Alibi V.14 No.33 • Aug 18-24, 2005

C'mon—Get Happy!

Celebrate the end of your workday with booze at rock-bottom prices.

You work hard. You like to party. You're also a tightwad. (Sorry, someone had to say it.) Have you been introduced to our friend the happy hour? You know, the amber-colored window between 2 and 10 p.m. when liquor is cheap and things to snack on are abundant? No? Well here's just the push you'll need to get started. What we've got is a random cross section of the Duke City's "velvet hours;" a few places we head to when it's time to duck out of the office for a cocktail or two. Is it complete? Hell no! Other bars with better deals do exist out there. But, at least for now, we can personally vouch for the hours you see here. If you've got some favorites of your own, don't hesitate to e-mail 'em to food@alibi.com. We'll be more than happy to check out your suggestions.

New Mexico Hempfest!

Saturday, August 19, noon-9pm

It's Aug. 19, 2017. You're getting evaluated by a real medical doctor. You're making tie-dye. You're learning more about your medicine. You're supporting legalization of a useful plant. You're eating delicious food. Where are you? At the first annual New Mexico HempFest of course! Entry is totally free, and parking is a measly $1 per car at the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta Park. You are roaming around enjoying live music from local bands, a Hemposium tent with exciting speakers, a kids' activity area and dozens of regional artists, farmers, educators, plus lots of tasty food trucks. You're with all your friends and family at this all-ages, family-friendly event and having an absolute blast celebrating New Mexico's hemp industry.

Jurassic Best of Burque Restaurants World

The most ferocious of prehistoric reader polls is back

What's your favorite New Mexican food? What's your favorite dinosaur? Ok, now put them together and what do you get? An Enchiladodon? A Chileopteryx? A Tacoraptor? A Sopaipillatops? Awesome! Get ready for the T. Rex of “Best of City” contests: The original Best of Burque Restaurants will be hitting Weekly Alibi racks and website on Thursday, Oct. 12. The polls are open now. Vote on your favorite Frito pie, vegetarian food, Japanese restaurant and local brewery. Let your voice be heard! Rawr!

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We're in Your Corner

Alibi's 2005 Survival Guide

In a way, every issue of the Alibi is a survival guide. Every week we supply you with all the information you need to fight the good fight in the Duke City. What would you do without your Alibi? You might die a quick yet excruciatingly painful death. At the very least, you'd have a lot less fun.

One Man's Trash is Another Man's Treasure

Selling used stuff

Your pockets and stomach are empty, and you feel like if you donate plasma one more time, you'll probably slip into a coma. The only thing to do then, it would seem, is get together all of your old books, CDs, video games and DVDs and sell, sell, sell! Desperate times call for desperate measures, so grab the director's cut of Demolition Man and head over to these businesses where they'll give you quick cash for your stuff.

Defend Yourself

A guide to mixed martial arts in Albuquerque

Personally, I'm more of a lover than a fighter, but even a lover can benefit from knowing a little something about the age-old arts of self-defense—especially since my own self-defense technique simply involves running really, really fast. Let's face it, in certain situations that just isn't going to cut it.

Christie del Castillo

“When I first moved here, I thought Albuquerque was a dump,” says Christie del Castillo, laughing heartily at her own memory. “I thought there was nothing out here. But now, I love Albuquerque. It's clean, cheap to live in and has a great culture and a beauty that I always felt San Francisco had ... and snowboarding is only an hour away, at most!”

Dog Days

A canine guide to Albuquerque

Survival can often depend on the company you keep. If those closest to you are loyal, industrious and caring, your chances of fending off life's many challenges increase tenfold. With that in mind, it's clear that there are few better companions in this world than those whom we in the scientific community call Canis Familiaris. Here is a list of dog-friendly restaurants, parks and businesses that allow you to spend time with your drool-happy companion while taking care of life's other necessities. Most of the info from this section was obtained via abqdog.com. For more canine-related inquiries, check them out online.

Scott R. Smith

Some people come to Albuquerque for the views, others come for the camping and still others come for school. Scott Smith came for all three. Coming from Philadelphia, he first visited the city in 2002 while scouting out schools for Chinese medicine and knew the instant his plane touched land that Albuquerque was a place he wanted to be.

Survival is Not an Option

A visit to Surplus City

I drove away from Surplus City (10805 Central NE, 292-7131) in my decrepit '60s compact last week in a simultaneous state of panic and dejection, knowing that the end of mankind was just around the corner. Just as ramshackle as my car, Surplus City is one of those strange and eerie yet amazing places that houses a crap-ton of weird stuff. Some might say junk; I say relics of the past. From military paraphernalia, old electronics, clothes and kitchenware to a million parts to things that I just essentially see as widgets, a whole amalgam of extra mass-produced things from bygone decades awaits a non-discerning shopper. As I roamed the store, encountering strange residues, smells, colors and conversations, I saw the aforementioned widgets, picking up the most interesting ones and thinking, "I don't know what this is, but I'm sure I'll need it to survive when the apocalypse comes."

The City's 3-1-1 Citizen Contact Center

Info at your fingertips

When is it best to make a tee time at a public golf course? Where is the best place to park for a play at the KiMo? What's the difference between the zoo and the BioPark?

Disaster Survival Kit

Two words: Duct tape. (Just kidding.)

According to the Federal Emergency Management Agency and the American Red Cross, there are six basic items that dangle mere inches between you and an uncomfortable demise in any given disaster situation: water, food, a first aid kit, clothing and bedding, tools and supplies and "special items." Survival experts posit that if you meet each necessity in sufficient quantities, your chance of survival can increase almost exponentially over those who do not. Don't be a fool—prepare and survive, already!

Megan Sikkink

Our very own Alibi staffer Megan Sikkink came to our fair city this past January in hopes of finding a place where she could work legally. That is, she came back to the states after a stint in Australia (where she didn't have a work visa) and decided to land in Albuquerque. Anyhoo, lucky for us, she's here now—and perfectly legal.

Karina Bailõn

Karina Bailõn lived in San Bernardino, Calif., her whole life and had no idea what Albuquerque would be like when she came out one electric evening for an interview. Spending the entire day indoors in interrogation for her new job in spatial data (i.e. mapping), she didn't see much of Albuquerque until nightfall, when it happened to be right smack dab in the middle of a lightning storm. But despite, or maybe because of, the circumstances, she still managed to generate a positive impression of the city. Enough so that, in October of last year, she left her hometown and settled in Burque.

Boobytraps

You're the next MacGyver. Just not as sexy.

When disaster strikes, in order to survive you need to be able to fend off the a-holes who are going to want to take your crap. There are obviously many ways to do this, from a whole spectrum of weaponry, to hand-to-hand combat, to barricades, to diplomacy (which is obviously for pussies). But why not learn a much more sly, deceptive and comical way to circumvent the enemy? The well-placed boobytrap designed by a skilled boobytrap artist has the potential to get you out of almost any sticky situation. From the old bucket of water above the door trick to intricate disguises for explosives, the boobytrap may be your key to survival.

Michael Hegyi

Michael Hegyi isn't technically a newcomer, as he actually lived in Albuquerque for a number of years as a child. But he was gone for 11 years, only returning in May of last year, so we think he still counts.

Speed Dial

Crucial contacts at your fingertips

Here's a list of every possible number you could ever conceivably need to subsist in New Mexico (more or less). Also listed, whenever possible, are TTY and TTD numbers, as well as e-mail and web addresses. Admittedly, the city's new 3-1-1 number, which provides information and contacts for many Albuquerque-related inquiries, has stolen a bit of this list's thunder by rerouting some of these numbers to its 3-1-1 call center. Nevertheless, whether your call is rerouted or not, these numbers will help you get your desired information. Tear it out and stick it on the fridge.

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Reduce, Reuse, Recycle

The low-down on recycling in Albuquerque

Looking at a glass mountain from a distance, it's nearly impossible to tell it's not the real thing. You almost swear you see piñon trees. But, upon further inspection, the tiny pulverized stones of blue, brown and green become apparent, and the way they glimmer in the sun is certainly not like any typical topography.

A Living Wage

The city councilor for district six rejoices that the minimum wage initiative has made it onto the October ballot

In Albuquerque today, there's cause to celebrate. Just last week, the Albuquerque City Clerk verified the 13,393 valid signatures necessary to place a minimum wage initiative on the October ballot. It is worth noting that this is approximately four times the number of valid signatures needed to run for governor of NM. In fact, because the bar is so high, this marks the first time a city ordinance has ever been successfully placed on the ballot by the citizen petition process. Congratulations.

Do Endangered Species Really Matter?

A Supreme Court shaped by Bush will want to know

What does a wolf matter? What difference would it make if we lost every silvery minnow, Chiricahua leopard frog, checkerspot butterfly, willow flycatcher or any other of New Mexico's endangered species?

Urban Removal

Is the city abusing the nuisance abatement ordinance?

Earlier this summer, when suspicion about our federal court system was already raging at white-hot levels, stoked pyromaniacally by neocons in Washington eager to undo 50 years of judicial progress, the Supreme Court casually tossed a tad more gasoline onto the flames.

Odds & Ends

Dateline: England—When 59-year-old Melvyn Reed woke up from a triple-bypass heart operation earlier this summer, he was greeted by his loving wife and his loving wife and his loving wife. Obviously, the British bigamist didn't count on all three of his spouses turning up at his bedside at the same time. Reed had apparently tried to stagger the hospital visits of his wives, but a scheduling conflict ended with all three of them in the hospital at once. British media reports say that, upon realizing something was amiss, the wives held a meeting in the parking lot and learned they were all married to the same man. A spokeswoman for the Crown Prosecution Service confirmed that Reed, a company director from Kettering in central England, turned himself in to Wimbledon police on May 12 and confessed to being a double bigamist. He pleaded guilty to two charges of bigamy on July 19 and was given a suspended sentence of four months in prison and ordered to pay 70 pounds ($126). According to Metropolitan Police, Reed married his first wife, Jean Grafton, in 1966, then left without divorcing her. He went on to marry Denise Harrington in 1998, then married Lyndsey Hutchinson in 2003. British media have widely reported that Reed recently moved back in with his first wife. Harrington and Hutchinson had sought advice on getting their marriages annulled, but lawyers have advised the women that their marriages were never valid.

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Reel World

Native Cinema in Santa Fe—For the fifth year in a row Santa Fe's Center for Contemporary Arts will be presenting its Native Cinema Showcase. Taking place Thursday, Aug. 18, through Sunday, Aug. 21, the Showcase celebrates the best in new and classic films and videos by and about Native Americans. This year's Showcase will also incorporate visual arts and performances, including an opening night concert with Gary Farmer and the Troublemakers. Among the films to be screened are Kate Montgomery's Christmas in the Clouds (a screwball comedy set in a struggling, Native-owned ski resort), Chris Eyre's Edge of the World (based on the true story of a girls' basketball team in small-town New Mexico) and Roberta Grossman's Homeland (a documentary profile of five Native American activists fighting to protect their lands from environmental hazards). The Showcase is produced by the Smithsonian National Museum of the American Indian and the CCA. For a complete schedule of events, log on to ccasantafe.org. The CCA is located at 1050 Old Pecos Trail.

Valiant

Disney unleashes the birds of war in a dodgy new import

Recent events, including a stockholder revolt and plummeting theatrical profits, would lead one to believe that Disney has painted itself into a corner.

Head-On (Gegen die Wand)

Punk rock romance mixes sexuality, multiculturalism and substance abuse into one heady cocktail

Head-On is a romantic comedy with razor blade edges--a sexy, sweaty, blood-stained love story that's more Sid and Nancy than Bogart and Bacall.

Hulkamania Slams Cable!

“Hogan Knows Best” on VH1

As has become unmistakably clear to even the most casual VH1 viewers, the channel has phased out 99 percent of its purely music-related programming (music videos are now given the coveted Mondays at 3 a.m. time slot) and chosen to focus its energies on all-out celebrity worship.

Week in Sloth

The Week in Sloth

Highlights from around the dial. Except no one has dials anymore.

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Silver Board Skate Jam '05

with A La Faderz, Black Maria, Garbage Pail Kidz, Moksha Jehannum, Mystic Vision, Skull Control, 2Bers, With These Weapons, UHF B-Boy Crew

Saturday, August 20; Silver between Harvard and Yale (all-ages): Warped Tour was a blast and all, but something was missing down in Las Cruces this year. Sure, there were all the requisite alternative rock bands. Sure, every conceivable faction of teenage subculture was in full force and, yeah, merch tents dotted the landscape with cheap, colorful geegaws as far as the eye could see. But where were the half-pipes? Where were the funboxes? The helmets, kneepads and ramps? In other words, where had all the skateboarders gone? Warped Tour was founded to promote skateboard culture, yet, except for a random Bad News Bears batting cage, there wasn't any to speak of this time around. Well, screw those guys! Let's start our own damn skate festival—a totally local one with a makeshift outdoor skate park. We can have good local music with everything from hip-hop to reggae to hardcore to metal. Let's shut down Silver Avenue right here in Albuquerque and do this thing right. We'll call it the First Annual Silver Skate Jam '05, and we'll make it happen from noon to 8 p.m. this very Saturday. And here's the best part—we'll get the Silver Board Shop to do all the work for us! Doesn't that sound like a magnificent pipe dream?

Your Name In Lights

with Run Run Run and Redfield

Friday, August 19; The Launchpad (all-ages), $8: While the band claims to harkin from the city of Compton, I'm pretty suspicious. They say they sound like NWA meets Metallica, but why would they insult themselves by saying they sound like Metallica? On top of it all, they say "we rock your face off or we shoot you," and that sounds pretty thug, but how are they going to get people to listen to them if it will only result in getting your face rocked off or shot? And are thugs even interested in rocking? I don't think so. This is what I think is going on here: they're frontin', yo. Your Name In Lights is actually a local emo-y band that contains Mario, formerly of Left Unsaid, Lucas Spider, formerly of Oh, Ranger! and Gabe, formerly of Jet Black Summer and a couple other guys I'm unfamiliar with. These guys aren't thug at all, but they do know how to rock your face off, and along with Tempe rock elders, Redfield, this show just may pop a cap in your ass.

Flyer on the Wall

Jocko Agency, Obscene Jesters, Unorthodox and Killing Gracy will play a rather eclectic set this Saturday, August 20, at Puccini's Golden West Saloon. The show starts at 9 p.m. and costs $5, but you've got to be at least 21 to get in. Sorry, children.

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Culture Shock

Lance Letscher painstakingly assembles works of art from antique ledgers, battered schoolbooks, handwritten ledgers, recipe cards and other aged detritus. His latest group of collages goes on display starting this Friday, August 19, at the Richard Levy Gallery (514 Central SW). The show is called Drawing with Scissors.

Back in the Saddle

Transitions at 516 Artspace

For the last decade and a half, Magnífico organized an annual juried show of local contemporary art. Sadly, the arts organization recently went the way of the pterodactyl. Not to worry. Some people who used to work for Magnífico didn't want the idea to die, so they pooled some resources and put the event together this year anyway.

Between the Words

Harwood Art Center

For those of you who like a little language to guide you through paintings, the Harwood Art Center (1114 Seventh Street NW) presents Between the Words: In Search of Visual Lyricism. There is a strong historical link between poetry and the visual arts. Poets and painters have crossed over into each other's territory for centuries. For the Surrealists and Dadaists, writing was as important as painting, and they would often combine the two. Timed to coincide with the National Poetry Slam, Between the Words features paintings by eight artists who use text in their works or otherwise attempt to visually represent poetry. The reception will be held on Friday, August 19, from 5 to 9 p.m. Runs through August 30. For more information, call 242-6367.

Head for the Hills, Davy Crockett

Some true survival guides

Alibi fast-food critic Nick Brown knows a thing or two about survival. A member of the highly secretive Green Chile Militia for the past 19 years, he spends three weeks every summer training with fellow survivalists deep in the Gila Wilderness near Silver City.

Alibi V.14 No.32 • Aug 11-17, 2005

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May I See Some Identification?

The Real ID Act will change current New Mexico driver's license laws and could pose a serious threat to civil liberties

Recently, Juana Perez was stopped by Albuquerque police and questioned about drinking and driving. While she talked with the policeman, La Migra, the immigration authorities, were standing near her car. She showed the officer her driver's license and wondered if the police and La Migra were working together to profile undocumented immigrants like herself.

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Jailing Our Way to Prosperity

The recent newspaper headline that indicated our state government is moving rapidly to bring economic development to the rural cow town of Clayton in the northeast corner of New Mexico was exciting.

Facing the Music

The debate over all-ages shows draws to an end ... but the battle isn't over

The debate over whether or not to serve alcohol at all-ages shows began early this spring and will be debated on Aug. 26, when a hearing before the state alcohol and gaming commission is scheduled in the City Council chambers.

Your 2005 Local Election

Because we know you are as excited as we are, here's a list of candidates who qualified for the Oct. 4 municipal election, as of Aug. 8. As always, look for our comprehensive election issue, complete with candidate interviews and endorsements, on racks Sept. 15.

A Fool's Errand

America should have heeded opponents of the Iraq War

Before the war, we stood on Central, by the UNM bookstore, waving little signs. How could we see so clearly what was coming in Iraq, and the rest of country be so blind? Police barricaded Central to prevent drivers from noticing us. Then they came with gas and clubs. Our children washed their burning eyes across the street at the Frontier Restaurant.

Odds & Ends

Dateline: Scotland—In the wake of 85-year-old actor James Doohan's recent death, The Times of London is reporting that no less than four Scottish cities are scrambling to lay claim as the birthplace of Doohan's beloved “Star Trek” character Montgomery “Scotty” Scott. Linlithgow in central Scotland was the first to claim the starship engineer as its future son. Local City Councilor Willie Dunn told the newspaper Linlithgow had “information” that Scotty was supposed to have been born in the city in the year 2222. The city is planning to erect a plaque honoring him to boost tourism. But now, the cities of Edinburgh, Aberdeen and Elgin have all come forward claiming the fictional character. Aberdeen believes Scotty was born there in 2220, citing a fan website which quotes a “Star Trek” episode in which the U.S.S. Enterprise's chief engineer refers to himself as an “Aberdeen pub crawler.” Doohan, who died on July 20, often admitted that his Scottish accent was based on someone from Aberdeen whom he had met during military service in Britain in World War II. Edinburgh, however, cites another web page which lists Scotty's birthplace as “Edinburgh, Earth.” Meanwhile, city officials in Elgin say that Doohan named their city as his character's hometown in an interview. Linlithgow's Dunn accused the other cities as “boldly clinging to our coattails.”

Cranky, Cranky

Several councilors apparently spent the July semi-vacation sharpening their axes for the Aug. 1 meeting instead of relaxing. However, the Council unanimously passed Councilor Martin Heinrich's bill approving a $65,000 contract with the Sirolli Institute for community-based enterprise development in the Southeast Heights. Councilor Tina Cummins was excused.

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Reel World

Extras Attack!—Local filmmaker Tim McClellan is currently shooting the follow-up film to his debut DV feature, A Girl + A Gun. Described as a “no-budget apocalyptic thriller,” The Shiners has been filming in and around Albuquerque for the past couple weeks. The film is looking for a gang of extras to play members of “The Mass,” a supernatural zombie-like cult. Extras are needed for an all-day shoot on Sunday, August 14. Those interested in lending their talents to this local production are advised to meet at Roosevelt Park (Coal and Spruce) at 10 a.m. A carpool will take players to the filming location in the desert outside Albuquerque. Note: There is no pay for this work, but actors will get food and water and reimbursement for gas if personal vehicles are used in the carpool. All interested actors must be over the age of 18. For more information, contact the film's casting director Rob Ellis at 417-6229.

The Great Raid

Patriotic flashback builds slowly, but finishes with a bang

Mired as we Americans currently are in a “modern” war--one filled with confusion, doubt, muddied motives and a total lack of clear-cut goals--the temptation to return to the “good old days” of warfare is great. World War II: Now there was an example of war at its best. You knew who the good guys were, you knew who the bad guys were, and when it was over we all threw a big-ass party.

The Dukes of Hazzard

Two good ol' boys never meanin' no harm still have car wreck at box office

As in any lasting culture, there are hallmark moments in redneck history: the release of Lynyrd Skynyrd's 1973 album Pronounced Leh-Nerd Skin-Nerd (featuring "Free Bird"), the invention of the Koozie brand foam beer can cooler, the birth of Dale Earnhardt, the publication of Jeff Foxworthy's You Might Be a Redneck If ... jokebook, the January 26, 1979, premiere of “The Dukes of Hazzard.”

TV News

Tidbits from around the dial

“Freddie” Firings—Former Albuquerque resident Freddie Prince, Jr., is trading his tepid romantic comedy career (Down to You, Boys and Girls, Head Over Heels, Summer Catch) in favor of one in the TV sitcom business. Whereas Prince's father found superstardom on the small screen (“Chico and the Man”), Prince's self-titled sitcom “Freddie” is on the receiving end of some rocky show biz buzz. The show, set to debut on ABC in the fall, is being described as “laugh deprived” by some insiders. The show is currently being retooled, with costar Megyn Price (“Grounded for Life”) getting the boot in favor of Madchen Amick of “Twin Peaks” fame. No word on if the show will make it in time for the start of the season or will be relegated to midseason.

Week in Sloth

The Week in Sloth

Highlights from around the dial. Except no one has dials anymore.

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Music to Your Ears

The Rocksquawk Music Showcase: Saturday, August 27. The Alibi is trying its leathery hand at yet another Downtown music festival—the Rocksquawk Music Showcase! The idea is that the RMS will operate like a small-scale crawl with about half the bands, minimal lines and a cheap, one-time cover of $5. The top-secret lineup will be announced in the August 25 edition of the Weekly Alibi. As always, I have no control over any aspect of this thing, so I'll be sitting tight right alongside you until then. Log on to rocksquawk.com for more idle speculation. Don't forget—it's on Saturday, August 27!

Make Some Noise for All-Ages Shows

If you don't, we're moving to Seattle

As you might have heard, the mayor, as he campaigns for reelection on October 4, is lobbying the state in an attempt to make all-ages shows illegal in venues that sell alcohol, arguing that the under-21/over-21 combination is trouble. The catch here is that this change in policy wouldn't apply to the Isotopes ballpark or Journal Pavilion—places where less than 50 percent of revenue comes from alcohol sales; yet through a variety of loopholes, minors can score crappy, overpriced beer. The policy would instead apply to the Launchpad, host to many of the best shows in Albuquerque and one of the few places in town where people of all ages can see live music; yet through strict security, partitioning and carding, minors don't have a chance at getting liquored. I find it ironic that Journal Pavilion has received 11 administrative citations for actually selling alcohol to minors in the past two-and-a-half years while the Launchpad has received none. Meanwhile, the Journal is steadily cranking out propaganda that clearly echoes the mayor's feelings on the issue, attacking the Launchpad for something that is obviously a bigger problem at the Journal's namesake venue. Hmmm. ... While I've only scratched the surface of this convoluted issue you can read more about it in this week's Newscity article by Christie Chisholm, or read Tim McGivern's blog entries at alibi.com. Also, keep in mind that on Friday, August 26, the New Mexico Alcohol and Gaming Division will hold the only public meeting where you, the fine and caring music fans of Albuquerque, can comment on this issue. It's in the Vincent E. Griego Chambers of the Downtown City/County Building at 9 a.m. We'll see you there.

Steve Earle

Tuesday, August 16; Lobo Theatre (all-ages): The ability to write a great protest song is one of the rarest of all musical talents, which explains why there are so many god-awful ones out there. Even Bob Dylan—the master of the genre—gave up on them early in his career because he was tired of writing what he called "finger-pointing songs." Sadly, that's an all too apt description of some of the worst examples of the genre.

Red Earth

with DV8

Saturday, August 13; The Launchpad (21-and-over): Red Earth has consistently committed themselves to making music that tackles a broad range of musical genres. What is most admirable about Red Earth, however, is the way their fury of Brazilian and Native rhythms, horns and fuzz guitar come together without sounding the least bit contrived. "We have a lot of experience with different types of music," percussionist Jeff Duneman says. "That allows us to combine a lot of different styles without sounding phony." On their newest album, Zia Soul, the 10-piece group injects reggae and ska-core with some very Latin beats and early Metallica-brand crunching metal. Red Earth's strikingly unique style has allowed them to attract a crowd that's as diverse as their music. "We get people of every color, old and young," Duneman says. "Because we don't do any of the stereotypical stuff, people relate to [our music] a lot more." For those who have not had the pleasure of attending a Red Earth show, your chance will arrive on Saturday when the band plays a 21-and-over show at the Launchpad with special guest DV8. Duneman invites newcomers to "come on out and be pleasantly surprised."

The Brian Jonestown Massacre

with The Quarter After and Innaway

Monday, August 15; The Launchpad (21-and-over): I don't want to give away any details for those of you who haven't seen it, but one might say that I had a Brian Jonestown Massacre paradigm shift after watching Dig! (a documentary about BJM and The Dandy Warhols), and I am now forever tainted for knowing too much. Before, the Brian Jonestown Massacre was just a severely underrated band that makes beautiful and very listenable post-post-modernish psychedelia, but now that I have been exposed to the mad genius that fueled and fuels the whole production I can never go back. The solution? Attending their performance here on Monday, and listening to their new release We Are the Radio, which comes out this month, in an attempt to forge new Brian Jonestown Massacre memories and, as mastermind Anton Newcombe desires, to keep music evil.

Sonic Reducer

It's bad enough that this group of Cure/U2-influenced sweater dudes grew up in Salt Lake City. Really, is the Mormon capital of the world an understanding place for sensitive artist types? Of course not. If the beer is three-two, it's much harder to get drunk and hurl challenges to the Lord above when your indifferent lover blows you off yet again. So the brokenhearted boys left for Tacoma, Wash., finally heard the Cure, and eventually made this album. Thanks for leaving, guys. The bitter aftertaste of a failed relationship is so strong on this album it nearly ended up in my mouth. Nice work.

Snugfit Social Club

On Friday, August 12, DJs Paul and Will will unleash the inaugural fury of Snugfit Social Club at the Launchpad. In the meantime, DJ Paul gives the Alibi a lesson on funky-ass dance beats, just to get your motor runnin'.

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Culture Shock

You probably think you have plenty of time. It's only 17 syllables, right? You can whip out a hundred of those suckers in half an hour and squeak them in on the day of the deadline, yes? Don't be ridiculous. For Pete's sake, take some pride in your literary product, will you?

Surface

Exhibit Fifty-One

You won't see any paper airplanes, but you should find just about every other paper creation you can think of on display. Surface opens this Friday, August 12, with a reception from 5 to 8 p.m. at Exhibit Fifty-One (5100 Juan Tabo NE). The show will include drawings, mixed media work, etchings, collographs, serigraphs and monotypes by a host of nationally and internationally known artists. If you can't make it to the opening, Surface runs through Sept. 3. For details, call 275-1551.

Jump In

We Art the People at Robinson Park

Signs displayed throughout the park will speak volumes about the event, not so much because of the messages they convey but because of the way the signs themselves are constructed. This Saturday during the second annual We Art the People folk art festival, Robinson Park might be the only place in the entire city where you won't find a single generic prefabricated plastic banner anywhere.

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The Dish

All the News that's Fit to Eat

More Eats in EDO. I've walked past the intersection of Central and Arno about a million times, and each trip invariably ends with me fantasizing about turning the big white building on its southeast corner into a restaurant. Apparently my brain is leaking, because the thing's all fenced off now and appears to be under review for a liquor license. I contacted Bill Hamen, landlord of the building and several other properties along Central in the EDO district. "We've actually been working on restoring those buildings for two and a half years." Hamen says, "They were quite a mess, but we've restored them in a historic manner." And the liquor license? "That'd be Matt DiGregory." DiGregory is an owner of the Range Cafés. Apparently, he and his three brothers are updating the building at 320 Central SE, originally built as a Texaco Station in 1938, to include a modern kitchen, sleek dining areas and a front patio. DiGregory explains that despite his Range connection, this project is not affiliated with any other restaurants. "Hopefully it's something that hasn't been done in Albuquerque yet."

Class-Up Your Pizza

Pizza and beer is so 2004. Pizza and wine, however, is all the rage in 2005. Some may say this is blasphemy, but wine is perfect for every occasion and every meal (after breakfast, that is). There is no better way to class-up your casual evening with friends than to uncork a great bottle of wine and serve it with pizza. You'll look like a renaissance wine connoisseur.

Alibi V.14 No.31 • Aug 4-10, 2005

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Poetry for the People

The National Poetry Slam comes to Albuquerque

By next Wednesday, the Hotel Blue will be packed full of rowdy performance poets from all over the continent. By the time they check in, they'll be pumped up and ready to stage dive into a four-day, knock-down, drag-out contest of live versifying the likes of which our city has never seen. The 135-room hotel located at Central and Eighth Street is serving as the official headquarters for the 2005 National Poetry Slam. Part conference, part festival, part bloody, fight-to-the-death contest of verbal skill and will, the event is about to invade Albuquerque with a vengeance.

An Idiot's Guide to Slamming

Slam competitions distinguish themselves from other poetry contests by giving equal weight to both writing and performing. In other words, they reward poets not only for what they say but also how they say it. Sometimes slight variations on the official rules are allowed, but here's how a slam typically works.

2005 National Poetry Slam

Schedule of Events

Festival passes, which include a ticket to the finals, are $30. Tickets for the finals only are $20. Tickets available at: The Blue Dragon Coffeehouse (1517 Girard NE, cash only), Bookworks (4022 Rio Grande NW, cash only), Natural Sound (3422 Central SE, cash only) and the Harwood Arts Center (1114 Seventh Street NW, cash and credit card). You may order tickets over the phone at the Harwood by calling 242-6367. For details, and for the latest changes to this schedule, go to nps2005.org. During the festival, you can check out the most current rankings at this site by clicking on "scores."

Tuesday, August 9
Pre-National Poetry Slam 2005 Welcome Party
Hosted by Albuquerque: The Magazine
National Hispanic Cultural Center (1601 Fourth Street NW)
5-8 pm
Screening of Slam Planet: War of the Words
National Hispanic Cultural Center
8:30-10:30 pm

Wednesday, August 10
Registration
Hotel Blue (717 Central NW)
9-11 am
Opening Ceremonies
Robinson Park (Eighth Street and Central)
12-2 pm
Pull The Next One Up (aka Rookie Open Mic)
Robinson Park
2:00-3:30 pm
Bouts 1-16
See "Tournament Venues" at nps2005.org
7-11 pm
Hip-Hop Headquarters
The Bubble Lounge (506 Central SW)
11-1 am
Erotic Poetry Reading
El Rey Theater (620 Central SW)
11 pm-1 am
24-hour open mic kick off
Out ch'Yonda Performance Space (929 Fourth Street SW)
2 am

Thursday, August 11
Screening of Slam Planet: War of the Words
National Hispanic Cultural Center Bank of America Theater
10 am-noon
Jewish Showcase
National Hispanic Cultural Center
10:30 am-noon
EC Challenge Survivor Slam
National Hispanic Cultural Center
10:30 am-noon
The "Rainbow" Reading
National Hispanic Cultural Center
Noon-1:30 pm
Screening of Hawaii Slam: Poetry in Paradise and "Omaha's First"
12:30-2:30 pm
National Hispanic Cultural Center
African-American Showcase
National Hispanic Cultural Center
1:30-3 pm
Asian-American showcase
National Hispanic Cultural Center
3-4:30 pm
Grief and Remembrance Reading
National Hispanic Cultural Center
3-4:30 pm
Nerd Slam
National Hispanic Cultural Center
3-4:30 pm
Bouts 16-32
See "Tournament Venues" at nps2005.org
7-11 pm
Hip-Hop Headquarters
The Bubble Lounge
11-1 am
Slam Masters Slam
El Rey Theater
11-1 am

Friday, August 12
Kids' Show
National Hispanic Cultural Center
9:30-10:30 am
Screening of Hawaii Slam: Poetry in Paradise and "Omaha's First"
National Hispanic Cultural Center
10 am-noon
Youth Slam
National Hispanic Cultural Center
10:30-noon
Women's Showcase
National Hispanic Cultural Center
Noon-1:30 pm
Screening of Word!
National Hispanic Cultural Center
12:30-2:30 pm
Latino Showcase
National Hispanic Cultural Center
1:30-3 pm
Indigenous Showcase
National Hispanic Cultural Center
3-4:30 pm
World Peace Reading
National Hispanic Cultural Center
3-4:30 pm
Group Piece Showcase
National Hispanic Cultural Center
3-4:30 pm
Semi-Final Bouts
See "Tournament Venues" at nps2005.org
7-11 pm
Indy Tournament
El Rey Theater
11-1 am

Saturday, August 13
Slam Family Meeting
Hotel Blue Conference Room
10:30 am-noon
Open Mic Stage at We Art The People Festival
Robinson Park
10:30 am-noon
Poet's Plaza Dedication
Harwood's Art Center
1-1:30 pm
Head-To-Head Haiku
Harwood Arts Center
1:30-3 pm
Slam Family Picnic
Tingley Field
3-5:30 pm
National Poetry Slam 2005 Finals
Kiva Auditorium (401 Second Street NW)
8-11:30 pm

news

Newscity

You Cruise, You Lose

Traffic congestion Downtown could get a whole lot more citation-y as the City Council considers a resolution to create no-cruising zones. The clampdown began when Mayor Martin Chavez signed the Cruising on Public Streets Ordinance in May, and since then the city has been researching Downtown traffic patterns (you may have noticed the little white boxes on Central, Gold and Copper a couple weeks ago). With this latest resolution sponsored by City Councilor Craig Loy, any motorist spotted passing the same traffic control point three times within a two-hour period during designated hours could be nailed with a citation, unless you live or work in the area.

Thin Line

Credibility gap. On Sunday, July 31, an otherwise incoherent editorial in the Albuquerque Journal offered these words on Mayor Martin Chavez' attempt to ban alcohol at all-ages shows:

A Howling Loophole

Councilor Sally Mayer's voter I.D. initiative is the real fraud

Commit voter fraud from the comfort of your home. You can rig elections while helping the environment by saving gas and preventing pollution. Take advantage of this amazing breakthrough in undermining democracy the good, old-fashioned way—by stealing it. All this can be yours for as little as one dollar and eleven cents!

Neverending Stories

Believe It When You See It

The Alibi recently reported ("Crossing Over," July 14-20) that Nob Hill area residents and merchants have been calling for pedestrian-friendly infrastructure along Central between Girard and Washington since 1988, but to no effect. Now, City Councilor Martin Heinrich has an estimated $500,000 set aside for improvements, some he recently acquired through city budget negotiations and some he inherited from the last councilor in his district, Hess Yntema. Heinrich said the money is allocated toward intersection redevelopment on Central at Morningside and Wellesley, including two new stoplights and two pedestrian flashers (such as those found on Central in the University area). Heinrich said all that's needed to move forward with the projects is the go-ahead from the mayor, but he's skeptical it will ever happen.

APS Defines Insanity

Do you know the classic definition of insanity? It goes like this: When something hasn't worked in the past, isn't working now, has no chance of working in the future, but it's repeated over and over again in the faint hope that maybe, just maybe, this time it might pan out—that's nuts.

Odds & Ends

Dateline: Italy—A woman has fallen prey to the oldest con in the book: phony birth control to guard against satanic impregnation by vampires. Sicilian police say a couple stole 50,000 euros (nearly $60,000) from a woman in Palermo after convincing her they were vampires who would impregnate her with the son of the antichrist if she did not pay them. For four years, a male cabaret singer and his girlfriend sold the woman pills they said would abort the antichrist's son. The pills cost the woman 3,000 euros each. According to local news agencies AGI and ANSA, police uncovered the fraud after the 47-year-old woman's family became concerned when they discovered she had spent all her savings.

art

Culture Shock

A new exhibit of photographs by Brianna Johnson opens this weekend at Pearls of the Antilles (3716 Central SE) with a party featuring live poetry and drumming. Pearls is a pan-African artist collective that recently opened at the east end of Nob Hill. Rock your little world at the reception this Friday, August 5, from 6 to 9 p.m. Runs through August 31. 315-5341.

Dead Poet's Society

Ainadamar at the Santa Fe Opera

At its finest, the reality portrayed in opera is a hyperreality. Plucking out the most dramatic, the funniest, the most extreme moments in life, opera pins these events to the velvet, expanding them, drawing them out, embellishing them, digging into their weird emotional heart until their most profound elements are so intense they'll make you dizzy. In this way, the best opera productions become less about momentous events than about the unruly emotions that boil up in reaction to those events. This, I suspect, is why people attend opera in the first place—for the shot of adrenaline you get from being exposed to this kind of emotional vertigo.

Reckless

Cell Theatre

Craig Lucas' enthrallingly warped play Reckless follows a woman named Rachel as she meets a series of strange challenges with unwavering optimism, continually searching for answers to some of life's most difficult questions. Ashleigh Hile, who is independently producing and directing the performance, says, "I fell in love with the play and I just wanted to go ahead and get it produced right now." And that's exactly what she did. Catch it now. It's running for one weekend only. $6 general, $5 students/seniors. Performances will be held on Friday, August 5, and Saturday, August 6, at 8 p.m. and Sunday, August 7, at 2 p.m. at the Cell (700 First Street). For more info, call 270-9605.

Transitions

516 Central SW

A small group of art supporters in Albuquerque weren't about to let the 15-year tradition of showcasing Albuquerque's contemporary art die. Instead, they're carrying on with the 16th annual juried exhibition that was once hosted by the now defunct Magnífico. Aptly retitled Transitions and presented by the Harwood Art Center, this year's exhibit will be housed at 516 Central SW, the old Magnífico art space. It features 38 pieces by 27 local artists selected from more than 240 entries. Laura Steward Heon, incoming executive director of SITE Santa Fe, juried the show. She says the exhibit, which includes many surreal images, could be called Desert Dada. Come get your Dada on at the Saturday night opening featuring live gypsy jazz music from the Duke City Hot Club from 7 to 9 p.m. Transitions runs through September 17. For more information, call 883-9126 or go to contemporaryalbuquerque.com.

Armchair Traveling

The Clumsiest People in Europe: Or, Mrs. Mortimer's Bad-tempered Guide to the Victorian World

film

Reel World

Tromatic Events Reoccur—TromaDance New Mexico is now accepting submissions. Burning Paradise Video has once again teamed up with Troma Entertainment to bring back last year's successful three-day festival of low-to-no-budget genre filmmaking. The festival is scheduled to take place October 21-23 at the Guild Cinema in Nob Hill. Legendary exploitation filmmaker Lloyd Kaufman, president of Troma and creator of the Toxic Avenger, will attend the festivities. Local filmmakers are encouraged to submit short films/videos as well as features. Any genre is welcome and sex and violence need not be included (though they are certainly welcome). Deadline is October 1. For official rules and entry forms, log on to burningparadise.net or stop by Burning Paradise Video (800 Central SW).

Yes

Gender and politics mix in arty, arid new indie

British writer/director/ composer/actress/--heck, let's just call her "filmmaker"—Sally Potter (Orlando, The Tango Lesson, The Man Who Cried) returns with another languid rumination on sex and love. This one is set squarely in the post-9/11 world and concentrates on a talky affair between an Irish-American scientist and a Middle Eastern chef.

Searching For the Wrong-Eyed Jesus

Pseudo-doc prods Southern culture on the skids

These days, modern country seems more like some glittering rhinestone rodeo than a legitimate music form; a carefully fabricated showcase where cocksure studs and glossy cow queens two-step, whinny and buck for show without so much as a wrinkle in their Wranglers. But look closer and you'll see that these beasts are broken. Take away all the special effects and you're left with a sad and unintentional parody of country music's former spirit. It's all style and no substance, so to speak.

Ballin' in Old Blighty

“Footballers Wive$” on BBC America

If you're one of those people who's suffering summertime withdrawal from “Desperate Housewives,” you are advised to head on over to BBC America for a regular fix of sex, drugs and criminal behavior in suburbia. Not only is BBC America happy to compare their trashy new drama “Footballers Wive$” to ABC's runaway hit, they've conveniently programmed it in the same Sunday time slot. So, if you're bored with reruns, pick up the remote and head to England.

music

Music to Your Ears

Stella Blue is closed, potentially forever. Nob Hill's premier dead-head bar and live music venue shut its doors a week ago for one reason or another. If you know anything about Stella's disappearance, drop me a line.

Dance Disaster Movement

with Kill Me Tomorrow, Veronica Lipgloss and the Evil Eyes, and Weapons of Mass Destruction

Monday, August 8; The Launchpad (21 and older): If the world were taken over by robots, and heaven knows it won't be long now, Dance Disaster Movement's assertively pulsating tracks would be prominently featured on the robots' iTunes party shuffle. Before that charming postapocalyptic scenario occurs, however, DDM has plenty to offer the ears of the human race as well. Somewhere between the Clash on a very bad acid trip and a break-beat fueled rave, DDM pumps out aggressively danceable music that would make even the most docile of crowds want to haphazardly flail their limbs about. Hey! Those could be your limbs if you stop by the Launchpad on Monday, when DDM plays a 21-and-over show. Joining DDM at the ’pad' is "noir wave" trio Kill Me Tomorrow. KMT is one of those bands that, much like a Jackson Pollock painting, draws criticism for not really being art. Upon a second, third or maybe fourth listen, however, a discerning ear will find that KMT's highly abrasive cacophony of effects pedals, drums, synthesized keyboards and various other disharmonious sounds can definitely be considered musical art. Heck, you can even dance to it, if you don't mind throwing your back out. KMT isn't just about fast-paced, murderous electronic rock, though. They can bring it down several notches on songs like "Liason" that have a much less chaotic and almost, dare I say, pop-ish feel. So go on and shake off those Monday blues. All I ask is you dance responsibly.

Channing Cope

with Thee Fine Lines and Jealous Gods

Sunday, August 7; Atomic Cantina (21 and over): You might find yourself in a self-reflective haze after just a few seconds of Channing Cope's hauntingly soothing melodies. Even a short listen evokes a feeling of bemused calm that doesn't go away until well after the music ceases. Their songs would be fully sedative if not for sporadic, dissonant guitar notes added to more prevalent, subtle symbol crashes and otherwise understated guitar. In essence, the band is a less drone-happy stripped-down hybrid of Mogwai and The Shipping News. The San Diego trio, composed of bassist/vocalist Ali Deniz Ozkan, guitarist Kenny Schulte and drummer Chris Conner, has gained critical recognition for their EP Leaving the Ramp and their full-length release, 2004's Sugar in Our Blood. Both records reveal a band that shies away from complexity while narrowly avoiding high impact crescendos. Most of their songs are about five minutes long, which gives the band just enough time to develop depth without becoming tedious. You could sip your beer coolly and calmly all night long when Channing Cope plays the Atomic Cantina on Sunday, but don't be surprised to find a few tears at the bottom of your glass. Joining Channing Cope on Sunday are lo-fi garage rockers Thee Fine Lines. Their unapologetic, happy-go-lucky approach will provide a nice contrast to Channing Cope's laid-back tunes. Sit back, relax and nurse your wounds to Channing Cope, then slam a few beers and get rowdy as hell with Thee Fine Lines.

The Suicide Machines

with Lost City Angels, Bullets to Broadway, and Travisty and the Screwups

Suicide Machines guitarist Dan Lukacinsky puts it right out there: "Punk isn't dangerous anymore, and it should always be dangerous to the government, to the establishment and to the powers that be."

Romeo Goes To Hell: It's a Blast!

People, Rachel plays the damn guitar—not the bass

Oh, hell yeah, Romeo Goes to Hell is releasing their first album entitled Two Car Garage Rock. The Albuquerqueans who label (or are forced by people like me to label) their music as two-car garage rock, or punk by default, came into existence in late 2002 and contain a year-old line-up comprised of Levi Eleven on bass, Noelan Ramirez on drums, Josh King on keyboards, Rachel Luhan on guitar and world-class ladies man Rexx Ruthless (swoon) on guitar as well. Everyone sings.

Sonic Reducer

Consider putting on Ya Ya Boom Project's Pink Insides before beginning any number of grueling tasks. Whether it's competing in a triathlon or pulling mysterious chunks of hair from your shower drain, Pink Insides will give you the burst of energy you need to complete your endeavor in no time. The record gets most of its mileage from Marisa Demarco's vibrato-heavy vocals that are two parts Gwen Stefani and one part Agent M from Tsunami Bomb. At its core, Pink Insides is a clunker-free album of immediately gratifying and resourceful pop music.

food

All the News That's Fit to Eat

If this ungodly summer heatwave makes you want to scream, look no further than I Scream Ice Cream. Burque's newest ice cream shop is super kid-friendly with spill-indifferent concrete floors and tons of nostalgic fun for everyone. Kids are encouraged to adorn their ice cream with the help of "topping tokens," which they can pump into low-set gumball machines filled with fixings like crushed Oreo's, Jelly Bellies and Fruity Pebbles. It's even fun for grown-ups. The "ISIC Wall of Sound," for example, is an impressive wall-mounted collection of records from the '50s and '60s with everything from Hank Williams, Sr., to British invasion imports. Doodads aside, the coolest thing about the shop has got to be the ice cream. All 33 of their hard-packed flavors are made by Creamland, right here in New Mexico. We tried two of them (lime sherbet and butter-pecan), and they tasted remarkably fresh and sweet. ISIC also serves up shakes, splits and other specialty treats to order, and most are between $1 and $5. Cheap! ISIC is located in The Shops at Carlisle (at the intersection of Claremont and Carlisle, just north of the Super Wal-Mart). Call 888-9420 for hours.

Frank's Fond Farewell

Sweet Peppers gets some sweet new parents

Rather than suffer through another day without sausage and peppers, native Chicagoans Frank and CeCe Bellino opened Sweet Peppers 12 years ago, and a Downtown tradition was born. Frank and CeCe recently sold the business to longtime customers and friends Tia and Bill Howley, and are excited to move closer to their son in Austin, Texas. Mr. Bellino took some time out from his last day at the shop to talk to the Alibi about the legacy of Sweet Peppers.

Eggplant Caponata

Sicilian-style eggplant in a sweet and sour sauce

Nightshade vegetables are coming into season; it's the perfect time to make eggplant caponata. Actually, any time is perfect for this light but robust Sicilian vegetarian condiment. It's most often served as an antipasti (before the pasta) course. I often enjoy it as a snack on garlic rounds or good fresh bread, but it also makes a great pizza topping for pita pizzas or filling for an omelet, too. You can dress it up and trot it out as an entrée with the addition of fresh grilled shrimp. I've even thrown together a quick pasta sauce using this versatile little gem of Sicilian cuisine. Be sure to choose smooth-skinned, blemish-free eggplants. Raisins, currants, pine nuts and fresh basil are often added to the dish but I prefer it straight up and simple. Because of the acid content, it keeps for weeks in the refrigerator. Be sure to use good quality vinegars or you might ruin the dish.