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Southgate House Closing

From where I live, I can travel to a few cities for good music. The best, though, is when I can stay in my hometown and rock out, which I’ve been doing for quite a while now. This week I learned that the Southgate House in Newport, Kentucky, (out of state but under 5 miles away, so I’m still calling it my hometown) will be closing at the end of the year.

A year out of college I went out with some friends to see a friend of a friend’s brother’s friend’s band play. Or maybe the brother’s friend worked with the band. Either way, it was a distant relationship. We got terribly lost going to the Southgate House in that pre-Newport-on-the-Levy era, parked too far away and walked through some open lots covered in grass. I’d been to show before, but the group of friends I went out with that night was not your typical indie rock show crowd. They would have all been more comfortable seeing the Dave Matthews Band at an outdoor venue. We all made do, though, helped along by shots of tequila.

The band, a brother and sister dressed all in red, black and white, came out and did a pretty good job. The crowd was about 20 people but the music was good enough that I bought an album and the everyone was pretty entertained. A year or two later I saw an article about The White Stripes with pictures of the singer and drummer in red, black and white and about shat myself.

Stories like that are what make the Southgate House so awesome. Seeing small acts there gets you all sorts of indie cred without even trying because so many small acts that have played there have turned into big acts. And some big acts have just honored their crowds by performing at small venues, like Guided by Voices. Thanks to the wonderfully anal retentive concert filing system of Wonder Boy, I am able look back on most of the shows I’ve seen at Southgate House, in reverse chronological order:

  • 6/14/2011, Sondre Lerche
  • 10/15/2010, Guided by Voices (the Classic lineup), Scott Hutchinson (of Frightened Rabbit) solo acoustic set
  • 10/10/2010, Minature Tigers
  • 5/6/10, Frightened Rabbit, Maps and Atlases
  • 6/11/09, Bonnie Prince Billy, Bachelorette
  • 5/28/09, Camera Obscura
  • 5/21/09, Those Darlins, Dexateens, The Features
  • 11/4/07, Josh Ritter
  • 08/31/07, The Ditty Bops
  • 4/7/2007, The Long Winters
  • 4/16/07, Yo La Tengo, Times New Viking, David Kilgour
  • 4/5/06, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, The Brunettes
  • 5/17/05, Rilo Kiley, Neva Dinova
  • 9/15/2000, White Stripes
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Are you Rob Base?

Some things are just too funny. A friend posted this on Facebook and I’ve been laughing ever since.

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Seeing Green

Despite growing up in a suburb that was surrounded for most of my youth by farms, I am a city gal. I love to travel to and explore cities. I don’t mind camping and hiking but I’d much rather be exploring a farmer’s market or sampling treats from food stand. Growing up we went on a lot of camping trips and I remember myself as very much the unmotivated hiker. There was one trip where my mom walked in front of my holding a piece of candy behind her back so that I would keep following for the candy. I was about 12 when that happened.

My friend Delicious embraced his urban self long before I did and I watched him tire of cities and transition from vacation in big cities to national parks. (He lives in a tiny town now so might be transitioning back to big cities for vacations.) I didn’t understand very much why he was making the switch. I think I am starting to get it.

I still love cities. I like the fast-paced life and having access to everything within a 1-2 mile radius. I can’t imagine a long commute or not being able to walk to a place for dinner or a drink. I love that Cincinnati is doing a ton to keep things lively, busy and safe.

But, seeing a little nature is a nice thing, too. Over the course of four Thanksgivings, Wonder Boy and I took a break to go hiking in the Charleston Falls Preserve in Tipp City, Ohio. It was a really beautiful spot and a nice break from the over-eating mayhem of Thanksgiving.

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Analyzing the Orphan Story

At some point in time someone pointed out to me that kids are fascinated by orphan stories. I heard that and something just clicked inside my head. Suddenly, all of the disparate stories I had been reading shared a common thread.

  • The Shoe books by Noel Streatfield
  • The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis
  • The Anne of Green Gables series by Lucy Maud Montgomery
  • His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman (Lyra is not actually an orphan but thinks she is for enough of the story to count)
  • The Secret Garden by Frances Burnett Hodgson
  • Eight Cousins by Louisa May Alcott

If I think too far about this topic, I start to weird myself out. Why in the world would I be intrigued by this? There’s something about my interest in orphan stories that offends me. I want to be an advocate for fostering and adoption and then I get caught up in romanticized stories about orphans? But it’s undeniable. I just finished the Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay by Michael Chabon, which turned out to be pretty awesome, by the way, and one of the characters is an orphan, albeit one in his late teens and early twenties. As I was reading I found myself hooked into the orphan story in much the same way that I felt drawn to the Pevensie children in The Chronicles of Narnia.

If I ignore the idea of glorifying kids having parentless home situations, the thing that I think I identify with in orphan stories is the idea of proving yourself or starting over. It’s idealized much in the way that starting a new school, job, city of residence sounds like an appealing way to start anew. In reality it’s hard and, oftentimes, lonely. But in books, idealized is okay.

If I were a character in a book and an orphan (sorry mom and dad!), I would be able to visit new lands and battle evil in the defense of good. I would be able to keep house and be inexplicably self-sufficient. I would be poor but have pluck enough to stand up to bullies and to be proud of my meager belongings. I would be able to dance up a storm in every method of dance imaginable. In short, I would be awesome.

In addition to the awesome factor, I do think there is some aspect of orphan stories that appeals to kids simply because they don’t want to be a member of their family. At some point in time. I’m not spelling out any ill-intentions, just acknowledging that when kids get to an age when they roll their eyes at every adult they interact with, they’re probably thinking being an orphan sounds all right.

I prefer to focus on the awesome factor. It just sounds nicer.

Illustration from Noel Streatfeild’s Ballet Shoes.
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Thanks

Thank you, Wonder Boy, for listening to me when I’m struggling, making me dinner when I’m too tired to cook, taking me out on fun dates and explaining to me in great depth how bluetooth technology works.

Thank you to all of my family for lots of laughs and support.

Thank you Ohio Alleycat Resource & Spay / Neuter Clinic for letting me foster Matzah Ball and Latke. They’ve made coming home in the evening so much more fun and I can think of nothing greater than having them curl up on my chest in the morning, purring up a storm.

Thank you to my friends for lots of evenings out, tons of laughter and keeping me in touch with great music, good books and more dumb great stuff online than I could ever hope to discover on my own.

Thank you to my photography teacher for getting me feeling creative again. In the past months I’ve felt inspired in a way I hadn’t in a while.

Thank you to Biggie for unintentionally making me laugh on a regular basis by forgetting to put your tongue back in your mouth and to Addy for being a loyal shadow.

Thank you to the too many friends I have who are struggling their own battles right now for giving me an example of how to persevere and live a good, honorable life.

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