Archives from 2007

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  • Paper Moon

    Carteaux and Leslie, a fine used book store just a few doors from the corner of Vine and Court streets, is presenting an exhibition called Rensler's Revisited: A Fresh Look at Vintage Works From a V

    By Katie Laur

  • Livin' on the Air at WNKU

    I started working at WNKU (89.7 FM) in November 1989, when popular Bluegrass DJ Ed McDonald left to pursue other opportunities. Sheila Rue, the station's general manager, asked me to host the show,

    By Katie Laur

  • Moving On

    I don't like change. I can see no virtue in it. The unavoidable changes, like growing old and dying, make me wonder why everyone isn't suspicious of words like "development" and "progress." The che

    By Katie Laur

  • Laughing With Pat Renick

    Pat Renick's path crossed mine back in 1976, when both she and I were nominated for a Post Corbett Award in separate categories. She had already won as a visual artist in 1975, and I was nominated

    By Katie Laur

  • Don Imus and the Dulcimer Players

    The Appalachian Festival has been held on the second weekend of May for more than 30 years now, and it never rolls around without my remembering the Year of the Revenge of the Dulcimer Players. It

    By Katie Laur

  • Lockdown

    The small, dingy waiting area of the Hamilton County Justice Center might well be a stage set for The Vagina Monologues. The visitors sit in a half-circle, each engaged in their own story and willi

    By Katie Laur

  • A Fox on the Run

    John Morris was a fiddler who had hair the color of a carrot. He had freckles and blue, blue eyes, and he was from Clay County, W.V. He liked to act like he was a rube, though in fact he was better

    By Katie Laur

  • Walking the Hills

    "A green Christmas makes for a fat graveyard," my Aunt Dot used to say a long time ago, waving her crooked index finger at anyone who'd listen. It was her explanation for why people sickened and di

    By Katie Laur

  • Requiem for a Bass Player

    Bob Bodley died of cancer on Christmas Day, and the lights at the Blue Wisp will be a little dimmer this weekend. He was a superb musican who passed in his prime, and he was a great gift to us. Bo

    By Katie Laur