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Gun play: What else can we say?

Usually, when we sit to pen our modest column, we are all giggles and light. But every once in a while we squat, quill in hand, and despair at the bleak landscape that looms before us. This is one of those times. Following the on-camera slaughter of WDBJ journalist Alison Parker and cameraman Adam Ward by unhinged individual Vester Flanagan, the thought of penning yet another column about gun violence feels both depressing and futile. And so, with scant regard for reading comprehension or narrative structure, we have decided to present random verbiage, in chronological order, culled from previous editions of the Odd Dominion:

Even for left-leaning liberal media pantywaists such as ourselves, one thing simply cannot be denied: Virginia is one gun-lovin’ commonwealth, no matter how you slice it. How do we know? Well, suffice it to say that, buried deep in our collective political subconscious, there are incidents of squirrel hunting, snapping turtle shooting and 12-point-buck dressing that loom so large, we can’t ever fully disavow our love for small-caliber weaponry. And if a state’s effete political columnists don’t reflexively hate guns, then who the hell does?

With the fourth anniversary of the mass shootings at Virginia Tech fast approaching, the last thing you might expect to see is some dude with a semiautomatic AR-15 rifle slung over his shoulder strolling through the halls of Virginia’s State Capitol building. But there he was.

Although the gun lobby scored some significant victories last year (most notably a law that allows patrons of alcohol-serving establishments to carry concealed weapons), it failed to overturn Virginia’s one-handgun-purchase-a-month law, and is surely champing at the bit to take another crack at it.

Even though a recent study showed that Virginia already provides more guns used in out-of-state crimes than all but two other states, the legislative momentum is toward allowing greater access to deadly weapons, not less. And because Virginia currently permits unlicensed gun show dealers to sell firearms without performing background checks, any law repealing the one-per-month limit should include a clause that officially changes the state motto to “America’s Gun Store.”

In the wake of the horrible slaughter of 20 terrified, defenseless children and seven adults in Newtown, Connecticut, we’re done pretending that America’s proponents of unfettered access to military hardware for all citizens are anything but accessories to mass murder. This fetishization of large-caliber, high-capacity weaponry is, in our humble opinion, an ongoing aberration in the American psyche, and one that basically guarantees that thousands of innocent souls will continue to be lost to mad men with easy access to the tools of death.

In a sane world, the stomach-churning mental image of a lunatic repeatedly firing .223-caliber bullets into the helpless, writhing bodies of children would make us finally stop, realize the folly of our current gun laws and take immediate corrective action.

But we do not live in a sane world. And, as much as it pains us to say it, nothing will really change. Twenty tiny coffins will be lowered into the ground, politicians will fulminate and fight, a scrap of watered-down, ineffective legislation may or may not pass, and we’ll all sit around, waiting for the next trigger-happy loner to destroy yet another community, as we continue to weep for the sick weakness of our collective will.

Odd Dominion is an unabashedly liberal, twice-monthly op-ed column covering Virginia politics.

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Film review: The Transporter: Refueled gains little traction for the franchise

If one were feeling particularly generous, parallels could be made between the recent spate of French-produced English language action films and the heyday of the spaghetti Western. Between the campy play at sophistication, the stylistic exploitation of genre tropes and the strange juxtaposition of gritty Anglophone leading men battling actors whose onscreen dialogue appears to be their first English words ever spoken, both subgenres could arguably be seen as platforms for non-Americans to get away with projects that Hollywood studios would never green light.

However, if The Transporter: Refueled is any indication, the Euro-American action movie will likely never produce visionaries such as Leone or Corbucci because, in actuality, it is little more than a cash cow for cinéma du look pioneer Luc Besson, who has directed, co-written or produced such notable genre entries as Lucy, the Taken series and the newly recast Transporter franchise. Besson’s once-refreshing reimagining of American films (The Professional, The Fifth Element) has given way to the wholesale adoption of some of our industry’s most tiresome and shameless tactics.

In the case of The Transporter: Refueled, which appears to be as much travelogue as action yarn and littered with product placement, even if this movie makes no money at the box office, you can expect to see a fifth entry because it looks like it turned a profit before it even reached the screen.

Refueled sees the role of Frank Martin, formerly occupied by the unceasingly watchable Jason Statham, taken over by the up-and-coming Ed Skrein, who retains his predecessor’s deadpan charm and wit. This entry sees Martin and his father (Ray Stevenson) teaming up with a valiant band of former prostitutes to take down a Russian international sex trafficker. The less said about the plot the better, which is also true of earlier Transporter entries; the looser the narrative, the more space there is for oil slick fights and insane bicycle chases.

Refueled has its moments, most notably a drawer fight (yes, a drawer fight) that wouldn’t be out of place in the best Jackie Chan movie. But the franchise has always been at its strongest when it wears its own silliness on its sleeve without presenting itself as an ironic piss-take, which it has always done by committing fully to its set pieces—no matter how preposterous—and the charisma and entertainment value of watching Jason Statham do absolutely anything. Both aspects are somewhat lacking in this newest entry; fights and chase sequences are so stylized that they rarely feel genuinely exciting, and although Skrein certainly belongs in front of a camera and looks confident in a fight, he lacks Statham’s freneticism and ferociousness in the role of Martin.

There’s nothing really wrong with The Transporter: Refueled—though it does lean heavily on the odious and overused trope of action movies abusing women into standing for something—but there’s really no compelling reason to see it, either. There is a place in the world for the sleek, silly style of the Transporter series, and Skrein has the makings of an action leading man. True to its name, Refueled feels more like a pit stop than a journey. Let’s hope the next entry actually uses that fuel.

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Old drug: New dangerous effects

Police say the presence of spice, a form of synthetic marijuana, is not new to Charlottesville or Albemarle County, however, they’re now seeing new behaviors associated with people using the drug.

Charlottesville Police Lieutenant Joe Hatter, who oversees the Jefferson Area Drug Enforcement Task Force, says spice has been in the area for the last five to seven years. People use spice to mimic the effects of marijuana, or because they think it won’t show up in drug tests, Hatter says, adding there’s no way to know what’s in any particular spice blend, but ingredients could show up in tests.

“What we’re seeing now is definitely not mimicking marijuana,” Hatter says. “People are walking down the street nude after smoking this.” People who smoke spice have been found disoriented, passed out, sweating profusely, vomiting or convulsing, he adds.

Local police received at least 15 calls last month for suspected spice usage, and the majority of those calls involved people who needed medical attention, Hatter says.

Dr. Chris Holstege, who has been a UVA professor in the school of medicine since 1999, is the director of medical toxicology at UVA Medical Center. He remembers the last large outbreak of synthetic cannabinoid use in 2009. He says patients then were agitated, confused, delirious and combative, and UVA doctors believe the drug induced the first psychotic break for some of the patients.

When Virginia made these products illegal, Holstege says consequently fewer use incidents were reported. It has also made patients more reluctant to tell doctors whether they have used them, so it’s hard for the task force to track how many currently are using the drug. In the first quarter of this year, Holstege says nine cases of synthetic cannabinoid use were reported, followed by an influx of 29 cases in the second quarter of the year. This quarter is on a trajectory for about 60 reported cases, according to Holstege.

Though spice is traditionally known to attract a younger crowd, Hatter says he’s received no reports of people using the drug at the University of Virginia or in local high schools, but rather people in their 20s and 30s near downtown Charlottesville.

When the drug first appeared in the area, Hatter says police found that a synthetic marijuana product was being sold at area convenience stores. After confiscating a product and confronting a clerk at one of the stores, police learned that the clerk didn’t realize what it was. Spice, K2 and other synthetic cannabinoids are often marketed as herbal incense blends or potpourri, making them more dangerous for people who don’t know what they are, Hatter says. People now tend to buy them online, where they’re easy to find, or from someone on the street, according to Hatter.

“The Internet has opened Pandora’s box,” agrees Holstege.

According to Hatter, police have done their best to “crack down” on dealers and users and to get the word out about the dangers of spice, but it may not be going away any time soon.

“Leave it alone,” Hatter says. “Fear it.”

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Updated: Lockn’ adds to its infrastructure and allure

Updated: Due to a powerful storm, the opening of  Lockn’ campgrounds has been delayed until further notice and Thursday performances have been canceled.

When gates open to the show field  on Thursday, returning campers and daytrippers will find what should be an improved experience at Lockn’ Music Festival, the four-day music bash on Nelson County’s Oak Ridge Farm.

“We are hoping to get to being a [festival] where ‘You gotta go,'” says Lockn’ Music Festival co-founder and promoter Dave Frey.

In a media reception on Wednesday, Frey went through a punch list of items that he’s been working on since 2014. Frey says he has purchased an adjacent property that allows for traffic improvements, increased options for power supply and a quicker turnaround on septic transfers.

Nelson County Supervisor Larry Saunders indicated that it’s been easy working with Frey and his staff in the lead up to this year’s massive event.  “The county is fully behind it,” says Saunders.

In three years the festival has become a big draw for fans of the jam scene, as well as legendary artists.  The current lineup includes appearances by classic rock demigods Carlos Santana and Robert Plant among a long list of contemporary heavies in the genre.

There’s also a strong local presence through the food vending. The Rock Barn’s Ben Thompson curates the food and beverage offerings, and Frey says local food accounted for one-third of last year’s sales, a number he expects to exceed  in 2015.

The 25,000 patrons expected over the span of the festival will find options provided by area wineries and breweries as well as an expanded biking and outdoor activity program. Even the staff has upped its game by trading in a portion of the traditional golf carts for bicycle rickshaws.

It’s the overall experience that means most to Frey, who says the goal for Lockn’ is to be “more than just music.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Perfect landing: Jorma Kaukonen and Jack Casady on Jefferson Airplane’s golden anniversary

In 1965, amid the notorious counter-cultural hub of San Francisco’s Haight-Ashbury district, began what would prove to be one of the most influential experiments in rock history: Jefferson Airplane. As headliners of those now legendary festivals—Woodstock, Altamont, Monterey Pop and Isle of Wight—like the roaring sound of the zeitgeist itself, the music of the Airplane epitomized the rebellious and revolutionary energy of a generation.

Now, in tribute of a half-century, Jefferson Airplane founding fathers and current Hot Tuna members Jorma Kaukonen and Jack Casady are hosting an exclusive, once-in-a-lifetime anniversary set at the Lockn’ Music Festival on September 11. Abetted by many a musical compadre and conspirator, the longtime bandmates will perform a newly arranged selection of songs from Jefferson Airplane’s psychedelic canon.

C-VILLE Weekly talked with Kaukonen and Casady by phone in anticipation of another historic gig.

C-VILLE: Talk about the 50th anniversary set you guys are putting on at Lockn. What’s it all about?

Jorma Kaukonen: Obviously, with the 50th, what most people would like to see is a reunion with the full-on Airplane, and that’s not gonna happen. But I honor my friendship with these people, and when we got an offer to do the celebrate-the-music-of gig, Jack and I really gave it some thought. What we most wanted to avoid was being a cover band of our own stuff. Thus, the idea became: Let’s do some Airplane songs in a fresh and 2015 kind of way. Because we wanted to keep people from comparing, we made decisions based on that criteria.

For instance, for Grace’s parts, we chose Rachael Price [of Lake Street Dive], because she’s basically a jazz singer, and wouldn’t that be something different? Her takes on Grace’s songs are really going to be cool.

Jack Casady: It’s unusual because it’s not something we’d of come up with on our own. But it got us excited to revamp the old material. I had some shows in Hawaii, and—get this—we actually rehearsed some Airplane songs. It was a lot of fun, going over songs we hadn’t played for 50 years. Afterward, I actually gave Grace [Slick] a call—we both live in L.A., and despite what some people think, we keep in touch. Anyway, we had about an hour-long conversation, heavy on the nostalgia.

But, nostalgia aside, I think that the collaborations are going to be really, really cool. We’ve got Bill Kreutzmann [the Grateful Dead] slated to come out and play with us, which hasn’t happened for a long time, and the other players are going to be a treat as well.

Could you describe what you each feel to be the legacy of the Airplane?

JK: One of the most important legacies is that really indelible spirit, creatively speaking, that the Airplane always had. We were really a daring band in a lot of ways. We were absolutely unafraid to take chances. We had “White Rabbit” and “Somebody to Love,” which got us into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame…all our other albums after Surrealistic Pillow didn’t have radio hits because they were just too damn long.

Furthermore I think that, at the peak of our playing career, the best stuff was what we played live. It was absolutely the product of the moment, impossible to replicate and therefore something that was utterly unique.

JC: I’ll second the motion and leave it at that.

Jorma, you’re turning 75 this year, and Jack, you are 71. Care to look back on your career from the esteemed vantage of longevity?

JC: I think, luckily, as a younger man, I never saw myself in only the world of rock ‘n’ roll—I never thought in terms of the death-defying burnout that comes with that territory. When I started playing at 13, all my heroes—mostly jazz and classical musicians—as they matured, their craft improved.

I always hoped that I would continue to learn and work on the craft. And that’s stayed with me. It’s always been in the back of my mind, so I never chose to work on the kind of material that would have a short life. You know, songs about teenage trysts and ‘bad love’ breakups. [Joyous cackling.]

JK: When you’re young and find yourself living the whole rock star life, you just can’t imagine it will ever end. But then, inevitably, it does. And if you’re lucky you can maintain relevance and, instead of being forgotten, become venerable. I think that’s been the goal.

Otherwise, without getting into some cliché drug-or-drunk version of my life, what always saved me was the music—the steadfast commitment to the art. So often I get asked the question: What’s your most important contribution? And, other than passing a love of music on to my children (they’re both musicians), I’m really happy to have been able to have the privilege of being a kind of musical gatekeeper, to have played a part in making people aware of some portion of the really great stuff that’s out there—like, for instance, the Reverend Gary Davis. I really cherish the ability to play a part in that unbroken chain.

–Eric J. Wallace

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Man killed in first homicide of the year

More than 100 people gathered outside the home of Jason Lee Shifflett, Charlottesville’s first suspected homicide victim of the year, for a candlelight vigil September 3.

Shifflett, 31, was shot and killed in his Carlton Avenue trailer home just before 1am that day, police say. His killer has not yet been identified.

Shifflett’s friend, Ira Morris, who is a tattoo artist at Scotty Rock’s Inkslingers in Ruckersville, agreed to donate half of the proceeds from any tattoo he inks in Shifflett’s memory to the family for funeral expenses. At press time, Morris said he had given seven memorial tattoos, which equalled $600 worth of donations. Morris gave an extra $400 and says he wrote Shifflett’s mother, Robin, a check for $1,000 on September 7.

Charlottesville police spokesman Steve Upman says there are no updates at this time. He asks anyone with more information on the shooting to contact Detective Bradley Pleasants at 434-970-3374.

Over Labor Day weekend, a man was charged with first degree murder for killing his wife on Jefferson Drive in the Lake Monticello subdivision. On September 5, Lieutenant David Wells with the Fluvanna County Sheriff’s Office named the deceased woman as Tayler Burruss and said her husband, Franklin Burruss, is being held without bond at the Central Virginia Regional Jail.

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ARTS Pick: Low Cut Connie

The electrifying duo Low Cut Connie formed in 2010 when singer-songwriters Adam Weiner and Daniel Finnemore got stuck in a freight elevator together for four hours. The unlikely pair joined forces to create their own variety of righteous rock ‘n’ roll and have enjoyed adoration from NPR, Rolling Stone, MOJO and even President Obama, who added the band’s “Boozophilia“ to his 2015 summer playlist on Spotify.

Thursday 9/10. $10-12, 9pm. The Southern Café and Music Hall, 103 S. First St. 977-5590.

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Second life: A Madison property ready for the next act

What do you want with a big old house in the woods? This listing, a 4,000- square-foot home outside Madison, seems to invite far-flung ideas. Sure, it could be a family home, as it has been since it was built in 1986. But something about it suggests that it’s ripe for repurposing.

We’ll muse on that shortly. First, the setting: To get here, you turn off 29N and travel through the kind of scenery that gladdens the heart. It’s the grandiosity of the mountains and the quirky particulars of working farmscapes.

After a few turns onto successively smaller roads, you find yourself on a long gravel drive, passing cows and ponies on your way up to some wooded foothills. A steep climb delivers you to the house site, which is carved out of a thickly forested slope.

From the driveway, you can appreciate the house’s overall thang: angular offset rooflines and natural materials (namely, unpainted wood and stone). It’s that modern-meets-rustic aesthetic. There’s no yard to speak of, so—without further ado—in we go.

Once inside, you’re immediately standing within the house’s most appealing and dramatic section: the great room, organized around a large double-sided stone fireplace and lit by many south-facing windows. Walls are knotty pine; the ceiling slopes up to the south; exposed beams are dark and weathered, as though salvaged.

You’d better like looking at wood if you want to live here. Given the big rooms, tall ceilings and sparing use of drywall, there’s a lot of woodgrain to gaze it—and it’s been maxed out with wooden cabinets in the kitchen that sport the same medium-tone honey hue as the walls (and floors, and refrigerator doors and butcher block countertops). But hey—there are worse problems to have, and the kitchen, for one, could be creatively refinished to bring a note of contrast to the space.

As a place to actually cook, this kitchen seems quite workable. It’s got a simple layout with a big island, and being tucked under the lower side of the ceiling, it feels cozy even though it looks into a soaring space. Though it predates the days of the gourmet show kitchen (there’s only a little splash of granite here), note these touches of luxury: extra-large Sub Zero fridge and freezer, and a little prep sink in the island. The scale of the room, like the living and dining rooms, feels good. Update some details and you’re there.

Which brings us to the bathrooms, the place where this house most faithfully displays its mid-’80s vintage. Remember those little built-in Dixie cup dispensers? Remember wallpaper? Each bathroom in the house—and there are four and a half—is an opportunity to either connect with an earlier era in your life, or have some real renovation fun.

(There is something almost time-capsule-like about this house, so reminiscent is it of the time when it was built. The 30-year-old details are in impeccable condition.)

Anyway, back to the bones. You’ve got a master suite off one side of the kitchen, a laundry/mud room off the other, plus a den and an office off the living room. None of these are exceptional, but they’re pleasant enough, and almost every south-facing room also opens onto the deck—a nice, deep one with room for lots of seating.

There’s one more bedroom on the main level, plus two upstairs (where the hollow-core doors of the first level are exchanged for heavier, possibly salvaged ones that lend a whiff of Victoriana). A wooden spiral staircase leads from the great room down to the finished basement. You could practically house a second family down here: There are two unofficial bedrooms; a big open space for lounging, exercising or playing pool; a bathroom and a half; and even a space for a kitchenette.

So what’s to become of all this square footage? Listing agent Patti Lillard says she’s heard proposals ranging from religious retreat to farm education center. And there’s some sense in that: The house feels spacious enough for a gang of people to gather and confer, and it could sleep a bunch of them in relative privacy.

We’d be remiss not to mention the more than 80 acres that accompany the house. About half are forested, and half are open. It’s odd, to our thinking, that the house secludes itself among the trees and takes no advantage of the bucolic views, but that could be changed with some selective cutting.

And the barns could be repurposed, and the fields could be planted with hardy kiwis…yep, there’s plenty to imagine and do at this place. Whether private or quasi-public, we’re betting it has an interesting future.

THE BREAKDOWN

Address: 254 Rivendell Ln., Madison

MLS#: 531253

Year built: 1986

Bedrooms: 4

Bathrooms: 4 1/2

Square footage (finished): 4,568

Acreage: 83.59

Extras: Garage, hot tub

List price: $779,000

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Interchange report card: Bridge over McIntire great, traffic lights ‘a disaster’

When the McIntire Interchange opened in February, it was the last piece in a thoroughfare puzzle that had been in play since the Albemarle Board of Supervisors first approved the Meadow Creek Parkway in 1967. The 2.3-mile road, now known as the John Warner Parkway, was envisioned as a way to smoothly stream traffic between downtown and East Rio Road.

Instead, after two years of interchange construction, some complain traffic is worse than ever. Many are avoiding lengthy waits at the interchange at the U.S. 250 Bypass by taking Park Street, which got its own VDOT-mandated signals at the bypass ramps in June and has traffic backed up as well. And City Councilor Bob Fenwick says the city’s response to those complaints “has been a problem.”

After the interchange ribbon was cut, for a brief time it was possible to zip down McIntire Road from downtown without a stop and hop onto the bypass. More common recently: traffic backed up a half mile at rush hour to the ball fields on McIntire Road.

“I was pretty frustrated by it,” says Belmont resident Sarah Otto. “You couldn’t take a left onto the bypass because the light only allows five cars through.” Add to that, a second set of lights remains tantalizingly green to those trapped behind the red.

“I started taking Park Street,” says Otto. “When the lights went in there, it was pretty frustrating. Now I take Locust.”

“It’s a debacle,” says John Hill, who lives off Park on Evergreen Avenue. Based on his anecdotal evidence, he says traffic has “gotten worse” and he’s seen it backed up farther on Park than ever before, even on Sundays.

“And the worst part is,” says Hill, “the initial intent [of the parkway] was to get traffic off the smaller streets like Park.”

Before the traffic lights were installed on Park, “the most amazing thing is when there were flashing lights,” says Hill. “People used their own judgment and there was much better traffic flow.”

Missy Creasy, assistant director for Neighborhood Development Services, says a traffic signal where people have never had to stop “is a really big change.” The interchange and Park Street lights are interconnected and speak to one another “to facilitate safe traffic flow,” she says. She also notes traffic has been heavier since school started.

On September 3, city spokesperson Miriam Dickler said that the intersection lights at both McIntire Road and Park Street were being adjusted that day. “Twelve citizens have registered e-mail complaints about Park Street,” since June, says Dickler. Comments also were made about the McIntire lights early on, but not as many as were received about Park Street, she says.

Traffic engineers are adjusting the green time of traffic lights at McIntire, says Dickler, and changing the phasing on the Park Street lights to allow more traffic up the ramps and to stack on the bridge. Engineers also will adjust traffic detection equipment there, she says.

How well did the adjustment work? That afternoon on McIntire Road, shortly after 5pm, traffic was backed up an additional two-tenths of a mile to the Albemarle County Office Building.

At 5pm, the first set of lights one encounters heading north or south on McIntire stays green for 35 seconds, and the first set at Park are green for 50 seconds, according to the city’s Jeanette Janiczek.

“This isn’t the first time they’ve been adjusted,” says Dickler. “It’s more an art than a science. Getting it to its optimal use is an ongoing process. We’ll keep monitoring and keep getting feedback. We’re trying to figure out the best way to adjust those concerns.”

City Councilor Bob Fenwick says he’s received many complaints—not just about the McIntire interchange and Park Street lights, he says, but also from the Birdwood neighborhood, which bore the brunt of construction inconvenience and lost an exit, and from the businesses at McIntire Plaza.

City responsiveness to those complaints “continues to be a problem across the city,” says Fenwick. “That’s a management problem, and it’s a customer service problem.” Fenwick touts the August 1 promotion of Mike Murphy, former director of human services, to assistant city manager. “I’m expecting big improvements,” he says.

Back in November, nine neighborhood leaders wrote City Council complaining about Neighborhood Development Services, which handles traffic engineering, as well as planning and development, and criticizing the department as “out of touch” to the needs of residents. Its longtime director Jim Tolbert departed in February to take the assistant city manager job in Sandy Springs, Georgia, and Alexander Ikefuna came from Mobile, Alabama, to take the director job August 17.

City Manager Maurice Jones says the lights have been tweaked several times in the past two months.

Says Fenwick, “People are just avoiding [the McIntire] intersection and using Park and Locust Avenue instead. They’re avoiding Harris Street and using Rose Hill Drive. All those nearby roads are taking a hit.”

Fenwick describes his use of the new interchange: “I try to avoid it during rush hour.”

With all these drivers avoiding the road that was supposed to ease traffic congestion, doesn’t that negate the purpose of the John Warner Parkway? “Absolutely,” says Fenwick.

But aside from complaints about the traffic lights, signage and 35mph speed limit on the bypass, many are happy the project is finally completed.

“I’ve been real pleased with it,” says Jackie Binder, owner of Circa on Allied Street. “The light sequencing needs to be tweaked.” But it’s easy turning off the bypass to get to her store, she says. “Overall I think it’s great. You can see Circa from the bypass.”

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Lockn’ through the lens: Rock photographer Jay Blakesberg shoots Virginia’s biggest jam fest

Back in September 1977 Jay Blakesberg caught his first Grateful Dead show in Englishtown, New Jersey. He quickly became a die-hard fan, and as a hobbyist shutterbug started bringing a camera to shows as he followed the band around the country.