Last Saturday, I scoured the streets of Charlotte for some cultural enrichment. First Stop: A Day in Pompeii at the Discovery Place.
Kiss 95.1 had a wine tasting featuring Shannon Ridge Wines to premiere the exhibit that runs now until January 4 (so don't worry, you have a while).
We were like kids in Disney World running through Discovery Place playing with all the gadgets and gizmos off a vino buzz. We explored addiction and high fived a bear.
I think I've figured out why Uptown is so dead on Fridays - because everyone is either on a date, or on Dive Drive. a.k.a Montford Drive (the highway of fun between Woodlawn and Park Road).
Especially now that Andrew Blairs opened a few weeks ago, adding a delicacy to Dive Drive it's a fine dining restaurant, but after 10 p.m. they unveil the curtain to a massive dance floor. However, the party typically doesn't begin until after 11.
I tend to dance to the beat of my own drum, literally, but it was hard to get down to Dave Matthews Band that they were playing early in the evening. But at 11 p.m., the cups turn to plastic and the music turns to upbeat with a beat. Yet, the dance floor remained deserted; Jacinda and I were even the only ones who did the Cupid Shuffle. But I like a wide open dance floor, it prevents injuries when my dancing tourettes kicks in and my hips and hair take on a life of their own.
Avenue Q is not just full puppet nudity and puppet porn, its a life lesson brought to us by puppets. Remember when we learned everything we needed to know in life from Sesame Street? Well, Avenue Q is an R-rated Sesame Street meets Rent. R for Reality. This play was so inspirational and educational, the teacher in me feels inclined to share the lessons learned delivered in lyrics and lines. It felt a little odd taking life lessons from puppets, but hey, some of them made some good points.
Have you ever been denied entrance into a club because you dont have the right identification... as in your membership card?
No, the bars arent trying to be exclusive, and no, the bouncers arent being douche bags (well, the one at Howl at the Moon is) the Alcohol Law Enforcement (ALE) is to blame for this nightlife nuisance.
They are stricter than a high school math teacher when it comes to liquor laws, and, in turn, nightlife venues that serve up the silly serum have to be equally as strict.
Alcohol sales vs. food sales have to be 70/30 where at least 30% of the profits are derived from food sales. Otherwise its a private club. And private clubs require memberships.
Karaoke on crack: Some audience participation at the Howl at the Moon Grand Opening
I was working production on a Sony Bravia commercial being shot here in Charlotte, and some of the crew from L.A. asked me where to go to get first-rate Carolina BBQ. So I sent them to Macs Speed Shop on South Blvd.
But last night I came to realize that Macs has much more than brisket as in over 140 different kinds on beer. Not to mention bikers .lots of them, considering it was Bike Night.
What are you doing Friday? Might I interest you in a romp through Candyland and a first kiss? As in Consuellas Candyland and the unofficial Grand Opening of K.I.S.S Lounge...
For the 4th of July weekend the entire Cason clan congregated where our roots are planted - Harrisonburg, Va.... Not ringing a bell?
Where James Madison University is still not coming to you? Shenandoah Valley... Still nothing? Ok, its a small town about 2.5 hours south of D.C. Population: 40,468 (and that includes JMU students, and I think the Census may have even included cattle).
That means you could put my entire hometown in Bank of America stadium and still not fill it up. I think more people than that even go to Panthers games.
Were talking about a town that compensates for billboards by putting a sign on the side of a tractor trailer parked alongside the main road (Main Street of course). The skyscraper is a poultry plant, and as a result the town has a lingering aroma of chicken feed.
But on my visit home, I discovered the small town of Harrisonburg is now a growing metropolis... Theres even a Target and an alt-weekly newspaper now! And some cool new bars that are nightlife reporting worthy... Including a hookah bar!
That, and its really not all that different from Charlotte.
I have finally come to terms with the fact that I...am a freak of nature. I am actually kind of surprised that I havent been recruited for some traveling freak show.
Although I did get invited to get a backstage, sneak peak of the play Side Show, a musical depiction of the lives of the Hilton Sisters. No, not the Hilton sisters youd see on the cover of US Weekly, the ones youd see on the cover of Creative Loafing Siamese twins Daisy and Violet Hilton.
The Bubble Room Doesnt it sound like something out of the Willy Wonka Chocolate Factory? Well, its actually right here at HOM.
HOM is trumping the typical VIP section, and sectioning off an entire room for the VIP (as in very INVITED people). The top level of Play will now be the Bubble Room. Bubbles as in champagne bubbles; theyll be offering an assortment of champagnes and hosting special champagne testings. Now thats what I call popping bubbly.