Escape to Fort Wayne

The Salvation of a Native Son

When your back is against the wall, Fort Wayne can be a salvation. It saved me. I was born and raised in our city of Fort Wayne. I am among the legion of kids who sat on Santa’s (Phil Steigerwald) lap at Wolf & Dessaurs. I thought W&D was Macy’s. I never forgot opening day of the Zoo or Glenbrook (both summer 1965) when Dinoland (and Sinclair Oil) brought their full-sized fiberglass dinosaurs to FW and exhibited them in Glenbrook’s parking lot. Read More...

Amy Schreiber: The Vanity of Memory?

What is it that makes the difference between an artist and an appreciator? An operator of a camera and a photographer? A amateur and a professional? Read More...

Post Americana

Fair Fjola’s Road to Somewhere

It's not easy being green. Just ask Kermit. You know what else isn't easy? Being an indie folk family band from the Midwest. Read More...

The clothes made the band

The story behind the kid-friendly rock of The Final Hurrahs and Numero One

Rock n’ rollers place a premium on authenticity, the sense that our musical heroes are the real deal. But the “fake band” is also a respectable rock n’ roll tradition. Read More...

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CRITIC-AT-LARGE: Through the Looking Glass, Darkly

DANGEROUS UNIVERSE: Best movies of 2012

IT'S A LEGAL MATTER: Invasion of privacy

OLD SCHOOL PICTURE OF THE WEEK: South Calhoun and East Berry, 1951

POLITICAL ANIMAL: …and now, a few word about the coming year