so, a year ago my friend dexy decided to move to nashville because she was crushed out on some boy who she had been carrying out a long courtship of myspace messages and flirty photos via text. i rolled my eyes and told her she'd be back in three weeks.
needless to say, she never made it home. instead she fell in love, started a band with her boyfriend and sings songs about their true love bliss that are so catchy and so sincere she challenges all my jaded presumptions and forces me to want to become a believer.
all rainbows, unicorns, prism stickers and lyrics about meeting by the soda machine make me want to fall in love for the first time all over again. the first love. the only love in the world kind of love. magic love.
so i was thrilled when i found out her band would be opening up the shows in nashville and atlanta. when we arrived in nashville it was rainy and memorial day, everything was closed and dexy and chris and sylvester the lion had all just got back from the uk and were jet-lagged major. we decided just to meet up the next day.
left to my own devices for the rest of our precious “day off” i did what i do best...scout vintage stores and eat lots of yummy food.
nashville has all these great little restaurants in converted houses. i wanted to go to my fave steakhouse, jimmy kelly's to have some of the delicious corncakes they serve. they are like little cornmeal pancake things they serve instead of bread. alas, they were closed for a private party and i found myself with nowhere to go. the drizzle outside was daunting and i waited almost too long to finally take a stroll around an unfamiliar town. after walking in a big circle past lots of places i would love to check out but were closed, i found an awesome indian place right next door to the hotel. i ate too much of everything plus some of that amazing rice pudding they make with the cardamom pods in it and passed out early. funny thing about tour, you just sleep and sleep in those bunks and then you pass out early in hotels. too much sleep is never enough. it's ludicrous.
just around the corner from the hotel, i missed my friends ted and aaron (seawolf) by 2 days:
the next day i ventured out early and walked over to centennial park to visit the parthenon. i had first seen the parthenon on a trip to tennessee in 2006, after a jimmy kelly's dinner and several of tennessee's finest whiskies. my friend and i spotted it through the trees and i was screeching, “take me to greece!” over and over until our very patient cab driver obliged. unfortunately, alcohol a.d.d. had set in by the time we pulled up and we were like, “cool. can you take us to a bar now?” i'll never forget how bummed we were at 3am when we realized we had given away an entire box of leftover corncakes to that cab driver. i've wanted to go back ever since.
"The Parthenon stands proudly as the centerpiece of Centennial Park, Nashville's premier urban park. The re-creation of the 42-foot statue Athena is the focus of the Parthenon just as it was in ancient Greece. The building and the Athena statue are both full-scale replicas of the Athenian originals.
Originally built for Tennessee's 1897 Centennial Exposition, this replica of the original Parthenon in Athens serves as a monument to what is considered the pinnacle of classical architecture. The plaster replicas of the Parthenon Marbles found in the Naos are direct casts of the original sculptures which adorned the pediments of the Athenian Parthenon, dating back to 438 B.C. The originals of these powerful fragments are housed in the British Museum in London.
The Parthenon also serves as the city of Nashville's art museum. The focus of the Parthenon's permanent collection is a group of 63 paintings by 19th and 20th century American artists donated by James M. Cowan. Additional gallery spaces provide a venue for a variety of temporary shows and exhibits."
i walked back through the park and said hi to the ducks on my way to lunch.
our driver, russ made me promise to eat at this place. he was so sad they had ran out of banana pudding before he got there. i had my first of many "sweet teas".
ran into the rest of the kids next door in the used bookshop and picked up a few old art mags for miss buzzelli to make pretty pictures from. then off to the venue to meet up with THE MAGIC WANDS!
dexy & chris valentine and me in a magic dress
the third magic member of the band, sylvester
even their merch is magical