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  • Q&A: Midtown Arts Center Co-Founder John Traynor



    The Midtown Arts Center is a project that is almost too good to be true. With all of the positive things happening in Midtown Harrisburg, the center has the potential to be a major catalyst for neighborhood renewal. Housed in the former Police Athletic League and Jewish Community Center on Third Street, the ambitious renovation calls for a art gallery, a 10,000 square foot theater, a restaurant, a cafe, a spa and a smaller, more intimate music venue. That venue — the Stage on Herr — opened this summer. I recently stopped by the building to talk with John Traynor, one of the three partners involved in the project. Along with Gary Bartlett and Chuck London, Traynor has rescued a gorgeous old building that had fallen well beyond the state of disrepair. Who knows where the project will go or when it will be finished, but Traynor, a true character, had some interesting thoughts on life in Midtown and the local arts scene. Here's what he had to say:   Full Article »

  • Sensor This! Erotic Art Exhibition Coming to Harrisburg

    The Susquehanna Art Museum is currently hosting a groundbreaking exhibition called Ancient Marks: The Sacred Origins of Tattoos and Body Marking. It's not the kind of exhibition usually showing in Harrisburg. In an area where a significant portion of the population still looks at sleeve tattoos and eyebrow piercings with distrust and suspicion, the exhibit delves into the world of tattoos, piercing and scarification. It's good to see the arts community in Central Pennsylvania embrace work that challenges perceptions and showcases something new. That's the goal of ArtHouse Lounge curator Jason Piper, and if nothing else, his gallery's upcoming exhibition entitled Censor This! will push the envelope a hell of a lot further. Opening August 15 and running through August 29, the exhibition will feature the erotic photography of acclaimed artist Michael Barone.   Full Article »

  • A Brief Defense of Sawyer’s Cantina

    A lot of people around here like to kick around the Downtown After Dark bars. Me included. I've made fun of the decidedly un-free "Drink for Free!" promotions and I've marveled at the enormous, um, rooster, that once graced the roof of Sawyer's Cantina. With all that said, I went to Sawyer's on Saturday night to have a few beers and I'll admit it, I had a good time. Was it fratty? Yes, it was fratty. Was the astroturf absurd? Yes, the astroturf was absurd. Did the whole thing look like it could have been cool had the owner spent roughly twice as much money as he did? Absolutely. Still, the beer was cheap, the weather was nice, we found a table and we parked there for most of the evening. Not to mention the fact that our waitresses were awesome all night.   Full Article »

  • Products of Good Breeding

    I am not a dog person. A few experiences in my childhood made me quite wary of dogs in general, and for years, while I tolerated other people's dogs, I certainly never planned on owning one. Dogs are kind of incongruous with many of my personal quirks. In a bad sitcom-worthy twist, I ended up with a person who absolutely adores the creatures, further proving that whoever is calling the shots on a cosmic level has a healthy sense of humor. Ever since our relationship began and I met my fiancee's West Highland Terrier, I have found myself growing more and more attached to dogs. When her family added a Golden Doodle to the equation, my resolve was tested. It took a while, but she won me over eventually. Now, I'm a full-fledged dog fan.

    Sometime in the next twelve months I'll be moving out of my apartment and into a house, and at that point, I'll probably get my first dog. With that in mind and in the hope of snagging some relationship points, my fiancee and I spent Saturday morning at the Harrisburg Kennel Club Dog Show.   Full Article »

  • From The Grandest Capitals To The Small Villages



    I guess we qualify as somewhere in between, right?   Full Article »

  • Bacon & Bailey’s

    On a scale of 1-to-10, how disgusting does the combination of 100-proof whiskey and bacon sound? An 8? Unless you're a degenerate tailgating enthusiast, strong alcohol and fatty breakfasts aren't generally things that are paired together. This is not the new wine and chocolate.

    So when we were out on Saturday night (Harrisburg was dead, by the way. I almost got taken out by a tumbleweed) and my friend told me that we had to go to Brick Haus [ED. NOTE: The lovely Sara Bozich kindly informed me that Brick Haus dropped Cragin's from it's name a while ago. Hooray for research!] to take a shot that involved bacon, I was so there. Maybe the rest of you are used to ratcheting up the fat content in your cocktails. I am not. The shot was called a Lumberjack and it tastes like a full pancake breakfast in a shot glass.

    I looked for Lumberjack recipes online and I found about 29 different concoctions with the same name. None of them were even remotely similar to each other and none of them really seemed that close to what we were drinking on Saturday. I heard that the Lumberjack at Brick Haus consists of Yukon Jack whiskey, Bailey's Irish Cream and butterscotch schnapps. And Bacon. That may or may not be true though.   Full Article »

  • Making Stuff

    If you have a child who is forever playing with Legos, he or she will probably love the How People Make Things exhibit that kicks off at the Whitaker Center this weekend. He or she might also love having me over to play. I'm 25 and I still love Legos. A quick word of advice: Just because the child likes building things does NOT mean he or she should become an architecture student. You'll thank me later.

    How People Make Things was inspired by the Factory Tours on Mister Rogers' Neighborhood, and it gives kids a chance to let their imaginations run wild.   Full Article »

  • Ultra-Lounge, Ultra-Late

    Privado is one of the most interesting nightlife options in downtown Harrisburg, but apparently the owners of the ultra-lounge (not to be confused with Level 2, which is a "luxe lounge." Duh.) lost the electric bill in the whitewashed interior. Yesterday this little gem from PPL found its way onto the door of the club. If your eyes aren't all that great, it basically says that if ownership doesn't pay their $3947.99 account balance, it will be lights out on January 12.

    And to think I was complaining about my electric bill last month.

    Hopefully this is all a misunderstanding and Privado isn't in any kind of trouble. They still have events scheduled through January and I know a lot of people really like hanging there, but obviously that location has quite a starcrossed past. Today the PPL notice is gone, but it has been replaced with a notice from the City of Harrisburg saying that it was prepared to shut off water service due to non-payment. Uh-oh.

    Privado, Just pay the water bill and then throw a blackout party on the 12th. I'll be there.   Full Article »

  • A Belated Happy New Year



    New Year's Eve brings out the best and worst in people. Almost everyone is in a good mood, but even the most temperate among us tend to get a bit saucier than is absolutely necessary. In the end, this New Year's Eve, my first in Harrisburg, turned out to be pretty decent despite including a temporarily lost cell phone, a long walk in subzero windchill temperatures and a member of our group getting thrown up on by a random bargoer.   Full Article »

  • This Weekend: With Pawnshop Eyes



    So they offed Chilly Willy and put in a pawnshop. Really.

    It's not that surprising. Times are tough, and maybe you need to sell some gold, diamonds or a Rolex in order to put Hamburger Helper on the table and Cheerios in the cupboard. I guess there's got to be more money in hocking heirlooms than there is in slinging ice cream. If you feel like you're not going to be able to pay your bar tab this weekend (now that my friends, is a segue) you could always sell your watch. Your cell phone tells time anyway. On to the weekend...
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