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Tuesday, June 10, 2014
SKETCHY
Scott Dowdy recently released Vol. III of his sketches. Drop in or holler at us through our e-mail if you're interested in purchasing a copy of your very own. Also available: a compilation of all three volumes — remarkably priced at $50.
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Saturday, January 18, 2014
Super Soul Saturday
Part of a tattoo
studio’s ambience (beyond the requisite smell & look of cleanliness, of
course) is the music. It permeates the space and enfolds the occupants,
maintaining the day’s mood. Today is Super Soul Saturday (first time
designation for that particular alliteration, but perhaps today marks the start
of a weekly tradition (hope! hope!)) Thus far I’ve recognized Norah Jones,
Ronnie Milsap, Rod Stewart, Melissa Etheridge, Justin Timberlake. Any minute
now, I’ve no doubt that Frank Sinatra will filter through — and then again —
and again and again and again — again, again …. If you’re thinking fetish, then
know that’s exactly what I’m suspecting, too.
Other than this
moment in time, any other day could be filled with show tunes or
country-and-western ditties. Some days are nothing but head-banger ballads and
whatnot (i.e., scottyshitty); some are all jazz and blues or R&B, and every
now and again there might be some contemporary rock and pop or even reggae.
Oftentimes, new and obscure talent radiates through the rafters. Bruno Mars and
Alabama Shakes, for example, were standards at the Arsenal long before either
group made radio waves or debuted on late night. And then there’s the
new-age-ska-punk-emo-deathmetal-whathaveyou music. Pretty much everything
except a day’s dose of rap, which I’ll reveal is, indeed, my all-time favorite.
I absolutely love moving to the beat and mouthing dirty words without penalty.
But I’ve digressed.
Whatever the
genre, this anecdotalist and fellow Arsenal inhabitants are subjected to the
all-encompassing beats and rhythms that pervade the studio. Our physiological
affects reflect the subtle manipulation of the music’s timbre, aligning our
mood with that of the artists in residence; that is, those who selected the
music in the first place.
A synergy is
established and the day soulfully plays itself out.
Saturday, January 11, 2014
A Sucker for Kids

And I reckon
that's as it should be.
So for
Historic Downtown Bryan's First Friday Part II, Cliff painted faces on the
young — whiskers, musical instruments, and animals of all species extant and
otherwise. "Now this might be a little cold," he'd say sitting poised
with colored brush. "Are you ready?"
Once done,
Cliff would pass a hand-held mirror to his most recent favorite customer of all
time. Oohs and aaahs followed and then, "Now how about a piece of candy?
Would you like something sweet for sitting so well?"
After work,
Cliff talked the whole night long about how much he enjoyed the endeavor,
recalling names and activities the kiddos talked about ... even laughing
about all the lil' sticky hands running around our gallery.
We can hardly
wait until February's First Friday — decorating sugar cookies and enjoying a
live musical performance from local high schoolers. Plan to join us!
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