Van Brocklin and many other musicians say was the best.

Guitarist and fiddle player Joe Mead took both Beauford and Moore on the road with his band The Belligerent Brothers. Mead says they asked to play with him when they heard his Christmas song, “Santa Claus is Dead.” Beauford was also a regular player in the house band on TV station BET out of D.C. Mead fondly recalls an evening when he, Carter, Dave, and Dave’s sister and mom ordered pizza and beer and watched Carter on The Ramsey Lewis Show. “It was the biggest thing ever. We thought the big time had come.”

Mead also reminisces about Moore and Beauford playing with Sal Soghoian and George Melvin in Blue Indigo. “That was the greatest jazz combo ever. They were freakin’ fabulous. LeRoi would stand down at the end of the bar at Miller’s until his solo came up.”
While LeRoi could often be found at jazz sessions in town, his own band, The Basics, with Houston Ross and Johnny Gilmore as rhythm section, played an “out funk” style, according to longtime collaborator Mike Sokolowski. The band was so good that saxophonist John Purcell, who was making a name for himself in New York City, especially with Jack DeJohnette’s band, would come down and sit in. Moore also played regularly with The Uptown Rhythm Kings, a very tight R&B outfit. And even after the formation of DMB, Moore played in a local, all-star classic rock outfit, Alma Madre, that featured Indecision alum, Aaron Evans and Doug Wanamaker, and vocalist Kristin Asbury.

As far as Boyd Tinsley, he went to CHS and played violin in the orchestra there. When I met Boyd, he and Jamie Dyer were the kitchen crew at The Garrett, upstairs on the Corner. Boyd kept a band under his own name, but for three years he also played with guitarist/songwriter Harry Faulkner. Faulkner says he was living at 2 University Cir. when he was a student, and there was a front porch that was big enough to encourage an ongoing jam session. Faulkner and Tinsley met there and started Down Boy Down. The band played blues rock and tunes by The Dead and The Band. Originally a duo, DBD played every Sunday night for three years at the Blue Ridge Brewery. They later added a rhythm section and continued to play around town until 1992, when Tinsley sat in with DMB at Miller’s and was asked to join. Faulkner says, “I think we were both getting married at the time, and we shook hands and walked away.” Tinsley continued to talk to Faulkner about band ideas as late as 1995, when DMB was literally taking off. The last time they played together, Faulkner was playing at a frat party, and Boyd jumped on stage with him. “That was really nice of him.”

In all my years here, I don’t think I’ve ever, not once, heard a single person say that the DMB guys were anything but the nicest guys in the world.

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Other News We Heard Last Week

Tuesday, June 19
Green architects on Sundance

The Sundance Channel’s new series, “The Green,” tonight featured Charlottesville architect William McDonough who, with his colleagues, is working with the U.S. Postal Service on a “cradle to cradle” policy that would remove toxins from packaging. McDonough is also helping with a Ford Model U, a concept car made entirely of recyclable or biodegradable parts.

Reliving their kicks

For those looking to revisit the glory of the 2004 Charlottesville High School boys’ soccer team, a video called “Sudden Death” aired on WVPT this evening. The film chronicles the PK shootout between CHS and Jefferson Forest, netting the Black Knights their first-ever state championship.

Wednesday, June 20
Locals on the tube


His feet touched our ground! Steve Carell, in a flurry of media coverage for EvanAlmighty, appeared with Meredith Vieira on the  “Today” show last week.

Meredith Vieira of the “Today” show welcomed the nicest guy in show biz, Steve Carell, this week. While some of the graphics in the film Evan Almighty were digital, the animals, which were on set while the movie was filmed in Crozet, were real and smelly. “They are horrifying,” Carell said. And, for more comedians and local flavor on TV, Charlottesville-born Anne Marie Slaughter appeared last night on “The Colbert Report” to talk about her book The Idea That is America. The wicked-smart dean of the Woodrow Wilson School for Public and International Affairs at Princeton said of Guantanamo Bay, “I think we should shut it down.” To which Colbert replied: “Do you have a better place to store our terrorists?”

Thursday, June 21
Where the lobbyists aren’t

State Senator R. Creigh Deeds has left Richmond law firm Hirschler Fleischer over a conflict of interest, the Richmond Times-Dispatch reports. The state bar prohibits members of the General Assembly from being employed at companies that lobby, a rule that may be soon revised. Deeds is making the switch to Framme Law Firm, founded by Lawrence H. Framme III, who was the treasurer for Deeds’ ill-fated campaign for attorney general.

Bye-bye, Covesville tree


A menacing poplar lost its life this week in Covesville, saving the local Presbyterian Church from an imminent foliage threat. The removal process required the power company to take down lines before the tree could be felled.

Good old Norfolk Southern Railroad will spare no expense when it comes to protecting certain Presbyterian churches. The railroad company temporarily stopped train service and hired Barlett Tree Company to remove a gigantic poplar from its property because the tree was hanging over a building on nearby Cove Presbyterian Church’s property.

Friday, June 22
So misunderstood

The issue of a land-zoning swap spurred by the National Ground Intelligence Center (NGIC) expansion, first reported in C-VILLE, just won’t go away. A beleaguered Ken Boyd, chairman of the Board of Supervisors, appeared today on the WINA “Morning Show” to respond to mounting criticism over a 2006 resolution to move 30 acres of local developer Wendell Wood’s land into the designated growth area, in order to satisfy him for selling growth-area land to NGIC at what is said to be below cost. “I really am concerned there’s a lot of misinformation about how the Board of Supervisors works,” says Boyd to a mostly sympathetic call-in audience. Boyd emphasized that the move isn’t yet a done deal.

Saturday, June 23
Carpenter’s narrow escape

“This I Believe,” a radio essay that airs on NPR, featured local folk songstress Mary Chapin Carpenter today. Carpenter survived a pulmonary embolism, a usually fatal blood clot in the lungs. During recovery, the five-time Grammy-Award winner fell into depression but was revived after a visit to the grocery store. “The young man who rang up my groceries and asked me if I wanted paper or plastic also told me to enjoy the rest of my day,” Carpenter said. “I looked at him and I knew he meant it.”

Sunday, June 24
Desperate times call for Warner


Can everyone’s favorite cowboy, Virginia Senator John Warner, warn the President about Iraq and turn the surge into a skee-daddle? Frank Rich ponders in the Sunday NYT.

If the end of the Iraq war will come only “when a senior senator from the President’s party says no,” who will speak up? Op-ed columnist Frank Rich suggests in today’s New York Times that Virginia Senator John Warner would be a perfect choice since he voiced opposition last year and has enough “clout to give political cover” to other GOP members. The question is whether Warner is up to the task of playing William Fulbright to Bush’s LBJ. Rich writes: “Surely he must recognize that his moment for speaking out about this war is overdue.”

Monday, June 25
Forum for young minds

A UVA psychiatrist and law professor teamed up with a mental health advocate at the Miller Center for a forum on “Mental Health and Law Reform” today. Dr. Gregory B. Saathoff, director of the Critical Incident Analysis Group and Richard J. Bonnie, director of the Institute of Law, Psychiatry and Public Policy, joined Alison Malmon, executive director of Active Minds, Inc. on what’s become a hot topic following the Virginia Tech shooting.

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The Screaming Infidels

music

Let’s start off with the good: The highlight of the night was a two-person mosh pit that broke out during a rendition of what I believe was the “Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles” theme song. Another memorable moment was a guy hopping up from his bar stool to accompany the Screaming Infidels’ guitarist in singing the theme song from “The Addams Family.” You may notice a trend here: It’s not typical for a punk rock show to peak with themes from TV shows.


Turtle power! The Screaming Infidels hit the Fellini’s crowd with some memorable TV theme songs during a Wednesday night set.

But the Screaming Infidels’ performance at Fellini’s #9 on Wednesday was full of atypical things. An array of barflies that appeared more in line with “Cheers” than the Dead Kennedys bobbed their heads eagerly to the trio’s dissonant clang. A band described as “punk rock” played a two-set show in a sleek Italian restaurant (and they’re regulars). A bartender attentively brought me fresh bottles of beer just as I was finishing the previous one. This is not what I’m used to at a show. I’m used to cross-armed foot-tapping hipsters, stretching on my tip-toes to see the stage, jostling to the bar to grab another drink and no TV tunes whatsoever.

I’m not against places where everyone knows your name, good service or TV themes, but not long after the Infidels began playing, I was bored. Despite the decibel level, the show dragged along and the band failed to jolt me from a few beers’ worth of grogginess. Beyond the theme songs, the night was a blur of plodding rhythms, loudness and mediocrity. I watched the passersby who gawked through the open windows and wished that, like them, I could be on my way home.

But, recognizing the chance that something amazing could happen if I left, I stuck it out to the end. Unfortunately, nothing topped the “Turtles” theme. If scheduled openers Accordion Death Squad had showed up, the variety might have made for a fun evening. Or if the vocals hadn’t been drowned out by the treble guitar, maybe the band’s lyrics would have struck me. But, as it was, I left unimpressed and happy to be set free into the summer night.

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Littlefoot

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A Zen monk senses death approaching, slowly stalking up the mountainside towards his temple. Languid and contemplative, the monk picks up a pen, unrolls a parchment and, like generations of monks before him, writes a jisei, a death poem. The jisei’s writer doesn’t dwell on death explicitly; he contemplates endings, the course of life, the emptiness of existence. The monk may die that night; he may live for months or years. He writes not because he knows when he will die, but because he knows death is coming for him. He wants to be prepared, mentally and spiritually, when it raps on his chamber door.


Charles Wright, recent recipient of Canada’s Griffin Prize, makes giant leaps with Littlefoot, a new, book-length poem.

Charles Wright’s new book-length poem, Littlefoot, is his jisei. Wright, to my knowledge, isn’t dying. Rather, like the monk in his mountaintop monastery, he is aware of death’s approach. Aging, he feels death climbing steadily over his beloved Blue Ridge and slouching towards his Locust Avenue home. At 87 pages, Littlefoot is about 86 pages longer than a traditional jisei. But the careful contemplation of life and incipient death is no less elegant or refined for its length. In the spirit of Jack Kerouac’s American haikus, Littlefoot might be called an American death poem.

Indeed Wright’s dharmic influences are tempered by his attachment to the poetic sensibilities of Americana, conjuring not just Virginia and his native Tennessee, but the shades of great writers of the American heartland. Like misguided Buddhists, “we tend to congregate/ in the exitless blue/And try to relive our absences,” but while “it may not be written in any book…it is written—/ You can’t go back,/ you can’t repeat the unrepeatable.” You can’t go home again, as Thomas Wolfe put it.

This impossible longing to “go back” undergirds Littlefoot. A kind of associative narrative, the poem traces each month of the poet’s seventieth year. (References to April, and tired invocations of T.S. Eliot’s “cruelest month,” are thankfully avoided.) Thirty-five sections, which can be divided almost evenly into long and short sections, dreamily tap “unrepeatable” moments past and present, like metaphysical Morse code with a southern drawl. Ultimately, the unfulfilled longing fulfills the death poem’s purpose—”I find it much simpler now,” Wright assures us, “to see/ the other side of my own death,” to acknowledge the inevitable future.

Traditionally, it was common for writers of jisei to revise their poems over time. Wright’s finest work since 1997’s Pulitzer Prize-winning Black Zodiac, Littlefoot leaves me hoping that there’s more to be added to this American death poem. Hardly the end of something, it suggests a beginning, the first words of a new and fruitful phase of Wright’s poetic career.

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Wanted: a strip club, a Home Depot, a botanical garden and more sidewalks

Correction appended

In 2004, Bert Sperling’s Cities Ranked and Rated was released to considerable fanfare. USA Today and the “Today Show” covered it. So did C-VILLE. The book purported to provide a definitive list of the best places to live in America based on a broad set of data from 10 categories, including climate, cost of living, transportation, health care and arts and culture. Sperling threw all this stuff into his great statistical Wonkanator, and out came the Everlasting Gobstopper that is Charlottesville, Virginia. Yep, we topped the list, and we’ve been riding that wave ever since (so we dropped to 17 this year? So what? We know we rule).

Anyway, since 2004, we’ve racked up a slew of other accolades, including “best new place to drink wine,” “best tennis town,” “best small college town” and “best retirement city for golfers.” O.K., you get the idea: We’re pretty great.

All of which makes the mystery of what we are curiously lacking even more perplexing. These range from sidewalks to strip clubs to movie theaters with stadium seating. [you can also read what some local folk are asking]

Why doesn’t Charlottesville have a…

…strip club?

Man, with “The Sopranos” over, where am I supposed to film my own fan follow-up to the series if Charlottesville doesn’t have its own version of the Bada Bing? What sort of town is this if the best bar entertainment that’s available is Photo Hunt? Where can a guy get his drink on and his lookin’-at-breasts on simultaneously around here? A strip club would address all these concerns, but there’s not a one to be seen. Why?

The official answer is, well, no real reason. Jim Tolbert, director of Neighborhood Development Services, says, “Nobody has ever tried. We don’t even have any regulations about it.” Unlike a lot of states, which are giggle-inducingly specific in their state code about alcohol and nudity regulations and where the two meet, strip clubs are perfectly legal in Virginia. There are at least nine in Richmond alone. But according to Tolbert and Lisa Miller in the City Attorney’s Office, there’s never been any brave soul who’s come to the Charlottesville zoning board about opening a strip club. There was that whole debacle a couple years ago when two police officers were taking sexual favors from the now-defunct Maxx’s Nightclub, and their shenanigans may or may not have involved strip shows, but Maxx’s was never intended to be a strip club per se, whatever else it might have been. Ultimately, what it seems to come down to is Mayor David Brown’s assessment: “It’s not on the city’s list of priorities. I think it’s because we’re too sophisticated a town.” So what, now Tony Soprano’s a Philistine?

…civic museum?

One would think that with all our history—T.J., people! T.J.!—we’d have a civic museum. Even Lynchburg’s got one, a grim, one-room exhibit ergonomically designed to bore third graders to death. Why not us? Albemarle Charlottesville Historical Society Director Douglas Day explains, “Once upon a time, when the Historical Society had its little office up on Court Square, we had a little museum, sort of a hodgepodge of different things on permanent display, but to have a real civic museum in Charlottesville would take a very large capital investment on the part of the community.” In the meantime, the Historical Society runs temporary exhibits, but they’ve had to turn away whole collections of artifacts that they just don’t have room for.

“The city has a lot of property and they’ll say, ‘This is a good spot for a museum,’ but it’s not that easy,” says Day. Museums generally have to be built from scratch because of the preservation efforts they require. According to Day, you can’t just turn any old rehabbed building, no matter how historic the place is, into a museum because the proper lighting and environmental conditions just wouldn’t be there to support the display of fragile historical artifacts. “To turn a jail into a museum is like turning a pumpkin into a carriage,” explains Day. “It takes a lot of fairy godmothers to turn a jail or an old school building into a museum.” The Historical Society has been bandying about the idea of a civic museum for more than a decade, but, as Day explains, we’ll need a few cash-wielding fairy godmothers first. But if Lynchburg can scare up the funds, we should really be able to have this thing on lockdown.

…high-end department store


Apparently, Charlottesville isn’t suburban enough for a Nordstrom. Who knew we were too high-class for a high-end department store?

Uh, no offense, Belk. What we’ve got is all right, but nobody’s girlfriend is gonna be excited to see a Marshalls bag tucked away in the closet a week before her birthday. Charlottesville is a high-end sort of town, and if we can handle a giant, copper stationery store that charges upwards of $100 for a pack of birthday napkins, we should be able to handle a Saks. But it’s true that every high-end department story in Virginia, including Nordstrom, for example, is in a mall in a suburb. The closest is in Short Pump Town Center, that Disneyfied approximation of middle America that could drive the most complacent suburbanite to re-examine his life. So any chance we’ll catch any of these places on the rebound from their love affair with suburbia? Not likely.

If there’s one thing department stores hate, evidently it’s talking about future development plans. Neiman Marcus, Lord & Taylor, Bloomingdales and Saks all declined to talk about any plans of coming to Charlottesville or why those plans aren’t happening. Nordstrom hung up on me. However, the message cut through the boilerplate response from Julia Bentley, investor relations rep for Saks Fifth Avenue, and Mayor Brown’s suspicions were confirmed: “We are interested in regions that are growing economically and that attract tourists. Once we decide on a market, we would seek out a distinctive, upscale shopping center or shopping area for our store.” Essentially, there’s Fashion Square and there’s Seminole Square and then there’s Tysons Corner. But there are worse fates than not having yet another emblem of bourgeois opulence in town.

…streetcar?

It’s a beautiful summer’s day and you’ve just finished a lovely picnic in one of the gardens at UVA. You amble towards where you parked your car when suddenly, there’s the trolley! “My, what a lark,” you think as you board the quaint omnibus and it rumbles toward the Downtown Mall. Then you get gelato and browse Daedalus Books for a few minutes and you’re spent. You wait in the rain for the trolley and then it comes and you sit inside it for another eight minutes while the driver reads the newspaper. Thirty-seven minutes later, you’re back at your car a changed person with a newly sore backside. All this could be avoided with the advent of a real Charlottesville streetcar, so where is it?


Streetcar, thy name is desire in these parts. Former Mayor Maurice Cox went all the way to Portland to study its streetcar in the hopes of eventually bringing such mass transit joy to our fair city.

Former Mayor Maurice Cox is working on it. The Blue Moon Fund, a local private grant foundation, sent him and a number of city, county, university and private sector representatives to Portland, Oregon and Tacoma, Washington in 2004 to look at their streetcar systems. According to Cox’s successor, Mayor Brown, “Everyone came back thinking an urban streetcar would be great. But cities like Portland are big enough that they can increase the charge for their city garages and pay for a streetcar. Everyone’s excited about the idea, but money’s the issue.”

Cox confirms it, telling C-VILLE that phase one of an electric streetcar project, which would connect downtown to UVA, would cost around $25 million. Cox says that the 15-person streetcar task force he’s chairing has already worked out the revenue that would come from a self-imposed tax on businesses along the proposed route, and that now, a federal appropriation through Senator Warner, a private donation from a UVA alum or a federal transit grant for the city could be the spark the project needs. If Charlottesville gets that spark, the streetcar could be a reality within five years. If that happens, phase two would send the streetcar out to Barracks Road and back. Ultimately, Cox’s task force still has a lot of ground to cover. “All this hasn’t been vetted,” he says. “We’re just going to present City Council with options.”

…tobacco farm?

A big part of Virginia’s antebellum wealth was built on the tobacco industry, which was in turn built on slavery, which is why it’s antebellum and kind of a sore subject to boot. But where’d they all go? This is flavor country, right? So where’s the damn flavor? The likes of Revolutionary Soup may get all self-righteous about using local food, but what kind of topsy-turvy world is it where you can’t get some local tobacco in your Lucky Strikes—in Virginia of all states? Turns out, they didn’t go anywhere, because they were never really here to begin with.

Frank Dukes of UVA’s Institute for Environmental Negotiation helped with the institute’s Southern Tobacco Communities Project in 2000, a series of roundtable discussions between tobacco growers, health care providers and community developers in six tobacco-growing states. According to Dukes, there are no tobacco farms in Albemarle County and certainly none in the city. “There might be one or two in Buckingham County, but it’s doubtful,” he says. “You’d have to go south, to Campbell County and beyond.”

Albemarle Charlottesville Historical Society Director Douglas Day takes it further: “Tobacco stopped being profitable in Virginia the first time well before the Civil War, by Jefferson’s time. Even Jefferson talked about how tobacco is the worst possible crop you can grow because it sucks all the nutrition out of the soil.” Growing tobacco requires huge government subsidies, or—that’s right—slave labor, and Albemarle County evidently don’t play like that. The big moneymakers in Albemarle County were always wheat, vegetables, timber and, well, slaves. So where’d the tobacco fields go? Farther south, where they’ve always been.

…sidewalks?

For such a green city, Charlottesville sure is difficult to navigate on foot. Large parts of Belmont, Rio Hill and many neighborhoods are utterly sidewalk-less, and the choice between playing in traffic and walking through front yards is like having to choose between Dennis Kucinich and Steve Forbes in a presidential election. O.K., not that grim, but still, no sidewalks! What’s the deal?

City Neighborhood Development Planner Missy Creasy says that “prior to 2000, the city was completing about one sidewalk per year. As part of the Capital Improvement Plan process over the last number of years, we have gotten quite a few built. As funds are available and sidewalks are feasible, we move forward with implementation.”

Charlottesville Parks and Recreation Trail Coordinator Chris Gensic concurs: “The city has dramatically increased its sidewalk funding in the past year and is working to implement the ‘Top 100’ list,” a CIP project determining where sidewalks are needed most. Gensic continues, “Sidewalk construction can be slow going because concrete is expensive, and when new curbs are added, drainage features must be built, which add to cost.” Fortunately, VDOT recently gave Charlottesville a “Safe Routes to School” grant, adding $300,000 to the city’s sidewalk funds, for which City Council had already set aside $500,000 out of a $900,000 allocation for sidewalks, trails and bike improvements, as well as additional $350,000 that was set aside before Council even met. All told, there’s about $1.1 million in this year’s city sidewalk budget. So sidewalks are expensive and slow going (much like a Kucinich or Forbes bid for president), but they are going to happen (unlike a Kucinich or Forbes bid for president).

…connected city trails?

It’s the sidewalks thing all over again. Charlottesville’s big on the walking and the biking, but not so much on the having places to do so. All this is not to say that there are no places to walk or bike in Charlottesville, but they’re all pretty disconnected. The Rivanna Trail system is the exception, but it basically encircles the city, leaving the interior with a pretty paltry selection of trails, most of which aren’t even a mile long. But like the sidewalks, they’re working on it.

The city has already set aside $100,000 in its 2008 budget for the construction of a bike trail that will accompany the Rivanna Trail around Charlottesville. Though that’s only a fraction of what the trail will end up costing, it is a start, and a broader, city-wide, connected trail system that would actually give the interior of Charlottesville some good places to walk is in a similarly nascent stage.

Trails Coordinator Chris Gensic says that he has until 2015 to implement the bike and pedestrian greenways plan, which would see all city parks and schools connected by trails, sidewalks, and bicycle routes, which can be a mix of off-road and on-road facilities. “The good news,” says Gensic via e-mail, “is [that] our leaders have ‘gotten it’ and are providing the funding and staff and direction to make it happen; the ‘not-so-good’ news (as I see no bad news in this) is it will not happen overnight, but staff are working to make sure it happens as soon as possible.” The city, county and UVA are working together to put major connections in place within the next three to five years. As the push towards greener ways of getting around grows stronger, so are the means to do so in Charlottesville.

 
…small condo market?

Can a brother just get a one-bedroom condo around here? There’s no need for this “Three’s Company” nonsense, all tiptoeing around the landlord in a three-bedroom villa. The unmarried and nonloaded need housing too, and most of the apartments around town are overrun by college students. Why is a small condo so hard to come by in Charlottesville?

Sean Stalfort, a developer with Octagon Partners, which is managing the conversion of the old Gleason’s building on Garrett and Second streets into luxury condos, says that the Gleason Project does have one-bedroom configurations, with condos as small as 720 square feet. He also mentions that there are some proposals for condominiums at Hollymead Town Center (though who’d want to live above Target escapes us).

Still, whether the Gleason is going to have some small units or not, the lack of small condos in general is a real concern. According to U.S. Census data from 2000, Charlottesville households average 2.27 residents, lower than both the national and statewide averages. People in a city like Charlottesville don’t need as much living space as people elsewhere, yet condominium developers continue to build properties with an approximately equal number of one-, two- and three-bedroom condos, and the small condos that are there are often still quite expensive.

Ellen Pratt, a real estate agent at Keller-Williams, contends that “they do seem a bit pricey when you’re first looking, but when you consider maintenance and ease of care, you get a little bit more perspective. The benefit for a condo is that there’s no maintenance costs, unlike a house.” As for any lack of housing, although one-bedroom condos make up less than a third of the market, Pratt has listings for small condos at a number of properties, including even the coveted Barringer. So after all this, apparently the answer is that you just need to know where to look. Or, as Pratt would have it, “you need a good realtor!”

…Downtown grocery store?

CVS may have a rockin’ candy selection, but Swedish Fish don’t really contain the daily recommended value of anything except Vitamin D-licious. The Downtown Mall has food galore, but any Mall-walkers looking to cook for themselves are out of luck. Where’s the self-sufficiency here? It went up in flames a long time ago.

The Reid’s Super-Save Market on Preston Avenue, not far from Downtown, began as the satellite location of the original Reid’s on the Downtown Mall. Reid’s stood on the 500 block of E. Main Street from the mid-20th century on and did a booming business, even during downtown Charlottesville’s lean years. But in November 1982, a massive fire claimed six businesses on the Downtown Mall, including Reid’s. Five of the six would reopen in new locations within a week. Reid’s would not. The scorched building was demolished in April 1983, and a manager at the Standard Drug Company told The Daily Progress at the time that they were still feeling the effects of the blaze; even five months later, they couldn’t keep milk and eggs on the shelf because so many former Reid’s customers had nowhere else to go. Despite that thriving business, though, the store never reopened. Then-owner H. Kennon Brooks explained in the Progress: “It’s too expensive to go back and there’s no [Downtown] location large enough to go back in.” That reasoning illuminates why no one else has given a grocery store a shot in the intervening quarter-century, as Downtown Mall costs have climbed ever higher and space has grown ever more limited.

Yet there have been a number of other grocery stores that have come and gone in the greater Downtown area. Safeway, A&P, Food King and P&J all had Downtown locations that closed up shop at various points in the last several decades, and certainly, there are still parts of Downtown where a grocery store would likely have a hard time turning a profit. But the Mall seems like a no-brainer and Mayor Brown, for one, thinks somebody’s going to figure that out one of these days: “There’s a lot of interest in a Downtown grocery, and sooner or later, I think it’s going to happen. It’s a big need for Downtown walkers, but it’s a really big need for permanent residents of the Downtown area.”

…movie theater with stadium seating?

Directors and film professors the world over have lamented the rise of DVDs because they contend that the cinematic experience is crucial to the enjoyment of a film. We reckon they might change their tune if they had to sit behind some of the Manute Bol types we’ve been stuck behind. Few things are worse than sitting down to take in a popcorn flick and then having some cat who looks like he’s straight off the bench from the ’92 Olympic Dream Team plop down in front of you. Stadium seating ends the madness, but until recently, Charlottesville’s only stadium seating option was in the balcony at the Jefferson Theater. Now that the Jefferson’s undergoing extensive renovations, there’s not a stadium seat in town from which to enjoy the remainder of the summer blockbusters.

Charlottesville has two of the five biggest theater chains in the U.S.: Regal and Carmike. Representatives from the other three, AMC, Cinemark and National Amusements, were all pretty tight-lipped about possible franchises anywhere, but they all indicated that there were no imminent plans for Charlottesville. So with no out-of-town saviors to come along and knock some stadium sense into the local theater-industry’s head, that leaves what’s already here. Vinegar Hill and UVA’s Newcomb Hall Theater are obviously no-goes, so the mantle rests firmly on the shoulders of the Carmike 6 and the Regal Cinemas at Seminole Square and Downtown. Carmike has no plans for stadium seating, and Regal Downtown wasn’t aware of any, leaving only Regal Seminole. A manager at Regal tells C-VILLE that “there have been rumors and stuff about remodeling the building for years, but there’s never been anything definite.”

It’s certainly understandable that a theater would be hesitant to install stadium seating. According to Frank Sumner, president of Preferred Seating, a seating manufacturer and installer based out of Indianapolis, installing stadium seating in a four-screen multiplex like the Regal Seminole would run under $100,000; however, changing the grade of the theater floors and other necessary projects would very quickly drive up renovation costs to fairly astronomical figures. So briefly, stadium seating is expensive and hard to do. But there is hope: There are “rumors and stuff.”


…botanical garden?


Mayor Brown says a botanical garden like the Lewis Ginter in Richmond would be ideal. Until we get one, you’ll just have to settle for a tour of Jefferon’s legumes.

Yeah, you can tiptoe through the tulips in your own back yard, but if you want to do it right, you’ve got to go at least as far as Richmond, to the Lewis Ginter Botanical Garden, a 30-acre expanse of nurseries, greenhouses and idyllic floral scenes that wouldn’t look out of place in a Botticelli. It seems that if we can manage a recreation of Jefferson’s legume garden, we should be able to swing something a little cooler. Why haven’t we?

As with zoos, botanical gardens aren’t strictly for people to come look at pretty flowers. According to development feasibility guidelines from the Botanic Gardens Conservation International, an accrediting and administrative organization for botanical gardens all over the world, botanical gardens are primarily conservation, reintroduction and research centers. They require land, expert staff and, above all, money. Yet in addition to obvious private interests, financial and otherwise, there are government grants available for the opening and managing of botanical gardens. And if local government’s response to the idea is any indication, a Charlottesville botanical garden could be just around the corner. Mayor Brown says, “I think as we look towards what to do with McIntire Park besides a golf course, a botanical garden would almost be ideal. The Lewis Ginter is just incredible. It takes a lot of resources, but I think that’s the kind of thing that would really be a good fit for Charlottesville.”

…roller rink?

If that Rollerball remake has taught us anything, it is to never speak of the Rollerball remake again. But if it’s taught us anything else, it’s that there are some people out there who still care about roller skating. Any chump can ice skate backwards, but it takes a real talent to do the limbo while roller skating. Add that to a Virginia revival of roller derby (yes, really) that has included a Charlottesville Roller Derby Initiative, a.k.a. the Charlottesville Derby Dames, and a question arises. Why do we have an ice skating rink and not a plain old roller rink? Here’s the shocker: We actually do.

In 1959, the Jefferson School underwent a major renovation, acquiring more classrooms, a new gym and, of all things, a roller rink. The Jefferson School closed in 2002 and the gym remains as the Carver Recreation Center. Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, Carver waxes up the old rink and opens it to the public from 5pm to 8pm. There’s no charge.

Still, there’s no dedicated business offering roller skating whenever you get the urge, like there are in so many other cities. That’s most likely because there’s just not enough interest to justify one. According to a Historical Society volunteer, there used to be one at the armory until it was converted to a basketball court. There were at least a few more open at various points throughout the 20th century on Main Street, E. Market Street and by UVA, but they all came and went for a number of reasons, including, apparently, the owners of one rink not wanting to scuff up the parquet. But hey, there’s always Carver. Free is pretty hard to beat.

…Home Depot?

Lowe’s is nice, but hauling a carload of lattice back from a location that’s halfway to Forest Lakes isn’t always the most convenient option. Something like a Home Depot on the other side of Rio Road would be a nice alternative, but despite recent locations in Lynchburg and Harrisonburg, Home Depot hasn’t staked out a market share in Charlottesville. Are we getting one anytime soon?

“I can’t tell you, primarily because I don’t know,” says Home Depot corporate spokesman Don Harrison. “So much research goes into the real estate decision to locate a store in a community that our real estate department is loath to disclose any information about that to anyone.” The real estate folks work their research magic based on any number of unknowable factors, and ends up with a decision to open a store—or not. Harrison does tell C-VILLE, however, that initial sources that send Home Depot on a location search include city halls and private developers. So if you’re jonesing for a Home Depot and are tight with a councilperson or a Capshaw underling, have a word.


Just where Home Depot sets up shop involves a complicated algebraic equation. We’re verbal, so we can’t shed much light here.

After all, Harrison says, “It takes ‘x’ number of households to support a Home Depot,” where ‘x’ is one of those mysterious Home Depot Real Estate figures, but if Waynesboro, with almost exactly half the population of Charlottesville, has a Home Depot, we should at least have ‘2x’ houses. It’s algebra! But any rogue wannabe Home Depot managers, take heed: Harrison says there are no Home Depot franchises, only corporate stores. So, as to why Charlottesville doesn’t have a Home Depot, that’s something only Home Depot’s real estate department can answer. And they ain’t talking.


…minor league baseball team?

Because connoisseurs of skunky beer and stale nachos are getting tired of having 7-Eleven as their only option. Taking in a minor league baseball game is perfect for that low-intensity, no-frills brand of summer fun, but there isn’t one to be seen within a 50-mile radius. Sure, you can hit up a Little League game, but it’s just not the same, and who wants to be ejected from McIntire Park for making an 8-year-old cry? Where are Minor League Baseball’s Charlottesville Winos when we need them most?


Charlottesville was just a bit outside of getting a Class A Carolina minor league baseball team.

Jim Ferguson, media relations director for Minor League Baseball, explains that there’s no expansion in the minor leagues unless there’s expansion in the major leagues. The farm team system depends on having ranks to move up in, so minor league teams always have to have a direct parent team in the majors. “There has to be open territory,” says Ferguson, and since Major League Baseball hasn’t expanded in nine years, there’s not a lot of hope there. But there is a loophole, says Ferguson: “A city can get a minor league team if the owner of another team moves it there.”

Yet that’s exactly what the Class A Carolina League was considering in 2002, when they met with Charlottesville city officials to discuss the possibility of a team here. Carolina League Executive Vice President Calvin Falwell declined to go on record as to which underperforming team would’ve gotten the axe in favor of Charlottesville, but he does tell C-VILLE, “Being selfish about it, Charlottesville’s a good location, because we’ve got Potomac, Frederick, Maryland, a team in Delaware.” Indeed, most of the Carolina League teams are outside either of the Carolinas, and Charlottesville is pretty much centrally located among them. What happened? Falwell explains, “There was a lot of enthusiasm, but we never could get anybody to step up to the plate” (pun probably not intended). But it makes sense. Major League Baseball pays for the players and their trainers, but the vast majority of the cost of a minor league team is up to the host city. Even dinky minor league ballparks can run upwards of $50 to 100 million, and it would be Charlottesville’s responsibility to pony up the millions. In other words, starting up a baseball team is a huge gamble, and it was one city officials didn’t feel prepared to make a few years back. Maybe next time.

…zoo?

The Natural Bridge Zoo has an African elephant. The Mill Mountain Zoo has a red panda. The Charlottesville Zoo has a unicorn, which is a true statement insofar as both are imaginary. Honestly, Natural Bridge gets all the cool stuff: an elephant, Foamhenge, that haunted monster museum… What do we get? A ghost walk? Lame! Charlottesville doesn’t even have a petting zoo. Why can’t we at least round up a few llamas and a butterfly house or something?

The main problem is, you can’t half-ass a zoo. It’s one of those things where you’ve got to come on strong and keep it going or else it’s never getting off the ground. You can’t start with a few cows and maybe a dog or two and then work your way up to the giraffes and capybaras. Zoos are a huge investment of cash and resources, and to even be eligible for most public and private grants, a zoo has to already be in full operation and accredited by the Association of Zoos and Aquariums, a consortium of North American zoos and, uh, aquariums. According to AZA accreditation guidelines, zoos are primarily for research and conservation, so not only does a zoo need justification for keeping a family of Galapagos tortoises, it needs a full staff of really smart people studying and taking care of them. Zoos are a tough, thankless business, so unless some weirdo in Albemarle wants to offer up his menagerie of exotic animals and start a foundation to provide for them, Charlottesvile is likely to remain zoo-less. There are always the peacocks at Ash Lawn.

Correction, July 3, 2007:

Due to a reporting error in last week’s cover story [“Why doesn’t Charlottesville have a strip club?”], we stated that real estate agent Ellen Pratt has listings for small condos at the Barringer and other properties. Though Ms. Pratt can and would love to show you those listings and even sell them to you, she is not the Realtor who originally listed those properties for sale. We apologize to Ms. Pratt and the Realtors who listed those properties for any confusion we caused.