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Creigh flees—and after all we’ve done for him!

It’s a tale as old as time: Politician, down on his luck, shacks up with a nice, unassuming little municipality. This city—cute, but not super-flashy or anything—nurtures and consoles said politician in his time of need, letting him know that he’s still an awesome elected official, no matter what those nasty newspapers and know-nothing chattering classes might be saying about him.

Fine, be that way! If you love Northern Virginia so much, Mr. Gubernatorial Nominee, why don’t you marry it!

And then what happens? The guy gets one tiny taste of success, and poof! Just like that he up and leaves, abandoning his adorable adopted home for some sprawling, ugly, vote-rich hussy upstate.

Yes, we’re looking at you, Creigh Deeds! Don’t think that we haven’t noticed that, barely a week after your (surprisingly convincing) upset victory in the Dem gubernatorial primary, you cavalierly announced that you would be moving your campaign headquarters from Charlottesville to some strip-mall-laden location in Northern Virginia. Maybe even (shudder) Alexandria!

Well fine, be that way. But don’t come crying to us if those fickle, exurban Hummer-drivers start treatin’ you bad. Sure, you can talk to the Washington Post all you want about being “strategically positioned to take advantage of the resources there,” but believe us when we say that Virginia voters know a carpetbagger when they see one — just look what they did to Terry McAuliffe!

And don’t think that Republican nominee Bob McDonnell isn’t going to fight you tooth and nail for every NoVa vote he can get. He did, after all, grow up in Fairfax—plus, he’s been giving every indication that he intends to run as a milquetoast, middle-of-the-road technocrat in the Mark Warner mold. (Hell, he even got a passel of prominent Republicans who previously worked for Warner to join a group called “Virginians for McDonnell”—a blatant rip-off of the toothy one’s 2001 “Virginians for Mark Warner” effort.)

Of course, McDonnell—a committed social conservative and proud graduate of Regent University—still has a few obstacles to overcome on his road to centrist nirvana. Although he’s done a good job so far in painting himself as a common-sense moderate, his long history of 700 Club appearances and unapologetically right-of-center actions as attorney general (like his support of a group of dissident Episcopalians who split with the church following the consecration of an openly gay bishop) will be hard to obscure. Plus, he has to run on the same ticket as current AG nominee Ken “Lock-n-Load” Cuccinelli, the state senator best known for trying to eliminate Planned Parenthood funding and proposing a law that would allow employers to fire workers who don’t learn English.

So good luck and godspeed, Mr. Deeds! You just go ahead and pack your bags—we promise not to make a fuss. No, really, don’t even look back. We’ll just find some other dejected, long-shot candidate to fill the aching hole in our political heart.

Hey, has anyone seen Virgil Goode recently?

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Living

Gallery Listings

Galleries

Art Upstairs Gallery 112 W. Main St., Suite 3 (in York Place). Tuesday-Thursday and Saturday, noon-5pm; Friday, 1-9pm; Sunday, 1-4pm. 923-3900. www.artupstairsgallery.com. Through June 28: “Bricks: Images of C-ville,” by Bill Finn.

BozArt 211 W. Main St., Wednesday-Thursday, 3-9pm; Friday-Saturday, noon-9pm; Sunday, 1-4pm. 296-3919. www.bozartgallery.com. Through June 30: Recent works by Barbara Wachter.

The Bridge/Progressive Arts Initiative 209 Monticello Rd. Wednesday-Saturday, noon-3pm, or by appointment. 984-5669. www.thebridgepai.com. Through June 27: “El Barrio (The Neighborhood): The iConnect Southwood Youth Photography Project,” a collection of photography by students of the iConnect Photography Workshop depicting images of where they live.

The Gallery at Fifth and Water 107 Fifth St. SE. Monday-Friday, 9am-5pm. 979-9825. Through June 30: “Looking Back: Retrospectives of Dance and Illusion,”  a collection of works by Bonny Bronson.

Kluge-Ruhe Aboriginal Art Collection 400 Worrell Dr. Tuesday-Saturday, 10am-4pm; Sunday, 1-5pm. 244-0234. Through August 9: “All Time Favorites,” a sampling of “best loved” works from the Kluge-Ruhe collection; “Timeless: Bark Paintings from Arnhem Land,” works on eucalyptus bark from the major art-producing communities throughout northern Australia.

La Galeria 218 W. Main St. Call for hours. 293-7003. Through June 30: “American Travels,” a collection of landscape photos throughout the United States by Mary Porter.

McGuffey Art Center 201 Second St. NW. Tuesday-Saturday, 11am-6pm; Sunday, 1-5pm. 295-7973. www.mcguffeyartcenter.com. Through June 28: Multiple exhibits, including “Waiting” by Sylvia Plachy; “Bishop Glacier,” by Tipper Gore; “Vanishing Gems,” by Joel Sartore; and “American Youth” by Redux Pictures.
 
Michie Building at Seventh Street On Seventh St. side of Old Michie Building. For details, call 977-3687 or visit look3.org. Through June 28: “Natures Mortes,” by Gilles Peress.

PVCC 501 College Dr. Monday-Thursday, 9am-10pm; Friday, 9am-5pm; Saturday, 1-5pm. 961-5202. Through August 27: The annual student art exhibition.

Ruffin Gallery 179 Culbreth Rd. Monday-Friday, 9am-5pm; call for special hours. 924-6123. Through July 24: “HAGAN! 1936-2008. The Intervening Years: Sculpture, Drawings, New Media, Boats,” works by UVA professor James Hagan.

Second Street Gallery 115 Second St. SE. Tuesday-Saturday, 11am-6pm. 977-7284. www.secondstreetgallery.org. Through July 18: “Luxury,” a collection of photography capturing occasions of flamboyant leisure by Martin Parr.

Try & Make
608 Preston Ave. Tuesday-Thursday and Saturday, noon-6pm; Friday, 1-8pm; Sunday, 1-5pm. tryandmake.org. Offers a variety of readings, events and exhibits.

Other exhibits

Restaurants, retailers and public spaces that host regular art events

Angelo 220 E. Main St., on the Downtown Mall. Monday-Friday, 11am-6pm; Saturday, 11am-5pm. 971-9256. Through June 30: “Florida Hybrids,” photographs by Susan Crowder.

Blue Ridge Beads and Glass 1724 Allied St. Tuesday-Saturday, 10:30am-5:30pm. 293-2876. www.blueridgebeads-glass.com. Glass pieces, paintings and instruments by Jerry O’Dell.

The Box 109 Second St. SE. Call for hours. 970-2699. Through June 30: Photography by Jason Lappa.

C&O Gallery 511 E. Water St. Monday-Friday, 9am-5pm. 971-7044. Through July 31: “Bolungarvík: An Icelandic Village’s Story through Sustainable Fishing,” photographs by Jon Golden.

C’ville Coffee 1301 Harris St. Monday-Thursday, 7:30am-9pm; Friday, 7:30am-5pm; Saturday, 8:30am-5pm; Sunday, 9:30am-8pm. 817-2633. Through June 30: “The Rivanna River and Its Watershed: Landscape Photographs by Ben Greenberg.”

Café Cubano 112 W. Main St. Call for hours. 971-8743. Through June 30: “Disposable Rivanna,” photographs by Billy Hunt.

Fellini’s #9 200 W. Market St. Call for hours. 979-4279. Through June 30: Recent photographs by Jeff James.

The Garage N. First St., across from Lee Park. Hours by appointment. thegarage-cville.com. Through June 30: Works by Jesse Wells and Kristin Smith.

Horse & Hound 625 W. Main St. Call for hours. 293-3365. Ongoing: “Virginia Hunt Country,” photographs on canvas by James Rowinski.

Hot Cakes Barracks Road Shopping Center 1137 Emmet St N # A. Monday-Saturday, 9am-8pm; Sunday, 10am-6pm. 295-6037. Through July 15: “Up, Over and Around the Bend, Local Landscape Paintings,” works by Meg West.

Jefferson Library 1329 Kenwood Farm Ln. Call for hours. 964-7540. Through November 12: “Lucy Meriwether Lewis Marks: A Biographical and Botanical Art Exhibit.”

King Family Vineyards 6550 Rosebud Farm, Crozet, 22932. Monday-Friday, 9am-5pm; Saturday and Sunday, 11am-5pm. 823-7800. Through July 31: “Dreams and Memories,” oil paintings by Lindsay Michie Eades.

Milano 100 W. South St. Call for hours. 220-4302. Through July 28: Watercolors by Kari Caplin.

Mudhouse 213 W. Main St. Monday-Thursday, 6:30am-10pm; Friday-Saturday, 6:30am-11pm; Sunday, 7am-7pm. 984-6833. Through July 6: “Arabian Streets: Photographs of the Middle East,” by Jay Kuhlmann.

Newcomb Hall Art Gallery
On the UVA Grounds. Call for hours. 249-2354. Through September 3: “Water & Health/Photovoice,” a cooperative photography project between the University of Virginia and the University of Venda in Limpopo, South Africa.

Paintings & Prose 406 E. Main St. Call for hours. 220-3490. Through September 4: “Assemblages,” curated by Dorothy Palanza.

The Paramount Theater 215 E. Main St. Open during events. 979-1333. Through June 30: “Substance,” paintings by Micah Cash.

Quick Gym 216 E. Water St. Call for hours. 220-3143. Through June 30: “Symbolic Series,” pen and ink works by Nola Tamblyn.

Small Special Collections Library On the UVA Grounds. Monday-Thursday, 9am-9pm; Friday-Saturday, 9am-5pm. 924-3021. Through August 1: “From Out That Shadow: The Life and Legacy of Edgar Allan Poe.”

South Street Brewery 106 W. South St. Daily 4:30pm-close. 960-9352. Through June 30: A collection of oil paintings by Katherine Marshall.

Speak! Language Center Rear entrance to The Glass Building, 313 Second St. SE. 245-8255. Through July 1: “Hadrian’s Coffee: Ancient Images of Contemporary Italy,” photographs by Richard Robinson.

Spring Street Boutique 107 W. Main St., on the Downtown Mall. Call for hours. 975-1200. Through June 30: Photographs from Virginia Fashion Week by Jack Looney and Liza Bishop.

Virginia Artists in Action 112 W. Main St. Wednesday, 3-6pm; Thursday-Saturday, 11am-6pm. 295-4080. Through June 30: “A New Breed of Photography,” a collection of images from multiple local artists.

Westminster Canterbury Gallery Walk 250 Pantops Mt. Rd. Call for hours. 972-2458. Through June 30: Photographs by naturalist Lois Gebhardt.

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VOP interns canvass local neighborhoods

“Hello, I’m from the Virginia Organizing Project, which is a non-partisan group, and I was wondering if I could ask you about what issues are important to you,” says Caty Kirk Robins.

Robins is one of seven college-age VOP interns, part of a VOP canvassing summer internship, who recite these words about 50-60 times a day as they go door-to-door across the city and county talking to residents.

“The idea of this organization is to include people who would otherwise not be,” says VOP spokesperson Julie Blust. VOP is a grassroots community organization meant to gather information directly from residents. The organization targets individuals who are not living in densely populated, politically active areas and may not know how to get involved.

“The eventual goal of all of this is to find people who want to help VOP and get them connected to campaigns,” says intern Patrick Costello. Those people then meet with Charlottesville Organizer Harold Folley in a one-on-one setting. “We talk to them about what they can give to VOP and what VOP can give to them,” he says.

Using this canvassing tactic, the VOP has had success with voter registration last year, helping to register 78,000 Commonwealth voters, says Blust. Tom Perriello’s spokesperson Jessica Barba says, on an average day, the office fields 25-50 calls from voters about legislation, noting that health care and climate change are the “current hot topics.”

Though not all these calls can be attributed to the VOP, last year VOP representatives knocked on 140,000 doors and helped to make healthcare the number one issue in the Commonwealth.

Another VOP goal is legislation. The organization was able to achieve that goal with its living wage project two years ago, raising the living wage from $10.95 per hour to $11.44, says Folley.

These seven interns began their work as a group May 18 and will continue their work for the rest of the summer every Monday through Friday, rain or shine, until close to 9pm.

Gathering this information, however, depends on whether residents are willing to answer their doors.

“You don’t see many people canvassing who aren’t selling something these days,” says Robins. “The most frustrating thing about it is when you see someone you can help, like someone with a health condition, and they refuse.”

After many “not-homes,” refusals, and even many large guard dogs that the interns come into contact with, however, one answered door and a chance to make an impact can make up for the setbacks, says intern Kristin Smith. “Moments like that can be really powerful,” she says, noting that those interactions remind you what the VOP door-to-door campaigns are all about.

“It reminds us we work for the people, not politicians,” says Costello.

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

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Dam study lacks cost estimate; dredging study next

Last November, Charlottesville’s City Council passed a resolution calling for a raft of studies related to the community’s 50-year water supply plan. The move came amid continued controversy about the plan that Council and other local bodies adopted in 2006, and followed an announcement that Gannett Fleming, the engineering firm hired to implement the plan, had said that one of its components—a new dam at the Ragged Mountain Reservoir—would cost double what the firm had originally estimated.

The idea behind Council’s resolution was to both gather information about the water supply plan and to demonstrate to the plan’s opponents (who include the group that calls itself Citizens for a Sustainable Water Plan, or CSWP) that the city is thoroughly examining its options. Councilor David Brown said in December, after Council held a joint session with the Albemarle County Board of Supervisors, that he felt the bodies “have a responsibility to make sure that our residents have confidence in Gannett Fleming and confidence in the process that’s moving forward.”

On June 2, the Rivanna Water and Sewer Authority released one of these studies: a review of the plans for the new dam by a panel of experts. Among the major findings was an assurance that the dam can be built for “substantially” less than Gannett Fleming’s August estimate of at least $72 million—though the panel did not specify a number, pending further investigations of subsurface conditions for the dam’s foundation. Director Tom Frederick says the RWSA is “encouraged” by the report, adding in an e-mail that “We still believe that the permitted plan is the best plan to achieve a long-term (50 years or greater) water plan.” The RWSA has spent $55,000 on the expert panel thus far; Frederick says the final cost estimate for the dam probably won’t come out until late 2009 or early 2010.

Charlottesville Mayor Dave Norris says the expert panel’s findings left him “a little disappointed….We spent a lot of money on this panel and I think they did a lot of good research, but we’re still not where we need to be in terms of actionable data.” CSWP goes further, highlighting in an open letter on June 11 the sections of the report that recommend further field studies. “They did not quantify the costs to perform these tasks nor any savings that might be associated with them,” the letter reads.

“Where are the dollar limits on this?” asks Dede Smith, a CSWP member. “How much more money do you keep putting into a project that may turn out to be not an appropriate project? Nobody knows what this is going to cost.” The group held a rally on the Downtown Mall June 15 in opposition to further spending on the dam study.

CSWP’s letter also implies that RWSA stalled on releasing the report. The expert panel conducted its study March 10-12 and its report is dated April 6.

More studies in the hopper

Norris adds that he’s “hoping against hope” that the various governing bodies involved can hit on a plan that does not involve building a large new dam. But there are still four studies yet to be completed before Council’s November resolution is satisfied: one on the feasibility and cost of dredging, one on water conservation, and two involving a pipeline between the South Fork and Ragged Mountain reservoirs.

The RWSA, meanwhile, announced June 5 that it had formed a selection committee to choose a consultant to conduct the dredging study. The main focus of that investigation will be to determine how much sediment would be removed from the South Fork during dredging and whether a good site exists for treating and disposing of it. (Another report on dredging, this one conducted by the South Fork Rivanna Reservoir Stewardship Task Force and completed in January, primarily looked at reasons to dredge, as opposed to costs and feasibility.)

Dredging study proposals were due June 17; the RWSA plans to decide on a consultant in August, and Frederick estimates the study would take four to eight months to complete. As to how much it’ll cost, no estimate will be available until the RWSA has chosen a consultant. CSWP has also raised concerns about RWSA’s call for proposals, according to Smith. “It seemed as if it was questionable what firms could actually qualify to [do the study],” says Smith. “The sheer amount of experience that [RWSA] required was pretty extensive, and it’s not that big a job. It also had more than a page of background info that we felt was pretty politically charged.”

The RWSA also has on its plate the selection of a firm to continue the design process for the proposed new dam that’s part of the approved plan, and Frederick anticipates that decision will occur no later than July.

In short, the process of finalizing a water-supply plan is still far from completion. Time is anything but an idle concern for local officials. There is a state-mandated deadline of June 2011 for the community to repair or replace Ragged Mountain Dam because of safety concerns. But the expert panel who reviewed plans for the dam found that “late 2012 or early 2013” would be a more realistic completion date for a new dam. “They’re only going to let us delay that so long,” says Norris.

Though he advocates finding the best possible solution to the area’s need for a long-term plan, Norris allows that—given the state deadline, the need for a secure water supply during droughts, and the desire of many voters to see officials take action—the studies and deliberation can’t go on forever. “I’m not interested in delaying this thing indefinitely,” he says. “If we haven’t made a decision by this time next year, we’re in big trouble.”

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

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The Editor's Desk

Readers respond to the June 16 issue

Here come the Sons

Regarding your question whether Sons of Bill has what it takes to make it [“No country for old men,” June 16]: Yes! They have what it takes to make it. Finally something new, different, original and exciting. “Something real, something with a cure…” as one of Sam’s songs goes. Their music is amazing, the lyrics are thoughtful, philosophical, and sometimes haunting. Go Sons! We want more!

Barbara Wilson
Charlottesville

 

Clarification:

A story in the Green Scene section of our June issue of ABODE misstated Congressman Tom Perriello’s role in a federal program to provide weatherization assistance to Fifth District homeowners. He announced the program but did not establish it.

 

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Arts

Brothers Bloom: Joyce, jest and ‘jinks

Writer-director Rian Johnson’s 2005 debut, Brick, dressed high-school melodrama in the garb of film noir, with conspicuously clever results. His new film, The Brothers Bloom, concerns itself with the mechanics of the heist movie, and the deep reserves of fraternal feeling contained therein. It too is clever and conspicuous—and impressively soulful, but only in spite of itself.

Blooms’ day: (From left) Mark Ruffalo, Adrien Brody and Rinko Kikuchi get their con on in The Brothers Bloom.

The brothers are Stephen, the older (Mark Ruffalo), a cynic; and Bloom, the younger (Adrien Brody), a romantic. The con game is their trade, and has been their way of coping with the world at least since Bloom discovered that he, “being as he wasn’t, could be as he wished to be,” and Stephen saw an opportunity. That happened early, as a rhymed verse narration in the dynamic opening sequence explains, probably during the period when the brothers found themselves rejected by 38 pairs of foster parents and figured out ways to swindle their elementary school classmates. At once stunted and sophisticated, they became “gentlemen thieves,” whose arbitrarily Joycean names now stand for a world-renowned personal brand of artistically elaborate, literarily allusive grifting.

The Fagin to these criminal fabulists is an old man called Diamond Dog (Maximillian Schell), now an enemy. And they also have made the acquaintance, to put it as Johnson would, of an imposing Belgian smuggler of antiquities called the Curator (Robbie Coltrane), neither enemy nor friend. These characters will matter to the plot, or maybe, ultimately, not.

The brothers’ latest muse and mark, Penelope (Rachel Weisz), is a widowed, epileptic, mansion-dwelling New Jersey heiress with enough money and leisure time to “collect hobbies” and combine them preposterously (juggling the chainsaws, for instance, while riding the unicycle). She’s the sort of woman who, if only given the chance, will light up and say, “C’mon, let’s be smugglers!” before paying everybody’s way to Prague. The sort of woman who would cease to exist without a movie like this to be in, even as the options it affords her are so few: to be fallen for, to take or be taken as a fool.

At least Penelope is more thoroughly developed than Bang Bang (Rinko Kikuchi), the mutely mugging Asian explosives expert and sidekick who serves as Stephen’s “personal masseuse” and Johnson’s tawdry stereotype. It’s nothing against underwritten explosives experts—Danny McBride in Tropic Thunder set a fine example—but rather the racial and gender-determined disadvantage that seems so uncomfortable here. Best to concentrate on the brothers, whom Brody and Ruffalo inhabit with verve and humor and grace. It’s hard to tell if they’re doing the movie a favor, or it’s doing one for them.

It is easy, at least, to accuse Johnson of ripping off Wes Anderson. But The Brothers Bloom is potentially wearying enough even without tracking its sources. Instead, let’s stay hopeful for its maker’s future. To put it as Johnson would: Will his tendency to brood and fidget and allude one day finally become subdued? That’s a day worth waiting for.

 

 

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Belmont brouhaha

Score another point for the Belmont residents who’ve rallied against the addition of another restaurant to Hinton Avenue. As we told you a few weeks ago, last Monday, City Council was scheduled to take a final consent vote on rezoning the residence owned by Lillian Ewell, William Ewell and Ian Day at 814 Hinton—which sits next door to Belmont Bar-B-Que—so that Andrew Ewell and Hannah Pittard can open a New Orleans-style restaurant called Southern Crescent there; however, after receiving a written request to postpone the vote from someone identified as a Belmont resident, Council acquiesced “to give staff more time” to assess the situation. The residents against the rezoning have complained that the existing businesses on Hinton—Belmont’s Neighborhood Commercial Corridor (“NCC”) in zoning lingo —already generate an intolerable amount of noise, traffic and parking problems.

 

John and Lynelle Lawrence are lending fresh air and fresh brew to Crozet, where their latest Mudhouse is set to open in a few weeks.

Despite the very passionate public debate on this, Restaurantarama really thought the rezoning would be a done deal by now and that we’d be slurping gumbo (oops, sorry Belmonters, we mean sipping very quietly) in short order. After all, Council already voiced support for the rezoning at its meeting on June 1, in part because the applicants offered to add a landscaped buffer between the new NCC boundary and the next residence, and in part because Councilors such as Dave Norris (himself a Belmont resident) and Holly Edwards saw the neighborhood blitz on Southern Crescent as misdirected anger over existing neighborhood tensions that should be addressed separately. In Norris’s exact words to CBS 19 News, Southern Crescent had become the “whipping boy of sorts.” But it seems someone has gotten to someone, and as of press time, a new vote has not yet been scheduled.

By the way, it’s not merely a mob of angry Belmont restaurant haters that are against this thing. Even Tomas Rahal, part-owner and chef of Mas and the first restaurateur to brave Belmont when it was still undiscovered as a hot spot, has opposed it. If you’re interested in his reasoning, check out Mas’s website, where Rahal has posted his position in much detail.

Coffee and coffee in Crozet

Now, what’s happening with the new Mudhouse in Crozet is not a rezoning, but it is a whole new world. Mudhouse founders John and Lynelle Lawrence have painstakingly renovated the site of the old Uncle Charlie’s Smokehouse space on the Square with lots of reclaimed wood and thoughtful design touches to bring out the character of the century-old building while giving it much-needed new life and fresh air. When it opens in a few weeks, the place will be the second full-scale Mudhouse coffeehouse, the first being the 13-year-old Downtown Mall flagship. In connection with the new Crozet shop, the Lawrences have closed the Pantops location of their string of four Mudhouse espresso-smoothie bars located in several of The Markets of Tiger Fuel. “It was a tough decision,” says John, “but we didn’t want to just add another location, and the lease was coming due there just as we were signing the lease on this [Crozet] one.”

Meanwhile, on the other side of Crozet, Trailside Coffee is set to open in the new Old Trail Village Center on July 6.

More pizza

And finally, something called Rise Pizzaworks is “coming soon” to Barracks Road. Don’t expect anything real soon (we spied in the windows), but do expect something for the eyes in addition to a slice a pie when the place finally does open: The designers of Alloy Workshop are lending their expertise to the project.

 

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Twenty years of local news and arts in the spotlight

We cannot deny it. We’ve picked up some trade secrets in the past 20 years—at least as far as living local goes. But we’ve also done more than our fair share to make sure some things, like the City Market, remain well-known, public treasures. Year after year, we have compiled lists of summer must-dos and dressed them in…er, random…covers. Well, we’ve been at it long enough that there’s no reason now to limit our guidance and expertise to three months of the year. And that gets us to this week’s cover story, listing 25 essential and timeless Charlottesville experiences for true insiders. Stick with us, week after week, all you wannabe and getting-there locals, as we track through the reportage and insight that make us your indispensable guide to life in this here lively town. 

 

Paging through the archives

“I have a friend who won’t go out on summertime Friday nights. Why not? ‘I have to be at the City Market when it opens.’ Okay. This is one of the most happening spots in the city. I’ve seen doctors, lawyers, riff-raff, common folk, hoi-poloi cruising the flowers and produce. There are also crafts and a coffee stand for those who don’t do well at seven in the ayem. You know the place—Water & First Streets. You know the time—Saturday mornings from 7:00 until noon. You know the ambience—funky cool.”—Jenny Mead, May 27, 1997

 

 

 

 

Getting covered


May 27, 1997

 

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Living

700 words on why the UVA Art Museum is like Metallica

At no point during our recent interview did new UVA Art Museum Director Bruce Boucher start screaming “Darkness! Imprisoning me!” or cursing Napster. Yet, as we spoke a bit about the renovation and planned expansion of the Bayly—the building that houses the art museum, which reopens in September—I found myself thinking of Metallica. Exit sense, enter segue.

Hello, art museum fans! Are you ready to rock? UVA Art Museum Director Bruce Boucher is more heavy metal than he may realize, and the museum’s renovations may prove it.

For more than two decades, Metallica has been inextricable from heavy metal’s greatest, most heavily spiked ambitions—a group tasked with reinventing or redirecting a genre on every new album. (If you ask me, they succeeded roughly 30 percent of the time.) The short-haired follow-ups to 1991’s “black” album tried to refashion metal with, well, fashion, and suffered; the band sought, but didn’t destroy. The group’s best album since 1991, however, is last year’s Death Magnetic, a very intentional return to the inspired battery of the 1986 classic, Master of Puppets. The point? Sometimes you find new inspiration in old models.

I’m being wildly simplistic here, but what was UVA’s Arts Gateway to the University plan if not a change as drastic as Metallica’s decision to cut its mullets off and lighten up? After all, when you reshape the look of a band, you invite in a new crowd of listeners. The Arts Gateway—an estimated $118 million plan to replace prime real estate on Emmet Street with a new arts complex—hoped to do the same. At a point, however, ambition seemed to clash with economics: The Arts Gateway, as C-VILLE reported last week, has been indefinitely shelved.

“The thing to remember is that the Arts Gateway was going to be an interdisciplinary center, and [the art museum] would have been part of a large number of other features and facilities there,” said Boucher during an interview. “The other thing to remember is that, in the present economic climate, a very ambitious scheme like that would take a long time.”

So, how do you repurpose the old model to achieve new goals? Let’s consult the metal gods.

My two best Metallica moments of the last year both involve the song “One,” from 1988’s …And Justice For All. Mash-up artist Girl Talk wedged the tune’s brutal guitar triplet finale between a Carpenters sample and Soulja Boy’s “Donk” on the album Feed the Animals. And ATO Records artists Rodrigo y Gabriela covered the same song and merged it with Dave Brubeck’s jazz standard, “Take Five.” [For more about Rodrigo y Gabriela’s new album on ATO, read the Feedback blog at c-ville.com.]

Whether we’re talking metal or museums, sometimes it makes more sense to take an old piece of art and make it speak in new ways. Renovations to the Bayly will make for better access to the museum’s permanent collection—a new appreciation of the classic tracks, if you will. And UVA needed a “new” interdisciplinary system like Metallica needed a haircut—not at all. Ruffin Hall, the sexy new studio art and gallery space across the street, hosted a few collaborative exhibits this year. And loyal UVA donor Hunter Smith pledged a gift of nearly $11 million for a new music rehearsal hall, to be completed in 2011 and located near Ruffin and the museum.

Boucher put it well during our interview: “I think it’s better in the foreseeable future for us to be on Rugby Road and to utilize as much as possible both the existing buildings and the possibility of expansion behind the Bayly.” Or, to borrow from a Metallica title, maybe the Arts Gateway was simply a thing that should not be. Rock on, Bayly.

More new ideas for old spaces

Feedback heard last week that Four County Players, the local theater based in Barboursville, plans to make use of some previously unexplored basement space for a two-week run of Hamlet starting June 26. Claire McGuirk, previously of cakes’n’ale theatre company, will take on the role of the slightly daffy Danish prince. For those of you who can’t make the trip to Barboursville, you can catch a preview performance at 12th Street Taphouse on Thursday, June 25. Check the calendar at c-ville.com for show details.

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25 essential Charlottesville experiences for real locals

Dome Room at the Rotunda

At the risk of sounding cocky, C-VILLE knows a little something about what it takes to be a true resident of this here city. After all, we’ve been Charlottesville insiders for 20 years now. Some of our staff were born and raised here, others were transplanted long ago, and some of us graduated from UVA and then couldn’t bear to leave. We think this gives us carte blanche to publish our ideas about what constitutes a real local. But, ever humble (no, that wasn’t a typo for ingenious), we invite your feedback as well. What experience made you feel like you finally belonged to this community? Was it disputing an outrageous parking ticket at City Hall (#21)? Was it making out with a first date at the Fork Union Drive-In (#24)? Or maybe you still feel like an outsider who wants to be in. In that case, follow our lead and take on the following 25 classic Charlottesville endeavors. Even if you don’t feel like a local when the list is complete, we guarantee that each Saturday Spudnut will bring you one step closer to feeling right at home.

1. Play hooky in the Dome Room at the Rotunda
In the words of this very paper, the “Dome Room of the Rotunda is a bit like the sunglasses you can’t find because they’re on top of your head.” Sometimes the most spectacular tourist destinations in Charlottesville get short shrift by locals. And we’re not talking about Historic Michie Tavern. Like Daedalus (#5), the Rotunda’s public Dome Room encases both books and light, but it also boasts an unbeatable view of the Lawn, explaining why Mr. Jefferson found it his favorite place from which to admire his Academical Village.

“We pledge allegiance to the flag…” Each year Charlottesville releases a fledgling group of citizens to the nation at Monticello’s Naturalization Ceremony. Go forth and multiply!

2. Attend the Naturalization Ceremony at Monticello
It’s no surprise that our list features Monticello. Without Thomas Jefferson, Charlottesville would be unrecognizable as the progressive haven it is today. And one of the most moving displays of Mr. Jefferson’s democratic principles is the annual Independence Day Celebration and Naturalization Ceremony on the mountain. For 46 years more than 3,000 immigrants have pledged their loyalty to this country while their fellow citizens look on. Last year George W. Bush spoke at the ceremony, and other honored guests have included Carl Sagan, David McCullough, Colin Powell, Madeleine Albright, and Christo and Jeanne-Claude. This year’s speaker will be rookie Congressman and Ivy native son Tom Perriello. Every year this ceremony reminds Charlottesville that a community stays stagnant unless it welcomes new additions. Remember to bring your American flags and your tissues to the ceremony: Your tears and patriotism will surely overflow. And the pomp of citizenship might just inspire you to attend a City Council or a Board of Supervisors meeting. Nationality might begin on the mountain, but it’s preserved on the ground floor.

3. Tailgate a UVA football game
Charlottesville without UVA would just be Waynesboro. Not that we think there’s anything wrong with Waynesboro, but can that town fill a 60,000-person capacity venue with screaming fans clad in orange jerseys and sundresses? Say what you will about drunken frat boys, but opening a full cooler in the parking lot before a Scott Stadium football game is pretty great. At a Cavalier tailgate the students are under the influence of hope for a win, the out-of-towners are intoxicated by the thrill of rivalry, and the 21-year-olds are just plain inebriated. One of these days our local sports fans will learn moderation; in the meantime we need those people who lack inhibition to start “the wave.”

And if you like UVA football, try taking in some winning, albeit lower-profile sports. Spread a blanket on the grassy knoll of Klockner Stadium while the university’s championship soccer and lacrosse teams rule the turf. These athletes might not take to the field with galloping steeds and exploding fireballs, but they certainly know how to play their game.

4. Walk to work
Charlottesville’s bike lanes might not have the greatest reputation, but our sidewalks leave little to be desired. Pedestrian pavement wends through city neighborhoods whose demographics and landscapes are forever changing, making a walk to work as variable as the numbers on a paycheck over the years. We’re also a city where many fortunate people live close to where they work, whether they’re crossing Avon Street Bridge from Belmont to do their shift at the Mudhouse (see #24) or walking down JPA in scrubs on the way to UVA Hospital. This town hosts an abundance of comfortable shoe stores for a reason. We get around.

5. Visit City Market
O.K., City Market. It’s time to give the bragging a rest. We all know that you’re the hottest gig in town on Saturday morning. All the savvy locals buy your flowers, herbs, strawberries and rhubarb pies. You’re the place for couples to walk complacently hand in hand, parents to push double-wide strollers, and singles to meet someone who loves John Coles’ raw milk goat cheese (available for a “donation”) as much as they do. We get it, City Market vendors. We want what you’re selling.

6. Post a comment on Cvillenews.com
Waldo Jaquith’s Cvillenews website has always been on the cutting edge. Jaquith launched it in 2001, and since then he has never lowered the bar for highbrow Charlottesville information. A hyperlocal news site before hyperlocal was a buzz word in the news industry, Jaquith covers real topics of real concern to locals. When commenters finally graduate from spurting BS on shifty blogs, Cvillenews is where they go to grow up.

7. Hang out Thursday night at Miller’s
John D’earth and Dawn Thompson have been playing jazz on Thursday night at Miller’s since the late ‘80s, and no regular Charlottesville gig can compete with that kind of history. What has kept D’earth, Thompson, and their rotating band of smooth characters at Miller’s all these years, through the bar’s change of ownership and change of menu, not to mention its infinite clouds of cigarette smoke? Perhaps it has something to do with the intimate setting and the stage that turns the performing band into a window display for passersby.

A local rising star in the Charlottesville music scene is Wednesday night at the Blue Moon Diner. Hump-day festivities and sweet potato fries have something to do with the gig’s success, but mostly it’s Jim Waive’s sweet crooning that brings the audience.

8. Visit the poetry room at Daedalus Bookshop
C-VILLE and its readers have a certain bias for all things poetic. They’re in good company with Sandy McAdams, owner and chief shelving administrator of Daedalus Bookshop for more than 30 years. Daedalus, described by the Washington Post as a “temple of secondhand lit, a bibliophile’s church,” has three extraordinary floors, and it’s on the top story where you’ll find the poetry section. The dusty light, the floor-to-ceiling mazes of bookshelves, and the literary mystique all combine here to create a poetry lover’s paradise. Like the volumes that circulate through Daedalus, great poetry is meant to be passed from person to person. The next time you’re downtown, run your fingers over some of these recycled pages.

9. Wake up early Saturday morning for Spudnuts
Since the donut chain’s Belmont shop opened in 1969, Spudnuts has routinely sold out its potato flour pastries on Saturday morning. Now known for being the only East Coast branch of the Spudnuts franchise, the store does donuts in a way that would make Idaho proud. In fact, they do them in a way that would make most C-VILLE readers balk at calling them donuts.  Nothing makes a Saturday morning like a cup of coffee and a half dozen Spudnuts (blueberry, coconut, chocolate-covered, cherry cinnamon, glazed, and whichever one you ate on your walk from the Spudnuts counter to your car) from the Belmont confectionery that’s been satisfying our early morning stomachs before brunch was the weekend hotness.

10. See the city from the air
This one is on everyone’s wish list, but airborne paradise is actually more accessible than you think. This might be your year to splurge and finally see the city and surrounding countryside from a hot air balloon. Ricky Behr, who runs his Bear Balloon Corporation from the Boar’s Head Inn, has logged more than 4,000 flight hours in his inflatable aircraft, and he hosts his “aerial nature walks” almost every day of the year. But Boar’s Head Inn isn’t the only company with hot air appeal. Blue Ridge Balloon and Monticello Country Ballooning also make it their business to elevate locals from the grass to the treetops. A wicker basket hugs the earth more closely than an airplane seat does, and balloon infrastructure is easier to wrap your head around than jet aerodynamics. Perhaps the hot air balloon should be Charlottesville’s trademark mode of transportation in the same way the sea plane is Alaska’s. We might not have whales and glaciers, but we still have a pretty sweet view of the Blue Ridge.

The Charlottesville Ten Miler: What athletes do when the alternative is running around a track 40 times.

11. Run the Ten Miler
Although ACAC treadmills have toned a lot of legs in Charlottesville, the annual outdoor Ten Miler still attracts a fit crowd of thousands. Once a year local feet pound the city pavement in the name of charity, running from U-Hall and JPJ to Downtown and back again, with plenty of entertainment and Gatorade-funneling along the way. Started 34 years ago by Ragged Mountain Running Shop’s Lorenzoni family and now directed by Dan and Alice Wiggins, the Ten Miler takes over the streets each spring with its magical combination of sweat, muscle and pain, not to mention the exhilaration of beating one’s neighbor in a foot race. And judging from the pink bumper stickers around town, another fundraiser, the Charlottesville Women’s Four Miler (begun in 2000), has its own avid following of sweaty musketeers.

12. Tube on the James River
If “cooler tubes” and “dog lifejackets” aren’t enough to get you on board with James River tubing expeditions, the meandering river should be enticement enough. The James River runs the length of the state, but nearby Scottsville holds the key to one of the most scenic, rapid-free stretches of recreational floating. Back in the day, tobacco and produce were transported down the river, but these summers you are more likely to see tubing parties and beer flotillas make their way from Warren to Hatton Ferry. James River Runners and James River Reeling and Rafting are the two main enterprises that bus you upriver with your supplies (fried chicken and cans of Budweiser are popular choices), but if you’ve got enough designated drivers and inner tubes you can play Lewis and Clark by exploring your own quiet stretch of river.

13. Attend the Live Arts Gala
Each fall the no-budget Live Arts Gala kicks every other party’s butt by harnessing a perfect storm of hot revelers, hot local celebrities (see #16), hot trapeze artists and the hottest dance floor of the year. In the earlier portion of the evening big spenders watch actors in their acclaimed roles and follow mimes or other unexpected guides through the building before sitting down to dinner, a live auction, and, of course, more booze. For the after-hours crowd the Gala opens a bar and a dance floor to a vortex of performers and party dresses. Volunteers make the whole night happen (see #14), donating their time and creative energy both out of abounding love for Live Arts and out of more general love for carousing.

14. Volunteer
In a town like Charlottesville volunteering is just as rewarding for you as for those you help. The community service that began as a court order might just turn into the highpoint of your week. Charlottesville hosts hundreds of benevolent organizations (just ask the Center for Nonprofit Excellence) in our neighborhoods like CASA, SARA, Habitat for Humanity, school mentoring programs, literacy programs and arts organizations, as well as a fleet of young athletes who need coaches. And let’s not overlook the Madison House, a UVA organization that has donated over 110,000 volunteer hours to the community since its inception. If you want to translate that time into cash money, it’s over $2 million worth of service. Every week 1,300 students volunteer their time to making Charlottesville better, and they didn’t even have to get arrested to find their motivation. To track down volunteer opportunities that suit your talents, visit the websites volunteermatch.org or beavolunteer.info.

15. Call the C-VILLE Rant Line, 817-2759 ext. 55
What’s up, C-VILLE? I just want to say…um…the Rant Line is one of our last phone-based forms of free expression, and um…we live in a democracy…Hold on, my other line is beeping. I’m back. You guys seriously need to publish this because I…well, I took issue with a rant last week about…I mean the Free Speech Wall is, like, always out of purple chalk. God, have you ever noticed how good Pringles are? This is one Rantalicious potato chip. Can you pick up what I’m throwing down? And by the way, if I ever get the time or money I’m going to change the pedestrian crossing beeping noise to the song “White Rabbit” by Jefferson Airplane. Peace out.

16. Spot a local celebrity
Nothing makes us feel more metropolitan in our Blue Ridge enclave than a celebrity spotting. Sure, the longer we live here the more nonchalant we try to appear when standing in line behind Grisham, Matthews, Spacek or Dove at the grocery store, but we can still gush privately when we get so lucky. Although we’re all aware that Charlottesville is a happening place, it’s still comforting in a tabloid journalism sort of way to know that big-shots like The Rock (can you smell what he’s cooking?) think it’s special, too. We won’t be selling Charlottesville star maps anytime soon, but we can disclose that the Downtown Mall has been rich in celebrity sightings lately. That being said, we rarely get to wander farther than two blocks from our downtown office.

You can still put meat platters under the tree on Christmas morning, but Reids Super-Save Market has pork products and other essential groceries all year round. Meanwhile little Jace Wright wishes he was at the toy store.

17. Shop at Reid’s
Known for its central location, its unparalleled meat department, its killer sales prices, and its expanding selection of organic and local produce, Reid Super-Save Market is one of the most socioeconomically diverse shopping experiences in Charlottesville. In a city that’s been clamoring for a pretentious downtown grocery store for years, Reid’s has been quietly doing the job of a Giant, a Whole Foods, and a convenience store wrapped in one. Swing by for a lotto ticket, a can of soda or your week’s worth of groceries. This unassuming Charlottesville market has a little bit of everything.

18. Attend a fringe/DIY art or culture event
Although local art and cultural events like the Virginia Festival of the Book, the Virginia Film Festival, and LOOK3: Festival of the Photograph are now fairly mainstream, the Charlottesville art community still stirs the pot every year with creations like outsider circuses, female arm wrestling extravaganzas, and new gallery spaces to challenge the status quo. The gutted sections of the Ix Building have now hosted two celebrations of weirdness: Wunderkammer and Shentai. The Bridge Progressive Arts Initiative in Belmont holds fundraisers where animal sounds and fake mustaches are mandatory. The Twisted Branch Tea Bazaar and Dust help ensure that obscure bands always stop through Charlottesville on their way to Indie-ville. And the Blue Moon Diner has been taken over by the Charlottesville Lady Arm Wrestlers more times than we can count. The fact that the line for last year’s CLAW Smackdown wrapped around the block should tell you something about Charlottesville’s enthusiasm for all things fringe, and we’re not just talking about leather jackets from the ’80s. Read about all art events in the C-VILLE calendar listings, in Arts Editor Brendan Fitzgerald’s weekly highlight reel Feedback, or on the Piedmont Council of the Arts calendar: http://charlottesvillearts.org/calendar.

Before gentlemen scholars there were barber statesmen. Ken Staples reigns over his sideburned dominion at the Staples Barber Shop in Barracks Road Shopping Center.

19. Get hair cut at Staples or Jokers
Plenty of tributes have been paid to the barber shop mystique. For instance, Ice Cube’s film Barber Shop comes to mind. Also Barber Shop 2: Back in Business. But Charlottesville has its own haircutting establishments worthy of the Hollywood treatment: Staples and Jokers. The barber pole beside the door of Staples in Barracks Road makes the shop instantly recognizable as a place to get trimmed. The trademark helix of red, white and blue stripes has been turning since 1923, first downtown, now caddy corner to Ben & Jerry’s—convenient for parents who want to reward their little boys with ice cream after their first haircuts.

Jokers Barber Shop resides on Commerce Street in the historically African-American neighborhood of Starr Hill. It remains central to a community that has seen a lot of changes over the years including the closing of Jefferson School, the opening of Is Venue and the demise (we hope) of the trend of shaving jersey numbers and zigzags into young men’s hair.

20. Drop off recycling at McIntire
Despite the irony of burning fossil fuels to drive to a recycling facility and then idle in your car while you wait for a parking spot (500 customers a day!) so you can dump some old newspapers in the name of the environment, the 35-year-old McIntire Road Recycling Center is a paradise of good intentions. It’s where your cereal boxes, New Yorkers and Diet Coke cans begin the next phase of their long lives while you free up room in the trunk of your car. And fortunately for this literary city, the Recycling Center is also home to the McIntire Library, a.k.a. the Rivanna Solid Waste Authority’s Book Exchange Bin. Here you can deposit books that have worn out their welcome and load up on new-to-you volumes. As the old saying goes, one man’s Tuesdays with Morrie is another man’s Gravity’s Rainbow.

21. Fight a parking ticket
We’ve all been there. You’re just running into a store for a minute but the Downtown Mall sucks you in and by the time you return to your car some overzealous cop has given you a parking ticket simply for doing something illegal. Maybe you were an inch over the white line, maybe you had a tire or three on the sidewalk, or maybe you forgot that yield lights do not constitute a parking spot. Whatever your excuse is for the parking transgression, City Hall does not want to hear it. But that doesn’t stop you from taking your grievance downtown. A little white ticket is just a reason for our voices to be heard, right? A persuasive letter, a few tears, a killer outfit: We all have different tactics for contesting a ticket. But let us not forget the lesson taught by John Grisham in 2006 when his Porsche was unceremoniously towed from a parking lot adjacent to Feast and he very vocally disputed the action: No one is above the law, but our vehicles are always worth fighting for, even the non-Porsches in our midst.

22. Dabble in graphic design, writing, or architecture
If you’ve lived in Charlottesville for over five years and haven’t headlined an art opening or a book signing, you’re in the minority. Our city must be built on some kind of creative bedrock, because here artistic pursuits are the norm and not the exception. We could estimate how many trust funds have been directed toward amateur hobbies, but you can’t put a price on personal fulfillment.

In Belmont the soy lattés are in walking distance, the tapas are around the corner, and the houses are out of your price range.

23. Shop for and reject a house in Belmont as being too expensive
Belmont remains Charlottesville’s own little Brooklyn, and like Brooklyn, its prices have only climbed higher over the past few decades. But property values are not the only factor responsible for gentrifying Belmont over the years. Its restaurants, parks and proximity to downtown continually make the neighborhood hipper to home buyers. But start saving your pennies if you want to live there: In 2007 the average house price in Belmont was $192,000. There’s no harm in window shopping though. Who doesn’t want to check out the closet space in a renovated Victorian and fantasize about the abstract art that will hang over the mantel? Sadly, the nearest most of us will get to these fabulous Belmont homes is when we collect the good candy while trick or treating on Halloween. If we can’t live there, we at least deserve that much. So what if you have to rob a kid to get your consolation prize?

24. Complain about living in Charlottesville, move to Brooklyn, return, then get your old job at Mudhouse back
Although everyone has a few good-natured complaints about living in Charlottesville (i.e. it’s a fishbowl existence, it’s impossible to be naughty without everyone knowing it, it’s still bragging about its number one city status from 2004), eventually the complaints reach a climax and then it’s off to Brooklyn. If you haven’t driven a couch down the New Jersey Turnpike at some point during your fraught relationship with Charlottesville, we speculate that perhaps you are an untested lover. But for whatever reason, the Brooklyn layover never lasts. Charlottesville’s siren call eventually summons the neo-New Yorkers home. What’s the secret? Unlike Brooklyn, somehow we’re able to maintain our small-town charm with the big-city advantages of great theater, non-Starbucks espresso (barrista’d by just about everyone at one point or another) and vintage clothing shops that put the secondhand stock at Urban Outfitters to shame.

25. See a double feature at Fork Union Drive-In Theatre
When the Fork Union Drive-In opened in 1953, the owners couldn’t have predicted that one day it would boast 1,723 Facebook fans (at press time) and show a movie about a teenage undercover rock star named Hannah Montana. But the movie theatre has adapted to the times while still preserving its old-fashioned roots, namely the idea that movie theatres themselves are immaterial. Hannah Montana doesn’t need brick and mortar to entertain audiences. Every summer Virginia’s smallest drive-in boasts a multitude of grade-A movies, and you can watch them all from the comfort of your own vehicle, which is great if your vehicle is a BMW or a conversion van, not so great if your vehicle is frequently used to carry compost.