When Hurricane Katrina struck Aug. 29, I wasn't anywhere near the Gulf Coast. I was at home in air conditioning watching it on television, cable news, 24/7. My friend Wayne thought this natural dis  

I love to walk by the School for Creative and Performing Arts in late spring, when the lush climbing roses scale the fence on East 14th Street to provide a heady profusion of color, beauty and scent  

According to Greek legend, it was a goatherd named Kaldi who accidentally stumbled onto the stimulating effects of eating coffee beans. After too many cups of Kaldi's Coffeehouse's house blend and s  

I spent a week in San Francisco at the end of June, bathed in temperate breezes and surrounded by beauty: alabaster palaces draped in purple bougainvillea and oleander, marinas of white sail boats p  

When the first letter appeared in my mailbox at WNKU radio, where I do a program at 6-9 Sunday evenings, I was amused. But I read it and chuckled. The writer signed himself "Pester Flatt." (If you   

Kaldi's Coffehouse and Bookstore has sold its liquor license, and even the bums are feeling the pinch. Last week, when the lights started going out by 7 p.m., guys like Ricardo, our friendly StreetV  

Downtown Cincinnati is hemorrhaging like a chicken with its head cut off. While city officials are hovering their wings protectively over Saks Fifth Avenue, they're about to possibly lose the Blue W  

I was pleasantly surprised to see that the Cincinnati Entertainment Awards has added a separate Bluegrass category to this year's nominations. Bluegrass is booming, what with everybody from Dolly Pa  

Mary Ellen Tanner and I are very different people. I'm a puppy dog when it comes to audiences. I take liberties with melodies, rhythm, only asking the band to trust me. Mary Ellen, is always, alw  

I was asleep Sept. 11 when the telephone rang and a friend said, "Turn on your television," then hung up. It was the terrorist attack on New York City, certainly a mind-boggling act of violence, and