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short course in learning the language of transition is soon to be offered in the Quad Cities, and its one to attend if youre encountering changes in your life. Present or past, all can be reviewed with careful guidance. Listening is a powerful source of learning, growing spiritually, and sustaining relationships, whether with spouses, family members, friends, or associates. Specifically, listening to anothers life stories, composed of a vast array of experiences and emotions contributing mightily to our individual selfimages and well-being. Our stories are often the means by which we convey our identities to each other, a process of self-revelation. The Reverend Canon Marlin Whitmer, a retired hospital chaplain, believes profound healing comes while listening to stories. He discovered this over 40 years of experience, listening to patients at St. Lukes Hospital after establishing The Befrienders in 1966. His program began with three people from Trinity Cathedral who were members of the Auxiliary of St. Lukes Hospital. They were to provide patients with in-hospital visits from non-medical volunteers whose sole purpose was to listen to the patients. The following
year and thereafter Befrienders were trained to continue these visits. This legacy continues today at both Genesis and Trinity hospitals and has been recognized as a contributor to improving quality of life in the Quad Cities. Chaplain Whitmer found that every story consists of themes that can be identified and explored through the use of metaphors. Metaphors can often bridge the gap between a storys facts and the accompanying feelings those facts arouse. He realized that communicating stories is a big part of our successes and failures in life, including how we physically heal or dont heal. He incorporated the development of listening skills into the Befrienders program with enormous success. By applying a trained listening process into patients health care, he observed shifts in attitudes and behaviors from patients and caregivers that contributed to more positive outcomes relative to healing. Whitmer cites a patient whose health challenges included an amputated leg just below the knee. She was not responding to therapy, nor was she receptive to her caregivers. She was profoundly unhappy. Whitmer visited with this patient, drawing
her story out by asking various questions, then letting her talk. He eventually asked her to describe how she felt. She didnt hesitate in answering. I feel rotten, she said. He knew instantly that he had found the necessary metaphor to help her heal. He shared her response with the medical and nursing staff and learned that rotten described how they were all responding to her as well. Her view of herself as rotting extended to their view of her, thereby contaminating her entire health-care experience with this underlying sense of rottenness. By carefully listening, then precisely identifying this critical metaphor in her story, Whitmer was able to inform everyone dealing with her care. The result was a collective shift in perceptions of this patient, which in turn changed their behaviors toward her. Within two weeks, this womans story had completely transformed, from feeling rotten to my stump is healing. Listening is a skill, make no mistake, one that is arguably least developed in our education system. We are a talking culture where marketing, selling, and giving directives dominates. Yet listening is the
essential skill necessary to advance our culture in a way that projects caring and compassion. Try and think of one area of your life that, without the ability to listen or be listened to, would not greatly suffer. True listening, where listening skills are more fully developed, not only contributes immeasurably to the well-being of those telling their stories, but has exponential benefits to the listener, as well. The outcome is a mutual benefit. It is precisely because listening is such a powerful discipline that it is finding a much-needed place in health care. While traditionally practiced within health-care facilities, Whitmer and Ann Hochhausen (retired lieutenant colonel in the U.S. Army Nurse Corps) believe there is an even greater need for the therapeutic value that listening provides within the community at large. It is increasingly a fact that much of todays health care is being undertaken by families and friends in the home setting. This will only increase with chronic illnesses and an aging population.
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epublican gubernatorial candidate Bruce Rauner has focused like a laser on his absolute disgust with public-employee unions such as AFSCME, the Illinois Education Association, and the Illinois Federation of Teachers. The wealthy former business executive claims the unions are the root of most of Illinois problems and has decried the corrupting influence of their campaign cash on both political parties. Illinois Republicans appear to overwhelmingly agree with Rauner. Would you be more likely or less likely to vote for a Republican candidate for governor who received hundreds of thousands of dollars in campaign contributions from publicemployee unions? 1,614 likely Republicanprimary voters were asked August 21 in a Capitol Fax/We Ask America poll. An overwhelming 80 percent said theyd be less likely to back such a candidate, while a mere 8 percent said theyd be more likely to do so. The Rauner campaign claims that rival candidate state Senator Kirk Dillard has received more than $400,000 from publicemployee unions during his long career. Dillard has defended his friendship with the unions by saying they should be worked with, but he has also pointed to his support for union-opposed pension-reform bills. Even so, that labor cash appears to be a no-go for Dillard. Rauners other two opponents, Treasurer Dan Rutherford and Senator Bill Brady, have also received significant contributions from public-employee unions, and Rauners campaign has made it clear those ties will be used against them as well. Rauner has also formed a new, well-funded political action committee to push for term limits. When asked if theyd be more or less likely to support a GOP gubernatorial candidate who supports a constitutional amendment limiting the number of terms state legislators may serve, 76 percent of Republicans said theyd be more likely, while a mere 13 percent said theyd be less likely and 12 percent said it made no difference. Brady says he supports legislative term limits, but he was first elected to the General Assembly 21 years ago. Rutherford and Dillard are both on record opposing term limits. Both Brady and Dillard voted for a bill that
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allowed illegal immigrants to apply for state drivers licenses. A whopping 83 percent of likely Republican-primary voters said that this vote would make them less likely to support those candidates. Its unlikely that Rauner would make a campaign issue out of those immigration votes, since hed have a tough time winning the fall election if he does. The Latino vote, as Ive pointed out time and time again, has gained incredible strength in this state. But Rauner has already benefited from third-party TV-ad spending (which helped drive Congressman Aaron Schock out of the race), and some of his supporters including ultra-conservative millionaire Jack Roeser are probably in a position to help make this an issue if necessary. Roeser, by the way, wasnt happy that Rauner admitted to being prochoice earlier this year. But the activist has stuck with Rauner, likely because of his outright hostility toward the teachers unions. Roeser has long despised those unions. A July 16 We Ask America poll found that Republican-primary voters arent all that uniform on the issue anyway. Just 45 percent said theyd be less likely to vote for a pro-choice gubernatorial candidate. But 32 percent said theyd be more likely to vote for such a candidate, and 23 percent said the issue made no difference, meaning that Rauners position doesnt really hurt him with more than half the primary electorate. Because a recent poll found that 83 percent of GOP-primary voters would be less likely to vote for Rauner because of his close ties to Chicago Mayor Rahm Emanuel, Dillard and Brady have amped up their criticism of that relationship. But, so far, neither Dillard nor Brady has shown he can raise the kind of money needed to run an effective negative paid media campaign. And while those other candidates struggle to raise the money necessary to get on the air, Rauner can run all the ads he needs to tout the issues that put him on the same side of the vast majority of Republican-primary voters and to connect his opponents to the opposition. Rauner seems to have a very deliberate, polltested victory strategy. Hes no lock, but he has a workable plan. Rich Miller also publishes Capitol Fax (a daily political newsletter) and CapitolFax.com.
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Winners and Favorites from the River Cities Readers 2013 Short Fiction Contest
hese are the first words of the Bible, and they were also one of 50 great beginnings that we offered our readers as opening lines for our 2013 short-
For sale: baby shoes, never worn. He examined the white leather shoes with the perfectly clean laces. These would do fine. Hank was shopping in Myrnas Antique Mall, a warehouse space charmingly converted into a mid-sized consignment shop. He liked having people over to the house, he thought as he eased through the oriental-vase aisle; it was too quiet in his place. Never had kids of his own but was always fascinated with babies the odd wrinkle under a newborns nose or how they learn their fathers voice. He considered approaching expecting mothers to ask questions, but his conversation-starters were far too awkward. Hank didnt have any family himself. At 22 his father died; the only memory he had of his mother was in the quiet hospital, holding a plush panda bear and wondering why even the cafeteria was silent. People dream of being stars. Hank dreamed only of a family, someones shoe to tie, a sandwich to make or eat, a television to fix so she wouldnt miss her favorite show. Arriving home, he unwrapped his bitty package from the plain brown wax sack. He placed the booties on the fireplace mantle between the yellowed picture of the woman in the pea coat and the WWII medal. Jenny from the church would be coming over soon and he wanted the story to be perfect. The baby girl completed his new family history and, for a moment, he felt the bright warmth of love. Christina Patramanis, Iowa City, Iowa
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In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that Ive been turning over in my mind ever since. Dont drag your feet. Perhaps Dad was worried Id wear out my new shoes prematurely. If so, at age seven, his worry was lost on me. Shoes? I preferred going barefoot. Anyhow, when Dad issued his proclamation, I had other things on my mind. I was climbing the church steps toward my grandfathers funeral. My grandpa. He ate peas by balancing them on a knife. Forever critical of the delivery rate of salt to his plate, he dubbed salt shakers Salt Savers. He wore hearing aids that might as well have been earplugs, so he read lips. In his estimation, any activity Id dream up was worthwhile. Coloring books. Doll hospital. Hairstylist. His pants pockets always held a peppermint candy that hed fish out and press neatly into my small hand. Walking with me one autumn afternoon he stopped, and gazing into the distance while holding one index finger aloft announced, Breathe fresh air deeply, at least once every day. I still do. At 94, Grandpa took his final breath. I like to imagine Dads admonition not to drag my feet referred to stepping lively through life, as Grandpa had. Or, perhaps Dad was referring to my slow-paced approach to that church door. Even my seven-year-old brain understood that when that funeral ended, Id have to deal with Grandpas death. I wasnt in any hurry to do that. I dont like to imagine my dad was concerned with shoe leather that gray day. Maureen McGreevey, LeClaire, Iowa my maneuvers and have drawn blood. Just my luck to be Type AB, their preferred flavor. My scent creates beetle frenzy. I see murder in their tiny eyes. I was sorry to learn all the Kardashians are feared dead. I wonder which pair of his 100 shoes little North was wearing when he succumbed. I feel guilty, wondering. I should be swelling with empathy, given my circumstances. And Chris Brown. Ill bet hes beating his way to safety. Why hasnt Amy arrived? Please hurry! Situation critical. Beetles crawling up sprayer hose, closing ranks. Cant shake em off! Ironic. I always feared Big Foot. Maureen McGreevey, LeClaire, Iowa aches as they were brought into it with, cement skeletons acclaimed to touch the sky, bare feet crunching leaves that had strained to grow at all, sanding down the mountains that had been drawn in the desert. The unclean, her people could be known as. But they were the purest that shed ever seen. And lo, she bore them. Let there be, He said as He witnessed her creation, and then He liked the sound of it, so He wrote it down. But it was she who watched as they ran out of money, and killed off the rainforests, and raised men into gods. She was there, as they became lonely, walked away, fell disappointed, and saw their bones ache when they thought that they didnt have their creator near them. Their Father abandoned them, but she never could. She stole the prayers He received but wouldnt answer, and held them to her mouth, inhaling their words as blood came from her lips, unable to respond in the voice they wanted to hear, but her body gnawing to protect them. A mother could never abandon her children. She wrote it down. Susan Dircks, Davenport Id never given much thought to how I would die though Id had reason enough in the last few months but even if I had, I would
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It was one of those midsummer Sundays when everyone sits around saying, I drank too much last night. I couldnt believe Id put away seven cans of Diet-Rite, and Macy was not far behind: a plastic two-liter of Tab, what a gal, and one left open in the morning. She agreed that pouring it over ice and waiting about 15 seconds is the key to cant stop. We finished the leftover Tab with choco-crisps, and headed off to Sunday School, all gussied up in our party dresses. Church was all velveteen cushions Febreze and floor-wax smelling. Our Sunday School teacher, Mrs. Maddox, was just as gussied up as we were, her girdle turning those mighty buns into hardboard. Mrs. Maddox had assured us years before that if we were perfect, we would find the perfect men to run our lives, men who did not drink, or smoke, or swim on Sundays, who avoided pinball machines and jazzy music. The focus today was on the perfection of Christ the Redeemer, who made wine from water, and how he died for the sins of people not smart enough to avoid drinking liquor. After Sunday School, we went to church. All I could think about for most of the service was being baptized in sweet bubbling fountains of carbonated cola. We stopped at the store on the way back and picked up a couple six-packs of RC. I got a banana moon pie, and Macy got chocolate. Dave Hill, Columbia, South Carolina not have imagined it like this. It was the night of the biggest party of the year, the Mifflin Street Block Party. To call it a block party was to call a tiger a kitten. In its calmest year, the party had 225 arrests and 317 citations. I had, what I had thought at the time, this great idea. Earlier that day, my grandpa, an avid gun collector, had called me from a farm auction somewhere in the middle of Wisconsin. Franklin? he asked when I picked up the phone. Yes, grandpa, I smiled. He only called me
Shoe Leather
I write this sitting in the kitchen sink. Texting you, obviously. Situation desperate, Amy. Don your Beetle-Safe Armor and come armed with my garden hose, ASAP. Snake hose thru the back door. Imperative you hurry. When I spied the first ranks of flesh-eating beetles scuttling under my front door, I had no time to retreat to the bathtub. Except for being more comfortable, a water-filled tub probably would be as ineffective a sanctuary as this water-filled sink. I should have heeded Amys advice and bought a Safe Suit for myself. Why do I always wait for a sale? Enquirer and Inside Edition, those bastions of journalistic integrity, reported accurately. These beetles are fast on their feet, efficient with their jaws, and frightened of water. Squirting the little devils with the sink sprayer deters them. Even so, a number have evaded
Beetle Mania
In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. However, we all have a mother. It was she who reached into the heavens and took a handful of stars and dust, and breathed her own breath into it, creating legs and teeth from his galaxies. Filthy, her people were, from the second they were born, cleaved from blood and dirt and fidelity. They brought His world as many
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None of them knew the color of the sky. I tried to describe it many times after I got back. Words have always failed, but Ill try again, for you. The whole thing started on an August day when I was 15. I was sunbathing, alone, on a warm rock by Surprise Pond when a man dressed in motley appeared in the sky above me. He was dangling from a red, three-tiered kite. As I rubbed my eyes, he circled and then landed on my rock. (Silver bells tied to kerchiefs at his waist jingled.) He had to be attentive to the kite but he looked away from it long enough to meet my eyes. I crave your pardon, he said, but I have a pressing need to which I must attend. Would you hold my lines a moment? He held the jumping handles in my direction. His blue eyes were pleading. I stood up from my damp towel, terrified, but too Midwestern to say no. Like a fool, I took those handles. Up I went. In a breath, the pond became a pocket mirror beneath my dangling white feet. And the sky changed. It went from Wedgwood blue to witch-skin green. A huge bank of bruised-colored clouds appeared above me. As I watched, one of the dark curves on its face bloomed into a black circle. The circle then lengthened into a tunnel of swirling purple black clouds, lit down its incredible length by lightning flashes. Of course, I was drawn to its center. Kim Velk, Stowe, Vermont when he was up to something. Ive got a surprise for you. Ill bring it over later tonight, he said and quickly hung up the phone. He couldnt come close to going over on his minutes. He paid for those minutes. Later that night, there it was. A Civil War era cannon. Wow, I gasped. Where in the hell did you get that? Oh, at a gun auction. They said it was used by the 1st Wisconsin Heavy Artillery Regiment. You want to see if it works? Could be a hell of a bang out at that there party going on. We wheeled it outside and proceeded to pack it with gunpowder and tried to light it. No luck. I grabbed a two-by-four to try and pack the powder in better. Grandpa heard an explosion. Andrew Evans, Rock Island Katy was ready. She roared out of the hydrangeas brandishing her Louisville Slugger. Her swing was gleeful and true, its impact unforgettable. The little head sailed into the hedge. The body collapsed, twitching. Two more were as quickly dispatched. Katy danced a victory dance while I skinned and dressed them. And you know, they really do taste like chicken. Mary Cartter, Davenport
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In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Or perhaps more wed never actually seen more than one at a time, but they ate their way through our garden like a whole what? A herd? Whatever. The little scumbags had wiped out the lettuce and yellow squash, and taken one bite out of each unripe tomato. We hadnt eaten a single one of our own eggplants, but they wouldnt touch the chard or the Serrano peppers. Go figure. This was war. We set live traps. They ate the bait without tripping them. We tried poison. No luck. Well, some we did kill the neighbors dachshund. We found the hole, in among the hostas, and set snares. The bastards braided them, draped them neatly over the doorknob. Then Katy hit on the idea of gas warfare. Early on a Sunday morning we made our move. I crept up on the hole, Bic lighter ready. I lit the Gopher Smoker and lobbed it down the hole. We heard a hiss, then little racking coughs. The, in a sulfurous cloud, out burst our choking nemesis, stumbling on hairy feet.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Im talking about last Saturday night, when Aaron Finch said hed show me how to play the beginning of Stairway on his guitar, so we sat in the bed of his truck and then all of a sudden he kissed me and started putting his hand up my shirt. It was the best summer ever because Lyndsey and I finally got our licenses, and could sometimes get Ardin Baker at the Amaco to let us buy beer on Lyndseys aunts ID, and then wed drive out to the old P&K Kampground, drink, and goof around with whoever else was out there, and one night Aaron Finch showed up. But this was also when Mom and Dad started arguing over my brothers treatment. Dad had slammed the door and disappeared, probably on one of his 12-hour motorcycle rides, and I could still hear Mom sobbing in the bathroom when I left. Aaron was kissing me and all of a sudden I started crying and I dont even really remember how he reacted because Id drunk a ton of that gross sweet wine that somebody had brought from their grandpas farm, and the sky was kind of spinning, and now I have to start senior year not knowing what he thinks of me or if he thinks of me at all or what, when I see him, I will say. Alison McGaughey, Bettendorf
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ts a commonly held belief, mostly because its generally true, that no worthwhile movies open on either the last weekend of August or Labor Day weekend. So I hope I wasnt alone, among reviewers, in feeling trepidation about my most recent cineplex duties, given that this year, in a calendar rarity, those weekends were one and the same. (Would the films be twice as bad as usual? Would there be twice as many bad films to contend with?) But Im pleased, and somewhat shocked, to report that my latest movie-going experiences werent relentlessly grim. They were just relentlessly weird, especially considering I had the best time at the weekends worst picture, and the lineups most professionally rendered offering made me fall dead asleep. My big-screen sedative was director John Crowleys Closed Circuit, which casts Eric Bana and Rebecca Hall as sparring lawyers (and surprise! former lovers) who mutually defend a Turkish immigrant accused of terrorism, and uncover a conspiracy reaching the highest levels of London surveillance. It is, in short, a British thriller, and about as stereotypical a British thriller as you could imagine, complete with endless gray skies, clipped and hushed conversations in dimly lit rooms, and Jim Broadbents attorney general revealing his deviousness while smiling and dining on jam on bread. Its also a total snooze-fest. The portrayals, particularly by Hall and Riz Ahmed, are impressive, and the film opens with expertly edited hiddencamera footage leading to a scary explosion. But the rest is so understated and, even at 90 minutes, so lethargically paced that its practically anesthetizing, which I discover after I wake from a completely unplanned-for nap. Id ask anyone who stayed fully conscious
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during catching one the movie title nine to let me days into know what its national happened release. In with Julia outline, Stiles, whose The Mortal journalist Instruments: showed up City of Bones, mid-film based on the and never first entry in returned Cassandra Selena Gomez and Ethan Hawke in Getaway after my brief Clares attack of narcolepsy, but that would imply that YA-lit series, is almost a parody of its Harry I care. Potter/Twilight forebears an action- and I wanted to care about the subtitled romance-heavy supernatural adventure Instructions Not Included, director/star boasting witches, werewolves, vampires, Eugenio Derbezs sentimental comedy about a demons, a de facto Dumbledore, and an Mexican lothario who becomes an upstanding androgynous figure named the high warlock single dad, because foreign-language titles of Brooklyn. Against all expectation, though, in our area are about as rare as good movies the movie holds my interest. Director Harald released over Labor Day weekend. Well, I Zwarts outing may be exhaustingly (if guess one out of two aint bad. In fairness, understandably) overloaded with exposition there are some mild laughs, plus a wonderfully and dewy, Tiger Beat-pin-up posturing, but touching bilingual performance by the its spirited and oftentimes funny, lead Lily young cutie Loreto Peralta. Yet the film, Collins offers a lovely, naturalistic turn, and with its violin-heavy score forever shoving Jared Harris, C.C.H. Pounder, and Jonathan its poignancy down our throats, has been Rhys-Meyers lend welcome camp appeal. And for its chief demographic of teenage so manipulatively, shamelessly devised and tween-age girls though many of them as a sitcom telenova one that becomes will no doubt disagree Id pray that City actively offensive with the reveal of a leading of Bones would prove more satisfying than characters fatal (and conveniently unnamed) One Direction: This Is Us, director Morgan disease that I wound up growing quite hostile toward it. As for Derbez, hes charming Spurlocks concert-doc love letter to the wildly popular British/Irish boy band. Depending enough, but his moon-faced mugging and on your age, youll either be embarrassed or telegraphed sensitivity also suggest the relieved to learn that I knew literally nothing emergence of a Mexican Roberto Benigni. about the group prior to seeing the film. Youve been warned. The weekends screenings werent, however, Having seen it, I still dont; the behind-thescenes footage in between the vacuously peppy wholly disappointing, primarily due to my
songs is so sycophantic and squeaky-clean, and reads as so false, that it makes Justin Bieber: Never Say Never look like freakin Woodstock. Still, theres no point in working up any outrage over this cinematic thankyou card so clearly Not Meant for Me. The fans love their boys. The boys love their fans. May they all be happy together. Connoisseurs of crap movies, meanwhile, should be less happy than positively ecstatic at the release of director Courtney Solomons Getaway, because seriously, this one should go in a time capsule alongside Showgirls and Starship Troopers; I recently explained the plot to a friend, and couldnt even get through my synopsis without crying with laughter. In the movie, an unseen psychopath kidnaps Ethan Hawkes wife, calls the stupefied hubby, and forces him to drive really fast in Bulgaria and as actually stated in the script Smash everything you can! And between Hawkes unintentionally hilarious Bale-as-Batman voice, the hysterically senseless narrative, and a pissy, petulant Selena Gomez showing up as an apple-cheeked carjacker with encyclopedic computer knowledge, I think I had more fun at this wretched endeavor than Ive had at 80 percent of the years other releases. Still, you shouldnt bother rewarding its idiocy with your cineplex allowance. Save that for the inevitable RiffTrax version. For reviews of Blue Jasmine, The Worlds End, Youre Next, and other current releases, visit RiverCitiesReader.com. Follow Mike on Twitter at Twitter.com/ MikeSchulzNow.
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River Cities Reader Vol. 20 No. 838 September 5 - 18, 2013 by Jeff Ignatius jeff@rcreader.com
A Tantalizing Taste
True Grits:
he defining characteristic of the selftitled EP from the Quad Cities band the Effie Afton is a pillowy softness from the singing to the playing to the layer of gauze over the whole affair. Its four songs over 17 minutes are on the somnambulant side, even on the up-tempo Great Divide and the standout closing track, Say Goodbye. But in a sly trick, this vibe masks a striking evolution over the course of the EP. The sleepy tone feels purposeful and has the effect of being brave a way to strip the clothes off these indie-rock songs and make them sit there naked and exposed. Thats particularly true given the EP format, with no cover for any shortcomings. The band for the EP, singer/bassist/ organist/guitarist Tim Smith, lead guitarist Benjamin Larson, and drummer Matt Toomey looks good in that context. (Theyre presently operating as a quartet, with bassist Derick Kapteina.) The burden of each song is spread evenly among its elements. The insistent organ of opening track This Gentle Breeze is a secondary feature of the mix, but its fully responsible for the melancholy dreaminess. The lead guitar of The Sound serves a similar function, and in both songs, Smiths voice is lulling. Something darker is going on in Great Divide, with its lyrics obscured by the gentle aura: Because I am just a monster / And you are so nave. / You are just a piece of meat to me / To be tasted only once ... . The song seems to be about different expectations for a hook-up, and it plays both sides with the music bursting with hope and the words dripping with calculated cynicism. The song hints at an increasing emotional complexity, and Say Goodbye does the same with the music. It retains the EPs overriding translucence, but two styles of guitar aggressively distorted fuzz back with the drums, behind a jazzy lead simultaneously create and release tension. Its a brilliantly simple juxtaposition that tantalizingly closes the recording making me eager for a full-length. The Effie Afton will perform on Friday, September 6, at RIBCO (1815 Second Avenue, Rock Island). The show is a video-release party for the Last Glimpses Empty Rooms and also features Jaiguru. The event starts at 9 p.m., and cover is $5. For more information on the Effie Afton, visit TheEffieAfton.com.
Thursday, September 26th at 6:00 pm. Introducing: Shrimp & Grits also known as Polenta with Sauted Shrimp Fra Diavolo Well feature appetizers, cocktails, and desserts to give guests a feel for the possibilities of what could go with this exciting new entre. $30.00 per person. Call 309-762-8336 to reserve. Reservations are limited to 50 people.
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Out-of-Office Replies
MUSIC
here are people who work in an office and dream of stardom. And then theres Creed Bratton, who actually achieved stardom, and then went on to work in an office. Of course, given that he wound up in the office of the Scranton, Pennsylvaniabased paper-supply company Dunder Mifflin, this could hardly be considered a career demotion. For nine seasons on the Emmywinning sitcom The Office, Creed Bratton played ... well ... Creed Bratton, a fictionalized version of the man portraying him, and easily one of the most eccentric and reliably funny second bananas ever to grace the small screen. The Dunder Mifflin quality-assurance director from whom quality could never be assured, TV Creed could always be counted on to do or say something wholly unexpected and usually inappropriate, and if you asked 100 Office fans for their favorite line of Creed dialogue, chances are youd get close to 100 different responses. (My personal pick: The only difference between me and a homeless man is this job. I will do whatever it takes to survive. Like I did when I was a homeless man.) But as area audiences will discover with Brattons September 19 solo event at Davenports Adler Theatre, theres a lot more to Bratton than his characters comically faulty memory, his fondness for peach cobbler and mung beans, and his questionable gift for faking his own death. Im not trying to equate myself with him or anything, says Bratton during a recent phone interview, but if Mark Twain was just kind of kibitzing and telling stories, and he was a rock star, thats kind of what my show is. Those familiar with the 1960s music scene know that he isnt kidding about that rock-star mention. A founding member of the folk group The Young Americans, Bratton, like his sitcom alter ego, was also a musician for the rock outfit The Grass Roots, which had iconic top-10 smashes with 1967s Lets Live for Today and 1968s Midnight Confessions, with Bratton himself composing or co-writing additional hits including Dinner for Eight, House of Stone, and No Exit. (Bratton left the group in 1969.) And in recent years, thanks to his television stardom, the singer/musician has again found himself a concert headliner, performing original compositions from his self-titled 2008 album and 2010s Bounce Back, and currently touring in support of
his digital and vinyl release Tell Me About It, described on Brattons Web site as a threeact audio-biography that tells his story through music. The three acts, says Bratton, start when I didnt have a pot to piss in, and then all the stuff that happened with The Grass Roots. You hear about a young kid thinking hes on top of the world. Then theres the second act a fallow period of about 30 years where I couldnt get arrested. And then theres the re-birth with The Office and the jump-start of my career again. Its a storytelling kind of thing, he says of Tell Me About It and its accompanying tour. My career has been up and down and up again. And most people seem to find the storytelling amusing. That seems completely understandable given the breadth of Brattons professional experiences over nearly half a century, as even his self-described fallow period found him appearing in such films and TV series as Mask, Heart Like a Wheel, Quincy M.E., and Eight Is Enough, and undertaking nearly every behind-the-scenes duty Hollywood had to offer. I was doing all kinds of jobs related to the film industry, says Bratton. I was a grip, I was a utility-cable second boom, I worked in the art department for a while, I did props, I worked for catering ... . I was around there doing this kind of stuff for years, you know. Just taking [acting] classes and watching actors and going, Oh, I should be doing this ... . It was while performing a small role for the Fox sitcom The Bernie Mac Show that
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Diana: A Celebration
Putnam Museum Saturday, September 14, through Sunday, January 5
ost everyone who was culturally aware in the summer of 1997 likely remembers where they were when they learned about the car crash that took the life of Diana, Princess of Wales. (I was in downtown Rock Island, meeting up with friends after work.) Most everyone who was culturally aware in the summer of 1981 likely remembers where they were when Lady Diana Spencer in perhaps the 20th Centurys most lavish wedding ceremony became Diana, Princess of Wales. (I was in Crystal Lake, Illinois, being awoken by the sound of my mother
em all right? Swonderful! From swhere did you swind up swith such swisdom?
inger/songwriter/ instrumentalist Gretchen Peters, in describing the origins of her professional success, is quoted as saying, Until I found the guitar, I was interested in anything expressive. By then words were a friend, but music was a tall dark stranger that Ive been in love with, or maybe stalking, ever since. See? I told my lawyer there was no difference between love and stalking! But did he listen? No-oo-o ... ! During Peters September 6 concert at Davenports Redstone Room, however, patrons certainly will be listening, especially when you consider raves such as the one her tunes received from the Associated Press: This is not jukebox music the stuff that exists to fill in the pauses in conversation. This is the conversation. Born in New York and raised in Colorado, the 55-year-old country/ folk musician moved to Nashville in the late 1980s and quickly found work as a songwriter, eventually composing numbers for such famed names as Martina McBride, George Strait, Etta James,
and Trisha Yearwood. Grammynominated for McBrides 1995 smash Independence Day a track that also earned its composer Song of the Year recognition by the Country Music Association Peters then went on to launch her career as a solo artist. She released her CD debut The Secret of Life in 1996, and followed it with eight additional, enormously wellreceived albums boasting gorgeous, thoughtful music and lyrics, and a signature voice that, as Time magazine raved, has the seductive hint of late nights and cigarettes. The most recent of those albums 2012s Hello Cruel World has found Peters enjoying her greatest acclaim to date, with NPR pronouncing it the album of her career, and Maverick magazine labeling it the most important record to emerge in 2012. Q magazine, meanwhile, called the work an affecting, beautifully measured, very grown-up affair. Which is just how I described that relationship to my lawyer. But did he lis ? Never mind. For information on, and tickets to, Gretchen Peters Friday-night Redstone Room concert, call (563)326-1333 or visit RiverMusicExperience.org.
Theatre
t looks like anything goes, night and day, at the District Theatre, where theyll soon slap that bass and begin the beguine with friendship and a funny face and ... . Well, Ive already spoiled six song titles in the Rock Island venues forthcoming musical revue, so lets call the whole thing off.
Okay. Make that seven song titles. In the District Theatres Lets Face the Music, running September 6 through 15, some of the greatest pop and show-tune classics in the American songbook will come to life via director Lora Adams and four of the most seminal names in musical history: Cole Porter, Irving Berlin, and George & Ira Gershwin. And with a cast that features the talents of Wendy Czekalski, Erin
Lounsbe Olson, B Dancing perform Cities native Victoria those experiencing the
watching the televised spectacle in the middle of the night. Thats right, I was a teenager in the summer o 1981. Dont rub it in.) And between those bookending events were 16 years of public fascination with one of the most intriguing, beloved, and photographed women in history the peoples princess being memorialized in the touring exhibition Diana: A Celebration. On display at the Putnam Museum September 14 throu January 5, this award-winning exhibit is arriving on loan from Englands Althorp Estate, and its Davenpo engagement marks one of the tours final three globa stops before Dianas priceless possessions are return to her family in the summer of 2014. Diana: A Celebration will chronicle the life and work of its endlessly studied subject through more than 150 objects, heirlooms, personal mementos, an more, including the princess famed, much-envied wedding dress. (Yes, the entire wedding dress. As Putnam President/CEO Kim Findlay reveals in the
leave our own agendas out of it, which is extremely difficult to do. That is why listening is a discipline. The course What the Alphabet Has to Teach Us: Learning the Language of Transition will begin on Sunday, September 15, and continue each Sunday through November 10. (Participants are encouraged to attend a minimum of six sessions.) It will be held from 2 to 4 p.m. in the Deanery on the Trinity Cathedral grounds, located at 121 West 12th Street in Davenport. There is no cost to attend, but donations are both welcome and appreciated. To register, call (563)323-9989. The course will be offered again starting in January.
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combined genius for the first time will get to do so in brand-new, sure-to-beexceptional ways. But for those of you who dont hear the name Gershwin and immediately, incorrectly respond with ing Berlin Gesundheit, how familiar orge & Ira Gershwin are you with the song le Porter authors output? Mr. Berlin wrote the title tune to Lets erry, Sheri Brown Face the Music, but see if Bryan Tank, and you can correctly match six of the shows with the Stars other songs to the left with their creators. mer and Quad For more information and tickets to Rose Viren, Lets Face the Music, call (309)235-1654 composers or visit DistrictTheatre.com.
ah, Blah, Blah ow, Gabriel, Blow heek to Cheek nt It a Lovely Day? y Heart Belongs to Daddy Wonderful
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s Pat Benatar famously expressed, Love is a battlefield. But what youll discover at Davenports First Presbyterian Church on September 14 is that, in actuality, love is the battlefield. By which I mean the capitalized Battlefield ... by which I mean the Battlefield Band ... by which I mean the first set of extraordinary musicians in Quad City Arts 2013-14 Visiting Artist Series ... whom youll no doubt love. (Man, the lengths Ill go to sneak in a Pat exhibits press release, museum visitors can literally stand beside her gown with its 25-foot train.) Among Benatar reference, huh?) Formed in Scotland in 1969, the other items featured are 28 designer suits and evening Battlefield Band began as a group gowns worn by Diana in public; two diamond tiaras of four musician friends hoping and additional bejeweled accessories; the original to secure employment as local text from Earl Spencers tribute during his sisters entertainers playing traditional Westminster Abbey funeral; family paintings; and Scottish tunes. Forty-four years later, condolence books left in tribute to the princess and and with an entirely new roster of her enduring legacy. talents involved, the group could be All this, plus rare home movies, photographs, and considered the exact opposites of occasionally astonishing biographical information local entertainers. The Battlefield for both longtime admirers and those too young Band has thus far released more to remember the princess worldwide appeal, such than 30 albums and made its joyous as Diana lending her name and support to 118 and raucous Celtic stylings known charities over a 20-year span. Which finally gives me throughout the world, touring its something in common with the former royal ... give blend of classic and original tunes or take a hundred-plus charities ... . in such locales as Germany, Hong For more information on the Putnam Museums Diana: A Celebration exhibition, call (563)324-1933 or Kong, Australia, New Zealand, Syria, Sri Lanka, Egypt, and China. visit Putnam.org.
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PHOTOGRAPHY
(Editors note: The River Cities Reader each month will feature an image or images from the Quad Cities Photography Club. ) uad Cities Photography Club members took part in a Quad City Air Show photo contest in June. Stan Boussons image in the In Flight category was awarded first place. He used a Canon 1D Mark IV with a
Canon 100-400-millimeter lens. He shot it at f/9 with +1.3 and 400 ISO. It was straight from the camera except for a little sharpening. He used the 1/200-of-a-second shutter speed so that he would have some blur in the prop. The smoke with the fiery glow adds a dramatic background to this image.
The Quad Cities Photography Club welcomes visitors and new members. The club sponsors numerous activities encompassing many types and aspects of photography. It holds digital and print competitions most months. At its meetings, members discuss the images, help each other to improve, and socialize. The club also holds special learning workshops and small groups that meet on specific
photography topics, and occasionally offers interesting shooting opportunities. The club meets at 6:30 p.m. the first Thursday of the month September through June at the Butterworth Center, 1105 Eighth Street in Moline. For more information on the club, visit QCPhotoClub.com.
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Archibald J. Motley Jr., U.S., 1891-1981, Jazz Singers, 1934, oil on canvas. Courtesy of the Fine Arts Program, Public Buildings Service, U.S. Government Services Administration. Commissioned through the New Deal art projects.
Mike Super
MAGICIAN & ILLUSIONIST
The winner of NBCs hit show Phenomenon
8 p.m. Saturday, September 14 Centennial Hall
Mike Supers amazing and entertaining show combines jaw-dropping magic and illusion with the hilarity of a headline comedian, mixing it with digital music and special effects in a spectacular performance. Tickets $10 general public To order tickets, go to www.augustana.edu/tickets or call (309) 794-7306. COMING SOON
The Second City National Touring Company comedy and improv troupe Sept. 28 Clayton Anderson country music artist Oct. 19
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Once upon a time, there was a woman who discovered she had turned into the wrong person. She realized this truth unexpectedly as she pulled up her stockings and glanced in the mirror. Suddenly she recalled how he used to tell her she was beautiful, how he had been enthralled with her, until the day he wasnt. The smell of that autumn afternoon, when he had said he was leaving, came tumbling back. A touch of burning leaves in the distance. One last mowing of the season. The whisper of his cologne in the breeze. She had blinked when hed said it. Pushed it away. Smiled. Her response had been unstructured. A free fall into nothing. She had imagined all of the things she should have said. The the hurried words had come, laid bare in the late afternoon sun, a place where they couldnt be taken back. Go ... . I dont love you anymore ... . Abruptly, she pushed the memory away and blinked back hot tears. This wasnt where she had envisioned herself all those years ago. Smoothing her skirt, she smiled, looked at her watch, and walked out the door. Chandra McDonald, Davenport In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth. In the end, God destroyed the heaven and the earth. In the middle, God sat in heaven and watched the earth. The earth was all there was. The universe was an illusion to make the population of the earth feel small and insignificant. God did not have the time or patience to create something so infinite. It was only when the people wanted to leave the earth that God had to scramble to make the solar system. They wont bother leaving the immediate vicinity, He thought to Himself, Besides, once they figure out that none of these planets are as hospitable as their own, theyll give up and go home. But the people persisted, sending their little robots to planets farther away, peering into telescopes, trying to contact life on other planets, even though there obviously wasnt any. God was fed up. If they cant appreciate what I give them, then they dont deserve to keep it. In the end, God destroyed the heaven and the earth. Tori Nelson, East Moline
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The Fall
Second Prize
Genesis?
In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth. Almost at once, She began to have second thoughts. She could see where it would all lead, of course. She was already missing the dinosaurs, particularly parasaurolophus, and the earth was still without form, and void. She sighed an incorporeal sigh. This was the downside of a million centuries being as but a second. Nothing lasted long enough. The evening and the morning were not yet the first day, and already the grisly specter of Adam Sandler tainted the edges of Her omniscience. She wished there were another way, but that was the problem with evolution. It was all or nothing. If only it would all just stop at some idyllic point not end, just reach some nice epoch and sort of stabilize there. Like Africa before the bloody primates, or even North America before human interference pissed in the porridge of perfection. Now that She considered it, alliteration wasnt her hottest idea, either. Intelligence was the real problem, She knew that well enough. All this In Her own image bojive. The big marine mammals would work out nicely on that front, and the idiot primates would find ways to eat them, for pitys sake! And really, that would be Her fault as well. Shed flood them out and the blighters would learn to make boats. The fire next time couldnt come soon enough for her. And after that, ahh! Then the cockroaches would make it all worthwhile. At last, a civilization! Mary Cartter, Davenport in-law. He paused, waiting for the laughter. Which did not come. In fact, there hadnt been any since he started his set. He usually performed at clubs, not sci-fi conventions, but a jobs a job, and they were becoming as rare as tonights laughter. Whats wrong with these assholes? he wondered. They sat there, silent, in their goofy costumes. Damn nerds, he thought. Did they have any idea how hard it was to write a funny joke? Let alone funny sci-fi crap? What the hells so funny about space ships? Ill tell you whats funny, he continued to himself, a bunch of jerks walking around pretending to be aliens. And hed seen over a dozen Captain Kirk wannabes since lunch. The blinking red light in the back caught his eye, signaling the end of his set. Thank God. Youve been a great audience, he lied as he waved, fighting the urge to give them the onefinger salute. He walked over to the end of the stage and started down the makeshift stairs. As he turned to wave one more time, his slipped and fell backwards, his head slamming down on the edge of the stage, snapping his neck. And then, as his final curtain descended, he heard it: laughter. Mel Piff, Moline that forever marked societys decay. Any possible piece of paper was used for making future calendars. When the paper was gone, he moved on to writing on the walls. Occasionally he would have to paint over a spot; curse Caesar as he waited for it to dry. Panic set in when he woke up with a pounding headache; result of a rye whiskey binge that caused the output on the walls to appear erratic, and a long slumber in which his last remaining clock had died. The uncertainty of time would gnaw at him. He paced the room with a slight fascination that someone out there could help and he would either survive or his screams would fall in with the rest. His heart raced as he gathered up supplies. With no second thoughts, he opened the door and slipped into the grey. Jason Cross, Bettendorf In the beginning god created the heaven and the earth. He meant to create a sandwich but he sneezed and it messed up his concentration. He really wanted the kind of sandwich you would find in a New York deli. Pastrami and cheese stacked so high it would beg the question: Could god create a sandwich so big even he couldnt eat it? God was having a bad day. A really bad day. In fact it was such a bad day that he was going to do the unthinkable sleep in late but who could blame him? It was one of those late summer days where the days were nice and warm and the nights and mornings had a dry chill. Snuggled up in his bed he felt so comfortable, so right with the universe. He would dream of creating the most amazing lands. Utopias where the creatures that inhabited them were civil, peaceful in fact, to others. Lands where people didnt argue about him.
Genesis
It was a pleasure to burn. The curling iron called to me. My body yearned for the pain, the pleasure. Eventually I was giving myself at least one burn a day, up to six, depending on how bad school had been that day. The iron was my friend. It took my loneliness and my despair. I knew I shouldnt be doing it. I knew I needed to tell someone, but I didnt. I knew they would judge me. I couldnt bear to let them see me fail, to not be the perfect kid for once. Since I was little, I had always been the kid in class who shushed people, who sat right up front, who got good grades, the teachers pet. How could I ruin that? So I covered my burns with makeup, or put them on my belly or thighs, where no one could see them. Except me. I knew they were there. Some days, they felt like battle scars. Other times, they felt like disappointment. Finally, someone found out. My mom went to put away my curling iron, as I hadnt actually curled my hair in months. When she saw that I got it out again, but my hair was up, she questioned me. I couldnt answer her. How could I tell her that her daughter is a failure? She took it and threw it away. I am free, but my body aches for the heat. Heather Van Itallie, Davenport But unfortunately, that didnt happen but he couldnt really help it. His allergies were really acting up. Not to mention, the night before, he got into an argument with one of his friends about the concept of nothing and was unable to give a good example. Wiping his nose, god took a look at what he had created. And with his infinite knowledge, he saw what would happen so he crawled back into bed. Sad, hungry, and alone. Andrew Evans, Rock Island I am an invisible man. Im married to an amazing invisible woman and we have two beautiful invisible children. Perhaps its my age, but lately, Ive found myself assessing my life more. As I sit here at the kitchen table watching my family go about their morning rituals, Im thinking that living in our invisible world has some distinct advantages. We have never had a You are not wearing that to school argument with our children, having a bad hair day doesnt ruin my wifes mood, and Ive never once had the embarrassment of forgetting to zip up after visiting the restroom. On the other hand, there are plenty of challenges. Getting a waiters attention is nearly impossible. However, things have vastly improved for
Honorable Mention
Time
The drought had lasted now for 10 million years, and the reign of the terrible lizards had long since ended. He put the book aside, and looked at the audience. Dont believe that Clarke guy because he never met my mother-
None of them knew the color of the sky. They had heard rumors of it once being blue. Before the greed of the few led to one final disagreement, and a gift of perennial winter. He had been prepared for this; perhaps even wanted this. The storage of canned foods and water, with a mastery of fire in a remote setting, had given him a sense of calm. Days filled with repetition. The constant check of supplies. Eating the same foods. The devotion towards time to bide his time. A den once filled with numerous clocks, now down to two. One that worked and one
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Fourth Prize
None of them knew the color of the sky. Of course, she couldnt blame them. They were young. They hadnt really lived, had they? Then again, they were in the class to write, to describe what they saw around them. She wanted to teach them to see the world. Was it possible to do that? She wasnt sure, but what she did know was that the color of this particular evening sky might be beyond words. Driving along the ocean on a winding highway, she was on her way to board a ship that would take her on a voyage she couldnt quite imagine. She had planned and packed. Her young son sat next to her and thousands of miles away, her family carried on with their lives. As the sun sank in the sky, she pulled the car to the side of the road. A soft breeze touched her face and she thought to herself that the beauty of that place, that very spot, might be enough for her. She could stay there and make a life and never need anything but the color of the sky and the water. It would be enough. So many years later, as those fresh, young faces watched her, did she know the color of the sky? It was longing and loss and the promise of a different life. It was goodbye and I love you and dont go. It was heartbreak and homesickness and freedom. It was a thousand shades of blue. Jean Zaputil, Davenport the invisible community. With the explosion of technology, we now have a way to communicate. A person no longer needs to be seen to have a voice. You can speak your mind and never have to show your face. It truly is glorious! Some people in the non-invisible community (visibles) actually prefer to be part of the invisible world. Theyve discovered that they can talk, play games, share their deepest insights, and even become intimate with others without ever having to actually see them. Visibles are able to experience all the advantages of being invisible, but they never know exactly what its like. Just once, Id like someone to say to my son who now sits next to me eating his toast, He looks just like you. Carol Foster, Davenport
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Epic Hero
Mamas Madness
The past is a foreign country: They do things differently there. I revisit memories like scrolling through vacation slides; once miniscule details pronounce themselves over time. Novel cultures flourish in old photographs. I recognize myself as a tourist, attempting to decipher a language I wasnt prepared to understand. Warning signs flash as bright as a Kodak, leaving me blinded with a rehearsed smile on my face while reality mocks me with bunny ears. (I know what to look for after reading the pamphlet, a souvenir.) The out-of-focus stranger in the background stands up and straightens her skirt. Equipped with the Rosetta Stone that is wisdom, her muted noises are now distinguishable words: I am a symptom. As the doctor delivers her diagnosis, our itinerary, I realize we took the wrong exit somewhere along the way. Ashley Allen, Davenport
Call me Ishmael. I was in the restroom at Walmart, washing my hands, luxuriating in warm water. It was my day off. I was not required to demonstrate acumen or diligence or people skills. In this Mecca of American capitalism, I was feeling happy. Then the door opened and in stepped a woman. Confused and embarrassed she halted. I felt a surge of compassion. I smiled a wide smile to say that I would not mock her error or hold her up to ridicule, her faux pas a no pas in my book. She was off the hook. She neednt have worried even had I been standing at the urinal. Im so sorry, she stammered. De nada, I replied. In some sense I was a hero, above being a petty enforcer of social codes. She had barged into the right restroom on the right day. She might gain, from my easy absolution, new faith in her fellow man, perhaps even a new faith in men. I discerned that she had not always been treated well by the male of the species. She was used to cowering, masking shame with nervous laughter and hidden tears. But not here, not in my restroom, I thought, contrition is not wanted, my lady. She blushed. Be not troubled, I said, gesturing toward the door. I launched my paper towel in a long graceful arc nothing but air. I pushed open the door for her and together we walked out of the ladies room. Dustin Joy, Illinois City, Illinois
The Attic
The past is a foreign country: They do things differently there. Lets look in here! Will called to his brother, C.J., as he opened the mysterious door near the end of the upstairs hallway. Both stared up the steep, narrow stairs
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here? C.J. exclaimed. The pair peeked inside the long-forgotten boxes revealing century-old issues of The Atlantic Monthly, books on philosophy and botany, bound maps of the counties in Illinois, old quilts made from pieces of cast-off calico, and an ecru handmade lace wedding dress of a bride buried long ago. In the far corner, they found an unlabeled box and opened it expectantly for a treasure. Inside was a white hooded robe. Susan E. Hanford, Geneseo, Illinois I write this sitting in the kitchen sink. They did it again. They bathed me. I hate it when they bathe me. And it always seems to happen when I start smelling good. I mean really good. Do they not realize that I have to work to smell this good? I mean, its not every day that you find a dead worm. Or a fallen birds nest. Or squirrel poop. I just love the smell of squirrel poop, and its not every day you can find it. Most of the time, those damned squirrels poop on the other side of the fence. The fence the humans put up. But their inferior, primitive noses would never understand. They have a bad smell for everything. I always know when they are going to be gone all day because ... they stink. They put bad-smelling stuff on their hair, on their bodies, under their arms. And sometimes they use this really bad-smelling stuff if they are trying to impress someone. I mean, come on, what did I ever do to deserve this? I never bathe them when they smell bad. What makes them think they are so much better than me? But I guess thats life. Little do they know that once theyre done drying me off, Ive got a new glorious smell in the backyard that Ive discovered. Theyll be in for a real surprise. Andrew Evans, Rock Island The past is a foreign country: They do things differently there. Id felt like an Iowa boy, awhile. Yet if I drifted east, Id find sanctity. Leaving the group off Morocco had been less on account of the others, more due to my own need for anonymity. Space was how Id spoken to Matrissa on Formentera in late summer of 72 as if the barn wed occupied, with its gabled air, owl feathers floating to its stone floor, and whiff of manure ghosts as though all that bucolic charm had managed to oppress, stifle. Wed scrubbed down an overwhelming stench. Wafts of lingering Moorish atavism vanished. Our barn, a glimmer of Grandpas in Story County. Latticed rafters, choking hay dust, the stacked rows of harvest corn a maze of tunnels.
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Third Prize
I write this sitting in the kitchen sink. It floats, you see, and thats important when piranhas are swimming down your hall and crocodiles are lounging on your waterlogged sofas. Im setting sail on the USS Enameled Iron, the tugboat in charge of the cargo ship Bathtub and the destroyer Utility Sink, the former captained by my mother, the latter under the iron paw of Captain Snuffles. The beagle flaps his ears and whines at the bobbing motion of his boat, while my mother soothes him with doggie biscuits. Ill start rowing again in a minute, Mom on crocodile patrol, ready to whack the overly curious with her umbrella. Its been a crazy week, but everyones determined to make the best of it. Weve weathered the floods before, and Ill mind you that this is a bit of a twist, what with the exotic wildlife and all, but well make it as a family. All the proper boats are long since taken, but my cousin Amber has gone and waterproofed her minivan. She says theres room for us; itll be good to stretch my legs again. I must remember to find more oars; minivans are notoriously hard to paddle. I hear the floating market has some for sale, if I can catch the place before it floats downstream. Ah well, back into the breach! This tug isnt going to paddle itself. If Im lucky, maybe Snuffles will catch us dinner along the rapids on Main Street. Wouldnt that be a treat? Holly Cook, Davenport Move on, Id countered, when Matty pleaded again, her left iris dilating. Judd, just a month longer? Well go back to school, you can write. Itll work, love. No Nam worries. Her voice trailed, resigned already. The acknowledged fulcrum of The Barn wed come to say barn casually, without pretense, nodding to normality of communal life our guruette as one Brit sister member offered, her sororal twin echoing furette, for Meazas hair. An alert ebony with strains of fuchsia and henna, a mane to be reckoned with, inductive. Collectively wed been recruited as much through the hypnotic effect her grand halo generated, as from her multilingual talent, warmth, worldliness. None of us could claim anything as remotely rare as her Afghani background, Daddy a distant Kabul potentate. Judd Beck, Davenport
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Ive been separated from my husband for two years. (Our divorce isnt yet final.) A terrific man sought me out when he was breaking up with his girlfriend, but then he got back together with her and said we could only be friends. We still get together at times, and he told me, Im just not ready to give up my girlfriend, although I may feel different when your divorce is final. Ive tried moving on, but whenever I get to a good place, he calls and is interested again! I normally wouldnt allow this behavior, but I enjoy his company so much! Crushing The fact that a man calls for you to come running isnt necessarily reason to do it, unless youre a golden retriever and hes got a dirty tennis ball to throw you. Assuming you live in North America and not a culture where marriage is a big tent filled with lots of wives, a mans involvement with another woman should immediately disqualify him from consideration. Accepting continued contact with a downgrade to only friends works if you can shift the man into the friends-only slot, but it seems you cant, and it seems thats just how this man likes it. Youre now his egos girlfriend and his backup entertainment when his girlfriends getting her nails done. Okay, so technically youre not yet available, but thats just a matter of paperwork; you arent romantically attached to another person. Whats keeping you stuck on this man is a psychological fishhook called intermittent reinforcement. When rewards for our behavior (like affection or attention were shown) come regularly and predictably, we relax and take them for granted. But the stuff that sods the ground for an obsession is random, unpredictable reinforcement a guy you cant have who occasionally surprises you by throwing you a bone of hope: telling you that he isnt ready to give up his girlfriend but may feel different when your divorce is final. Sure. And the moon may grow a mustache and start orbiting your dentists office. So, no, you arent stuck on him because its so darn enjoyable being with him. Its because hes turned you into a lab rat frantically pushing a bar for a hit of rat chow that only sometimes comes. The way to kick the habit
is to recognize this, detach, and have the self-discipline to stay detached. Send him a message that its over and not to contact you again, and then do everything in your power to keep that from happening: Mail your phone to a stranger in China, and hole up in an out-of-the-way motel. Of course, you could just change your number and not answer your door, but going to at least a little more effort might help reinforce that you have a new policy: No matter how handsome, amusing, and compelling a man seems, you will chase him only if he also happens to be sprinting away with your purse.
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I am 18 and took a baking course at a cooking school, where I met this dreamy 19-year-old guy. We both constantly found lame excuses to be around each other, so I was fairly positive our attraction went both ways. I get that men need to show their interest by asking you out, so I flirted and flirted and waited and waited for him to ask me out, but he never did. Now the course is over, and Im wondering what I did wrong and whether I missed out on the love of my life! Confused Perhaps he was hoping he could get a girlfriend the way a dog gets food scraps: just wait for a woman to fall on the kitchen floor and then carry her off in his teeth. He may now be hitting himself upside the head with a wire whisk for showing all the mojo of garnish. This also may have been a situational crush one that he couldnt follow through on outside the test kitchen due to his having a girlfriend or even a boyfriend. Or maybe hes just being 19. At 24, with a little more experience, he might do more than make like a kid staring into the bakery window. Sadly, all that matters now is what he didnt do. But you did the right thing by not making up for a guys inability to squeak out a request for a date. Keep on flirting, and stop fretting that you may have missed out on the love of (your) life! Sure, you may have if youve always dreamed of a day when youd spot a white horse galloping toward you in the distance and, as it drew closer, see that theres no prince, only a bag of frozen vegetables duct-taped to the saddle.
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puke rainbows, she testified. I think you will need to tap into that kind of love in the coming days, Sagittarius: fierce, intense, and devotional, and yet also playful, funny, and exhilarating. You dont necessarily have to puke rainbows, however. Maybe you could merely spit them. CAPRICORN (December 22-January 19): If you want to know a secret, I talk less crazy to you Capricorns than I do to the other signs. I tone down my wild-eyed, goddess-drunk shape-shifting a bit. I rarely exhort you to don an animal costume and dance with the fairy folk in the woods, and I think the last time I suggested that you fall in love with an alien, angel, or deity was ... never. So whats my problem? Dont you feel taboo urges and illicit impulses now and then? Isnt it true that like everyone else, you periodically need to slip away from your habitual grooves and tamper with the conventional wisdom? Of course you do. Which is why I hereby repeal my excessive caution. Get out there, Capricorn, and be as uninhibited as you dare. AQUARIUS (January 20-February 18): Germanys Ostwall Museum displayed a conceptual installation by the artist Martin Kippenberger. Valued at $1.1 million, it was called When It Starts Dripping from the Ceiling. Part of it was composed of a rubber tub that was painted to appear as if it had once held dirty rainwater. One night while the museum was closed, a new janitor came in to tidy up the premises. While performing her tasks, she scrubbed the rubber tub until it was clean, thereby damaging the art. Let this be a cautionary tale, Aquarius. Its important for you to appreciate and learn from the messy stuff in your life even admire its artistry and not just assume it all needs to be scoured and disinfected. PISCES (February 19-March 20): In her novel White Oleander, Janet Fitch suggests that beauty is something to be used, like a hammer or a key. Thats your assignment, Pisces. Find practical ways to make your beauty work for you. For example, invoke it to help you win friends and influence people. Put it into action to drum up new opportunities and hunt down provocative invitations. And dont tell me you possess insufficient beauty to accomplish these things. I guarantee you that you have more than enough. To understand why Im so sure, you may have to shed some ugly definitions of beauty youve unconsciously absorbed from our warped culture. Homework: If you could make money from doing exactly what you love to do, what would it be? Testify at FreeWillAstrology.com.
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2013/09/05 (Thu)
Battle of the Bands VI -Iowa City Yacht Club, 13 S Linn St Iowa City, IA Chuck Murphy - Miss Kitty s Grape Escape, 242 N. Main Street Galena, IL Corporate Rock (6pm) - Duckys Lagoon, 13515 78th Ave Andalusia, IL Dessa - Ion -The Mill, 120 E Burlington Iowa City, IA Jam Sessions with John OMeara & Friends - The Muddy Waters, 1708 State St. Bettendorf, IA Jazz Jam w/ the North Scott Jazz Combo -RME Community Stage, 131 W. 2nd St. Davenport, IA
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FRIDAY
Karaoke Night -Crabbys Bar & Grill, 826 W. 1st Ave. Coal Valley, IL Karaoke Night - Pepperjacks, 1225 E. Kimberly Rd. Davenport, IA Karaoke Night -Purgatorys Pub, 2104 State St Bettendorf, IA Karaoke Night -The Rusty Nail, 2606 W Locust Davenport, IA Karaoke Night -Zero to Sixty, 811 East 2nd St. Davenport, IA Lewis Knudsen (11am) -Mama Comptons, 1725 2nd Ave Rock Island, IL Mixology - Gabes, 330 E. Washington St. Iowa City, IA Open Mic Night -Uptown Bills Coffee House, 730 S. Dubuque St. Iowa City, IA Open Mic Night w/ Karl -Kilkennys, 300 W. 3rd St. Davenport, IA Open Mic Night w/ Rob Dahms -Rustic Ridge Golf Course Grille & Pub, 1151 East Iowa St. Eldridge, IA Painkiller Hotel -Barrel House Moline, 1321 5th Ave. Moline, IL
Aaron Kamm & the One Drops - Dylan Sires & Neighbors -Iowa City Yacht Club, 13 S Linn St Iowa City, IA ABC Karaoke -Circle Tap, 1345 Locust St. Davenport, IA ABC Karaoke -Creekside Bar and Grill, 3303 Brady St. Davenport, IA Andrew Jr. Boy Jones - The Muddy Waters, 1708 State St. Bettendorf, IA Big Joes DJ & Karaoke Show - V.F.W. Post 9128, 2814 State Street Bettendorf, IA Buddy Olson -Bleyarts Tap, 2210 E. 11th St. Davenport, IA Caught in the Act -11th Street Precinct, 2108 E 11th St Davenport, IA Chuck Murphy -Cochrans Pub, 13464 Galt Rd. Sterling, IL Cross Creek Karaoke -Stickmans, 1510 N. Harrison St. Davenport, IA Doug Brundies & the Big Acoustic Show -Barrel House 211, 211 E. 2nd St. Davenport, IA Friday Live @5: The Curtis Hawkins Band (5pm) -RME Courtyard, 131 W. 2nd St. Davenport, IA
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Jerra Williams (11am) -Mama Comptons, 1725 2nd Ave Rock Island, IL Karaoke King -Chucks Tap, 1731 W. 6th St. Davenport, IA Night Light -Rustic Ridge Golf Course Grille & Pub, 1151 East Iowa St. Eldridge, IA North of 40 - 1 Hundred West Bar & Dance Club, 100 76th St. Davenport, IA
ABC Karaoke -Creekside Bar and Grill, 3303 Brady St. Davenport, IA Blackstones -The Muddy Waters, 1708 State St. Bettendorf, IA
Cosmic - 11th Street Precinct, 2108 E 11th St Davenport, IA Crossroads -Lions Club Park, 302 East 2nd St. Andalusia, IL
Dani Lynn Howe Band -Hollars Bar and Grill, 4050 27th St Moline, IL Dress Up & Dance: Country Hoedown featuring Nor th of 40 -The Redstone Room, 129 Main St Davenport, IA Fairhaven CD Release Show - Highfives & Handshakes - Straight Up! - The Statistix. - RME (River Music Experience), 131 W. 2nd St. Davenport, IA Four Bitchin Babes - Ohnward Fine Arts Center, 1215 E Platt St. Maquoketa, IA Gray Wolf Band - River House, 1510 River Dr. Moline, IL Joe Tingle -Barrel House Moline, 1321 5th Ave. Moline, IL Josh Duffee & His Orchestra -Rhythm City Casino, 101 W. River Dr. Davenport, IA Karaoke King -Chucks Tap, 1731 W. 6th St. Davenport, IA Karaoke Night - Headquarters Bar & Grill, 119 E. 22nd Ave. Coal Valley, IL Karaoke Night -The Mill, 120 E Burlington Iowa City, IA Kelly Klees -Mama Comptons, 1725 2nd Ave Rock Island, IL Lightning Dust - Louise Burns -Englert Theatre, 221 East Washington St. Iowa City, IA Night People -Duckys Lagoon, 13515 78th Ave Andalusia, IL Nitrix -Bobbies Diner & Nightclub, 1213 10th Ave. W. Milan, IL One Night Standards - The Surf Zombies - Bier Stube Moline, 417 15th St Moline, IL Paul Willaert -Bleyarts Tap, 2210 E. 11th St. Davenport, IA
Riverfront Pops featuring the Music of Michael Jackson (6:30pm) -LeClaire Park, River Dr & Ripley St Davenport, IA RME Guitar Circle (2pm) - River Prairie Minstrels (6pm) - RME Community Stage, 131 W. 2nd St. Davenport, IA Russ Reyman Request Piano Bar (7pm) - Phoenix, 111 West 2nd St. Davenport, IA Smooth Groove -Martinis on the Rock, 4619 34th St Rock Island, IL Sublime Tribute w/ Second Hand Smoke -Gabes, 330 E. Washington St. Iowa City, IA Terry Stone (6:30pm) - Peachwave Frozen Yogurt, 3431 Devils Glen Rd. Bettendorf, IA The Karry Outz -Purgatorys Pub, 2104 State St Bettendorf, IA Trent Avery & Buckshot -Carbon Cliff Village Park, State St. Carbon Cliff, IL Vintage Reissue (6:30pm) -The Rusty Nail, 2606 W Locust Davenport, IA Zeta June CD Release Party - Firesale - Half Naked -Iowa City Yacht Club, 13 S Linn St Iowa City, IA 2013/09/08 (Sun)
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Cross Creek Karaoke - Bootleggers Sports Bar, 2228 E. 11th St. Davenport, IA Jason Carl Unplugged (6pm) - The Muddy Waters, 1708 State St. Bettendorf, IA Karaoke Night -The Rusty Nail, 2606 W Locust Davenport, IA
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ABC Karaoke -Creekside Bar and Grill, 3303 Brady St. Davenport, IA ABC Karaoke -The Muddy Waters, 1708 State St. Bettendorf, IA Briar Rabbit - Tessa Johnson -The Mill, 120 E Burlington Iowa City, IA Glenn Hickson (5:30pm) - OMelias Supper Club, 2900 Blackhawk Rd. Rock Island, IL Karaoke Night -The Rusty Nail, 2606 W Locust Davenport, IA Karaoke Night -The Torchlight Lounge, 1800 18th Ave East Moline, IL Open Jam w/ the Harris Collection - Brady Street Pub, 217 Brady St. Davenport, IA Open Mic Night - Cool Beanz Coffeehouse, 1325 30th St. Rock Island, IL Open Mic w/ Jordan Danielsen -11th Street Precinct, 2108 E 11th St Davenport, IA 2013/09/11 (Wed)
Smooth Groove (6pm) - River House, 1510 River Dr. Moline, IL The Grand Tour: A George Jones Tribute -Circa 21 Dinner Playhouse, 1828 3rd Ave. Rock Island, IL Tyr - Megarad - Mr. Whiskerz -Gabes, 330 E. Washington St. Iowa City, IA 2013/09/13 (Fri)
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ABC Karaoke -The Muddy Waters, 1708 State St. Bettendorf, IA Elevate Tour - In La Kesh - Pete Jive -Gabes, 330 E. Washington St. Iowa City, IA Musical Morning (7am) -Brewed Awakenings, 221 Brady St. Davenport, IA Open Mic at the Paddlehweel hosted by Silly C & Slack Man -Paddlewheel Sports Bar & Grill, 221 15th St Bettendorf, IA Open Mic w/ J. Knight -The Mill, 120 E Burlington Iowa City, IA
Karaoke Night - RIBCO, 1815 2nd Ave. Rock Island, IL Chuck Murphy - RIBCO, 1815 2nd Ave. Rock Island, IL
Acoustic Jam Night w/ Steve McFate -McManus Pub, 1401 7th Ave Moline, IL Bob Burns (11am) -Mama Comptons, 1725 2nd Ave Rock Island, IL Burlington Street Bluegrass Band -The Mill, 120 E Burlington Iowa City, IA Jam Session w/ Ben Soltau -Iowa City Yacht Club, 13 S Linn St Iowa City, IA Jason Carl & Friends -Creekside Bar and Grill, 3303 Brady St. Davenport, IA
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Battle of the Bands VI -Iowa City Yacht Club, 13 S Linn St Iowa City, IA
ABC Karaoke -Circle Tap, 1345 Locust St. Davenport, IA ABC Karaoke -Creekside Bar and Grill, 3303 Brady St. Davenport, IA Big Joes DJ & Karaoke Show -V.F.W. Post 9128, 2814 State Street Bettendorf, IA Chris Avey Band -The Muddy Waters, 1708 State St. Bettendorf, IA Chuck Murphy -Roosters Sports Bar & Grill, 2130 3rd Ave. Rock Island, IL Coolzey - Muscle -The Mill, 120 E Burlington Iowa City, IA Cross Creek Karaoke -Stickmans, 1510 N. Harrison St. Davenport, IA Crossroads -The Kickstand Pub & Grub, 1706 13th St. Viola, IL Danika Holmes (5pm) -Wide River Winery - LeClaire, 106 N. Cody Rd. LeClaire, IA Friday Live @5: The Candymakers (5pm) -RME Courtyard, 131 W. 2nd St. Davenport, IA Hairball (6:30pm) -Quad-Cities Waterfront Convention Center, 1777 Isle Parkway Bettendorf, IA Hillbilly Casino - The Krank Daddies - 3 on the Tree - RIBCO, 1815 2nd Ave. Rock Island, IL Iowa Soul Festival: Kevin B.F. Burt & Big Medicine (5:30pm) - Quinn Sullivan (7:30pm) - Buddy Guy (8pm) -Downtown Iowa City, IA
Jerra Williams (11am) -Mama Comptons, 1725 2nd Ave Rock Island, IL Karaoke King -Chucks Tap, 1731 W. 6th St. Davenport, IA Mobb Deep - Prodigy - Alchemist AWTHNTKTS -Englert Theatre, 221 East Washington St. Iowa City, IA Nick Vasquez - Barrel House Moline, 1321 5th Ave. Moline, IL Night People (6:30pm) -The Rusty Nail, 2606 W Locust Davenport, IA North of 40 -Martinis on the Rock, 4619 34th St Rock Island, IL Oceans - Groove Theory - Iowa City Yacht Club, 13 S Linn St Iowa City, IA Olivia Dvorak (5pm) -Wide River Winery - Clinton, 1776 East Deer Creek Rd. Clinton, IA Rick Berthod Blues Band -Hollars Bar and Grill, 4050 27th St Moline, IL Smooth Groove -Fargo Dance & Sports, 4204 Avenue of the Cities Moline, IL The Grand Tour: A George Jones Tribute (1pm) -Circa 21 Dinner Playhouse, 1828 3rd Ave. Rock Island, IL The Manny Lopez Big Band (6pm) -The Circa 21 Speakeasy, 1818 3rd Ave. Rock Island, IL The Old 57s - Bier Stube Moline, 417 15th St Moline, IL 2013/09/14 (Sat)
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ABC Karaoke -Creekside Bar and Grill, 3303 Brady St. Davenport, IA Battlefield Band (2pm) -First Presbyterian Church of Davenport, 1702 Iowa St. Davenport, IA Caught in the Act -Generations Bar & Grill, 4100 4th Ave. Moline, IL Chuck Murphy -The Pearl Martini Bar, 101 W Mississippi Dr Muscatine, IA
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Crossroads -Greenbriar Restaurant and Lounge, 4506 27th St Moline, IL Dogborn -Bier Stube Moline, 417 15th St Moline, IL E11eventh Hour - Hooks Pub, 318 N. 4th St. Clinton, IA Fickle Filly - The Haymakers -Martinis on the Rock, 4619 34th St Rock Island, IL Gloria Hardiman - Carlos Johnson Blues Band - Bruce Teague - Demetria Taylor -Iowa City Yacht Club, 13 S Linn St Iowa City, IA Identity Crisis -River House, 1510 River Dr. Moline, IL Iowa Soul Festival: Tony Brown (10am) - Funk Stop (noon) - Ayodele Drum & Dance (2pm) - Soul Fusion (3:15pm) - Carlos Johnson (5:30pm) - Demetria Taylor (6:30pm) - Mint Condition (8pm) -Downtown Iowa City, IA Joe Tingle -Barrel House Moline, 1321 5th Ave. Moline, IL Karaoke King -Chucks Tap, 1731 W. 6th St. Davenport, IA Karaoke Night - Headquarters Bar & Grill, 119 E. 22nd Ave. Coal Valley, IL Kelly Klees -Mama Comptons, 1725 2nd Ave Rock Island, IL Mike & Matt -Bleyarts Tap, 2210 E. 11th St. Davenport, IA
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Peter Case - Rozz-Tox, 2108 3rd Ave. Rock Island, IL Soul Karaoke -Top Shelf Lounge, 1327 13th Ave East Moline, IL Sunday Funday Karaoke (3pm) -Fricks Tap, 1402 W. 3rd St. Davenport, IA Sunday Jazz Brunch (10:30am & 12:30pm) -Bix Bistro, 200 E. 3rd St. Davenport, IA Terry Malts -Gabes, 330 E. Washington St. Iowa City, IA 2013/09/16 (Mon)
Acoustic Jam Night w/ Steve McFate -McManus Pub, 1401 7th Ave Moline, IL Bob Burns (11am) -Mama Comptons, 1725 2nd Ave Rock Island, IL Chuck Ragan - Jamestown Revival - The Redstone Room, 129 Main St Davenport, IA Jam Session w/ Ben Soltau -Iowa City Yacht Club, 13 S Linn St Iowa City, IA Jason Carl & Friends -Creekside Bar and Grill, 3303 Brady St. Davenport, IA
Battle of the Bands VI -Iowa City Yacht Club, 13 S Linn St Iowa City, IA Chuck Murphy -The Cooler, 311 W. 2nd St. Rock Falls, IL
Creed Bratton -Adler Theatre, 136 E. 3rd St. Davenport, IA Dan Tedesco - RIBCO, 1815 2nd Ave. Rock Island, IL
Minus Six -RIBCO, 1815 2nd Ave. Rock Island, IL Natty Nation - Firesale -The Redstone Room, 129 Main St Davenport, IA
North of 40 -Purgatorys Pub, 2104 State St Bettendorf, IA Russ Reyman Request Piano Bar (7pm) - Phoenix, 111 West 2nd St. Davenport, IA
Bleached - Bryn Lov -The Mill, 120 E Burlington Iowa City, IA Cross Creek Karaoke - Bootleggers Sports Bar, 2228 E. 11th St. Davenport, IA Funday Sunday w/ Dave Ellis (6pm) -The Muddy Waters, 1708 State St. Bettendorf, IA Iowa Soul Festival Gospel Brunch: Viola Boyd - Gloria Hardimen - Doug Jackson (10:30am & 12:30pm) -Share Wine Lounge, 210 S. Dubuque St. Iowa City, IA Iowa Soul Festival: Johnny Kilowatt & Gloria Hardiman (10am) - Groove Theory (11:30am) - Local Gospel Choirs (1pm) - Hargrove Family Choir (2:30pm) - Gerry Hargrove (3:30pm) - Jason Watson (4:15pm) -Downtown Iowa City, IA Karaoke Night -The Rusty Nail, 2606 W Locust Davenport, IA Karaoke Night -The Torchlight Lounge, 1800 18th Ave East Moline, IL
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ABC Karaoke -The Muddy Waters, 1708 State St. Bettendorf, IA Musical Morning (7am) -Brewed Awakenings, 221 Brady St. Davenport, IA Open Mic at the Paddlehweel hosted by Silly C & Slack Man -Paddlewheel Sports Bar & Grill, 221 15th St Bettendorf, IA Open Mic w/ J. Knight -The Mill, 120 E Burlington Iowa City, IA
ABC Karaoke -Creekside Bar and Grill, 3303 Brady St. Davenport, IA ABC Karaoke -The Muddy Waters, 1708 State St. Bettendorf, IA Glenn Hickson (5:30pm) - OMelias Supper Club, 2900 Blackhawk Rd. Rock Island, IL Karaoke Night -The Rusty Nail, 2606 W Locust Davenport, IA Karaoke Night -The Torchlight Lounge, 1800 18th Ave East Moline, IL Open Jam w/ the Harris Collection - Brady Street Pub, 217 Brady St. Davenport, IA Open Mic Night - Cool Beanz Coffeehouse, 1325 30th St. Rock Island, IL Open Mic w/ Jordan Danielsen -11th Street Precinct, 2108 E 11th St Davenport, IA
Karaoke Night w/ Fat Dawgs Productions - QC Family Entertainment Center, 4401 44th Ave. Moline, IL Keller Karaoke -Martinis on the Rock, 4619 34th St Rock Island, IL Kenny Paulsen Quartet (6pm) - Karaoke Night (9:30pm) -The Rusty Nail, 2606 W Locust Davenport, IA Open Mic Night -Boozies Bar & Grill, 114 1/2 W. 3rd St. Davenport, IA Open Mic Night w/ Dave Ellis -Bleyarts Tap, 2210 E. 11th St. Davenport, IA Shiloh Terry -Zero to Sixty, 811 East 2nd St. Davenport, IA Signal Path -Gabes, 330 E. Washington St. Iowa City, IA The Chris & Wes Show -Mound Street Landing, 1029 Mound St. Davenport, IA The Fab Four: The Ultimate Beatles Tribute - Englert Theatre, 221 East Washington St. Iowa City, IA
Jam Sessions with John OMeara & Friends - The Muddy Waters, 1708 State St. Bettendorf, IA Karaoke Night -Crabbys Bar & Grill, 826 W. 1st Ave. Coal Valley, IL Karaoke Night - Pepperjacks, 1225 E. Kimberly Rd. Davenport, IA Karaoke Night -Purgatorys Pub, 2104 State St Bettendorf, IA Karaoke Night -The Rusty Nail, 2606 W Locust Davenport, IA Karaoke Night -Zero to Sixty, 811 East 2nd St. Davenport, IA Lewis Knudsen (11am) -Mama Comptons, 1725 2nd Ave Rock Island, IL Meet the Press - The Dirties -Martinis on the Rock, 4619 34th St Rock Island, IL Open Mic Night -Uptown Bills Coffee House, 730 S. Dubuque St. Iowa City, IA Open Mic Night w/ Karl -Kilkennys, 300 W. 3rd St. Davenport, IA Open Mic Night w/ Rob Dahms -Rustic Ridge Golf Course Grille & Pub, 1151 East Iowa St. Eldridge, IA People Brothers Band - Firesale - Eros & the Eschaton -Gabes, 330 E. Washington St. Iowa City, IA
Additional ways to get tickets: By phone at 309/764-2400 Old Chicago in Bettendorf Co-op Records* in Davenport and Moline. *Add $2.00 service charge.
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