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<description>Today&amp;#8217;s disc, kids: Duffy ROCKFERRY There have been numerous British Invasions since that first one back in 1964 &amp;#8212; some large, some small, some successful, some far less so. The latest comes in female form, as a wave of young...</description>
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Duffy

ROCKFERRY

There have been numerous British Invasions since that first one back in 1964 &#8212; some large, some small, some successful, some far less so. The latest comes in female form, as a wave of young women singers who&#8217;ve been huge UK hitmakers are heading our way.

Leona Lewis&#8217; Mariah-esque, melodramatic pop has probably had the biggest commercial impact, while performers like Lily Allen have taken the funky-reggae route. Amy Winehouse&#8217;s sadomasochistic, broken-glass jazz bits have gotten the most media attention &#8212; so much so, sadly, that the quality and originality of her work has been overshadowed by her crack-smoking. And in fact, Winehouse and her troubles have sort of blotted out a lot of her fellow Brit ladies.

Watch out for Duffy, though. Her debut CD, &#8220;Rockferry,&#8221; is a fine piece of work, and wholly unlike the stuff we&#8217;ve been hearing from these others.

She&#8217;s Aimee Anne Duffy from Cardiff, Wales, and she sent her first disc straight to the top of the British charts a few months back. And while that&#8217;s never guaranteed American success, Duffy deserves notice. She and her production team have placed her within a signature sound that immediately jumps out: A thick fog of rhythmic strings, echo-chamber girl-group harmonies and romantic, R&amp;B lushness that recalls the bygone wall-of-sound arranging of Phil Spector and the frothy, gorgeous uptown sounds of Dusty Springfield and her mod-era brand of blue-eyed soul.

At first listen, Duffy seems to have chosen such a big sound to offset what at first seems like a still-youthful, fairly imperfect voice. The booming resonance of the title tune, for instance, goes a long way toward compensating for some of the places where she doesn&#8217;t sound like she can hit the notes she wants. By the end of song, however, with all she can muster building to a grand, sweeping finish, she&#8217;s disspelled any naysaying. She goes on to show with the weeper &#8220;Warwick Avenue,&#8221; and the hip, ultra-sassy swinger &#8220;Mercy&#8221; that she&#8217;s got the good she needs.

The disc crackles with energy and nerve, not to mention something fresh: A true sense of place and time that makes one feel right in the London she sees and writes about with real feeling.

Bravo for a smashing-good debut. Hope this invader is able to crack the beachhead and make it past our crabby U.S. defenses.

Grade: B+

iPod picks: &#8220;Mercy,&#8221; &#8220;Rockferry,&#8221; &#8220;Syrup &amp; Honey,&#8221; &#8220;Serious.&#8221;
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If you read this space, you know I&amp;#8217;m no fan of video games &amp;#8230; but I was drawn to this article that argues they really aren&amp;#8217;t that bad for you, since it&amp;#8217;s being shown that violent games don&amp;#8217;t make users/players (which one are they, really?)  more violent&amp;#8230;

Of course, that misses the point I&amp;#8217;ve been trying to make all along, which is that they&amp;#8217;re bad for you because they make you stupider&amp;#8230; So far, nobody&amp;#8217;s been able to argue me off that&amp;#8230;

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<description>Today&amp;#8217;s disc, and a good one: Coldplay VIVA LA VIDA Have you noticed what happens to rock bands that hit a certain point of fame and popularity? After an album or two, there seems to emerge this weird groundswell of...</description>
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Today&amp;#8217;s disc, and a good one:

Coldplay

VIVA LA VIDA

Have you noticed what happens to rock bands that hit a certain point of fame and popularity? After an album or two, there seems to emerge this weird groundswell of critics, somber fans and other cognoscenti who start to pressure on the group to be different. Usually, there is an insistence that it needs to be &amp;#8220;edgier,&amp;#8221; or &amp;#8220;experimental,&amp;#8221; and the conversation about the musicians in question seems to change &amp;#8212; to turn on this idea that in order for them to grow and mature, they need to produce music that sounds different from what they&amp;#8217;ve done to make themselves so popular in the first place.

And thus has Coldplay &amp;#8212; which over three studio CDs has sold more than 30 million albums of its heavy, high-minded, soaringly melodic soft rock and become close to being the biggest band in the world &amp;#8212; found itself faced with this conundrum. Typically true to its crowd-pleasing nature, it has decided not to resist, but accept the challenge &amp;#8212; declaring in interviews that &amp;#8220;Viva La Vida&amp;#8221; is its &amp;#8220;political&amp;#8221; album, and one on which it dabbles in unusual sounds and songcraft.

Maybe so. But bully for Coldplay that it also turns the entire conversation on its head by doing the &amp;#8220;experiment&amp;#8221; on its own terms, and nobody else&amp;#8217;s. This is a fine album indeed, one on which the British quartet offers some new ideas that pull it closer together as a band and subtly illuminate its collective musical imagination. If the pressure to grow into something different has sidetracked or scuttled other performers, it&amp;#8217;s only made Coldplay better.

If Chris Martin&amp;#8217;s fluttery falsetto had threatened to become the pre-eminent, defining mark of the band&amp;#8217;s sound, new producer Brian Eno, who made his mark in the 1980s with U2, Talking Heads and other groundbreakers, has driven his voice a lot deeper into the mix and turned it into an intriguing, useful instrument that sounds better surrounded by his mates. On &amp;#8220;Yes,&amp;#8221; Martin&amp;#8217;s voice becomes a floating, wordless presence that wafts dreamily in and out of the whirlwind cascade of Jonny Buckland&amp;#8217;s guitars.

Listen to the beats and structures on this album. The title track is a minuet with kettle drums thrumming in the background; the fabulous &amp;#8220;Lost!&amp;#8221; rides on a rolling wave of bass drum and hand claps that sound like they&amp;#8217;re keeping time in a Shaker service &amp;#8212; all emerging from a church organ that blooms into an unearthly swell. Just when you think they&amp;#8217;re about to go all Arcade Fire on us, there&amp;#8217;s Buckland&amp;#8217;s guitar again &amp;#8212; chiming in and grounding what, by the time Martin hits the chorus, is most definitely a Coldplay song. One of their best ever, in fact.

Martin&amp;#8217;s lyrics have always been in the light-impressionistic mode, and &amp;#8220;Viva La Vida,&amp;#8221; which is subtitled &amp;#8220;Death and All His Friends,&amp;#8221; finds him a little more serious about what it all means. Ghosts, cemeteries and memories of departed friends flit in and out of his usual ruminations on the meaning and power of love, which ends up being the answer to everything. They&amp;#8217;re still a soft-rock band with a sensitive singer and lots of female fans, you know.

But they&amp;#8217;ve also turned in a pop album that opens with an instrumental that features a hammer dulcimer, of all things, and a magical Middle Eastern beat. Didn&amp;#8217;t see that coming.

Bottom line: This is the best work yet from a band that&amp;#8217;s unafraid to sound pretty, and which now has decided it also want to sound smart &amp;#8212; smarter than their meanest critics, in fact. Well done.

Grade: A

iPod picks: &amp;#8220;Lost!&amp;#8221;; &amp;#8220;Strawberry Swing&amp;#8221;; &amp;#8220;Viva La Vida.&amp;#8221;

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Aw, nuts. Sometimes you are aware of a creeping trend that bothers you if you think about it, but you can kind of ignore it until you see it written about.

Dang it! Slate is confirming my suspicions about my second-favorite punctuation mark!

Don&amp;#8217;t know about you, but I love semicolons and admire anybody who knows what they&amp;#8217;re for. Someday, when we start running out of periods, we might just be happy they haven&amp;#8217;t all gone away yet.

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<description>A few stray thoughts today: &amp;#8212; One of my favorite paintings at the Dayton Art Institute was the featured artwork at the 51st Art Ball, which was held at the museum last weekend. About 700 elegantly dressed folks got to...</description>
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A few stray thoughts today:

&amp;#8212; One of my favorite paintings at the Dayton Art Institute was the featured artwork at the 51st Art Ball, which was held at the museum last weekend. About 700 elegantly dressed folks got to have a closer look at &amp;#8220;Tightrope Walker,&amp;#8221; by the American painter Everitt Shinn. It&amp;#8217;s a haunting picture &amp;#8212; a stark, dramatically composed image of the acrobat, dressed in ghostly white, balancing over the heads of a hushed, darkened theater crowd. Shinn, a member of the so-called &amp;#8220;Ashcan&amp;#8221; group of realist painters from the early 20th century, started off as a newspaper illustrator who had a fondness for vaudeville &amp;#8212; a passion that he drew upon in many works that explored the tension between audience and performer. &amp;#8220;Tightrope Walker&amp;#8221; is one of his greatest pieces, and a true gem of the DAI&amp;#8217;s collection. Go have a look.

&amp;#8212; Speaking of the DAI, while you&amp;#8217;re there checking out Shinn stop down to see the wonderful exhibition by Ken Butler, &amp;#8220;Hybrid Visions.&amp;#8221; Butler combines his gifts for music and scuplture with passions for recycling and for transforming things into something different and new. The result: A violin made out of a cowboy boot, a cello from a sled, a piano made of packaging foam &amp;#8212; all of which make sound. The show is a masterpiece of reconceptualization, if you can imagine such a thing.

&amp;#8212; Speaking of masterful reconceptualization, while writing this I&amp;#8217;m listening to the new Coldplay disc, &amp;#8220;Viva La Vida.&amp;#8221; The cover borrows another of my favorite paintings, &amp;#8220;Liberty Leading the People,&amp;#8221; by Eugene Delacroix. It&amp;#8217;s the one of French Liberty charging across the barricades during the July Revolution of 1830. Coldplay turns it from an image of violence into an image of life; nicely done. Can&amp;#8217;t wait to get through the album.

&amp;#8212; Other fun stuff I&amp;#8217;ve been listening to today: The new My Morning Jacket, which is just as weird, echoey and off-kilter as the Louisville band&amp;#8217;s past works. Not sure I love it, but it&amp;#8217;s at least a fun first listen.

&amp;#8212; Oooh: This is a good disc: &amp;#8220;Rockferry&amp;#8221; by Duffy, a new British neosoul singer. She&amp;#8217;s tough. More on her next week.

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Well, here are the books that the Big Read committee are mulling over for the next communitywide reading event in the Dayton area, in the winter and early spring of 2009. 

They&amp;#8217;re asking for feedback! Have you read any of these? Does one sound good to you?

It&amp;#8217;s a tasty-looking, thought-provoking list. These descriptions are provided by the review committee, which has come up with this list of final contenders after reading and discussing dozens of other fine books.

FYI, I haven&amp;#8217;t read any of these yet personally, though I&amp;#8217;ve read other books by a lot of these authors and have read reviews of most of them. Have a look and tell us what you think:

Bragg, Rick, All Over But the Shoutin&amp;#8217; or The Prince of Frogtown: A Pulitzer Prize-winning correspondent for The New York Times recounts growing up in the Alabama hills, the son of a violent veteran and a mother who tried to insulate her children from poverty and ignorance.

Brooks, Geraldine, People of the Book: Offered a coveted job to analyze and conserve a priceless Sarajevo Haggadah, Australian rare-book expert Hanna Heath discovers a series of tiny artifacts in the volume&amp;#8217;s ancient binding that reveal its historically significant origins. By the Pulitzer Prize-winning author of March.

Dean, Debra, Madonnas of Leningrad: In a novel that moves back and forth between the Soviet Union during World War II and modern-day America, Marina, an elderly Russian woman, recalls vivid images of her youth during the height of the siege of Leningrad when, as a tour guide at the Hermitage, she and other staff members removed the museum&amp;#8217;s priceless artworks for safekeeping.

Hosseini, Khaled, A Thousand Splendid Suns: Two women born a generation apart witness the destruction of their home and family in war-torn Kabul, losses incurred over the course of thirty years that test the limits of their strength and courage.  By the author of &amp;#8220;Kite Runner.&amp;#8221;

Lahiri, Jhumpa, The Namesake: A Novel: A portrait of the immigrant experience follows the Garguli family from their traditional life in India through their arrival in Massachusettes in the lat 1960s and their difficulties melding into an American way of life.

Martel, Yann, Life of Pi: Possessing encyclopedia-like intelligence, unusual zookeeper&amp;#8217;s son Pi Patel sets sail for America, but when the ship sinks, he escapes on a life boat and is lost at sea with a dwindling number of animals until only he and a hungry Bengal tiger remain.

Mengestu, Dinaw, Beautiful Things that Heaven Bears: This year&amp;#8217;s title for Seattle Public Library, &amp;#8220;sounds interesting, but hard&amp;#8221;. Seventeen years after fleeing the Ethiopian revolution to America, Sepha Stephanos runs a grocery store in a poor African-American neighborhood in Washington, D.C., where he witnesses a series of racially charged incidents and bitterly reflects on his past and the differences between his actual prospects and the life he imagined.

Mortenson, Greg, Three Cups of Tea: One Man&amp;#8217;s Mission to Promote Peace&amp;#133;One School at a Time: Some failures lead to phenomenal successes, and this American nurse&amp;#8217;s unsuccessful attempt to climb K2, the world&amp;#8217;s second tallest mountain, is one of them. Dangerously ill when he finished his climb in 1993, Mortenson was sheltered for seven weeks by the small Pakistani village of Korphe; in return, he promised to build the impoverished town&amp;#8217;s first school, a project that grew into the Central Asia Institute, which has since constructed more than 50 schools across rural Pakistan and Afghanistan. Coauthor Relin recounts Mortenson&amp;#8217;s efforts in fascinating detail, presenting compelling portraits of the village elders, con artists, philanthropists, mujahideen, Taliban officials, ambitious school girls and upright Muslims Mortenson met along the way. As the book moves into the post-9/11 world, Mortenson and Relin argue that the United States must fight Islamic extremism in the region through collaborative efforts to alleviate poverty and improve access to education, especially for girls. Captivating and suspenseful, with engrossing accounts of both hostilities and unlikely friendships.

Picoult, Jodi, Nineteen Minutes: In the aftermath of a horrific small-town school shooting, lawyer Jordan McAfee finds himself defending a youth who desperately needs someone on his side, while intrepid detective Patrick DuCharme works with a primary witness in the daughter of the superior court judge assigned to the case.

Rhodes-Courtier, Ashley, Three Little Words: Ashley spent nine years in foster care after being taken away from her mother.  She endured many caseworkers, moving from school to school, manipulative, humiliating and abusive treatment from one foster family.  See how she survives and eventually thrives against the odds.

Weiner, Eric, Geography of Bliss: Part foreign affairs discourse, part humor, and part twisted self-help guide, this book takes the reader from America to Iceland to India in search of happiness, or, in the crabby author&amp;#8217;s case, moments of &amp;#8220;un-unhappiness.&amp;#8221; The book uses a mixture of travel, psychology, science and humor to investigate not what happiness is, but where it is. Are people in Switzerland happier because it is the most democratic country in the world? Do citizens of Singapore benefit psychologically by having their options limited by the government? Is the King of Bhutan a visionary for his initiative to calculate Gross National Happiness? Why is Asheville, North Carolina, so darn happy? NPR correspondent Weiner answers those questions and many others, offering travelers of all moods some interesting new ideas for sunnier destinations and dispositions.

Zusak, Markus, The Book Thief: Living with a foster family in Germany during World War II, a young girl struggles to survive her day-to-day trials through stealing anything she can get her hands on, but when she discovers the beauty of literature, she realizes that she has been blessed with a gift that must be shared with others, including the Jewish man hiding in the basement. 

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All right, this is getting a bit outta hand, I think.

Today, the ideologically opposite poles of the Wall Street Journal AND National Public Radio had even more &amp;#8230; yes, you guessed it &amp;#8230; appreciations for Tim Russert, meaning that the national media frenzy over the man&amp;#8217;s passing is verging upon entering its second week. Sheesh.

Poor folks out in ReaderLand must be wondering by now whether John McCain would get the same sort of worship in the press if he should be so unlucky to shuffle off the mortal coil&amp;#8230; I know I&amp;#8217;m starting to wonder, and this is my business.

Don&amp;#8217;t get me wrong. I&amp;#8217;m sure Russert was a fine man, and yes, 58 is early in terms of mortality. And I understand, as we all do, that newspapers and TV stations have a custom of making more fuss, at least a bit more, about in-house deaths than we do about those of folks who didn&amp;#8217;t spend their careers in the media. Here at the DDN, we did honor a recently departed colleague with a story that some readers may have realized was longer than what may have been done for, say, an accountant at Wright-Patterson.

But we did a short 8-inch story and a mugshot of him. What MSNBC and NBC have been doing for Russert is waaaaaaaaaaaaaay over the top. It&amp;#8217;s almost becoming a parody of itself. 

And is it OK in all this to say that as a journalist and viewer, I never really thought that highly of Russert&amp;#8217;s work? I think he asked lumpy, over-simple questions that seemed to set the world of politics in stark black and white, red and blue terms, and which did little to help the national conversation. He was belligerent and impolite, most of the times I watched him &amp;#8230; which, admittedly, were few in recent years because I didn&amp;#8217;t seek him out. 

I&amp;#8217;m not the only person who feels this way, I imagine &amp;#8230; but in all the hagiography of the last few days &amp;#8212; has there been any NEWS in any of it? &amp;#8212; who would feel safe to suggest that maybe the guy really didn&amp;#8217;t merit all this fuss?

If you&amp;#8217;re looking for an example of just how out of touch the national media has become with what is really going on in the world &amp;#8212; the rest of it, I mean &amp;#8212; I offer the previous week. 

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So, did humor bring about the end of the cold war, more than missiles, guns or diplomacy?

Ummmmm, probably not &amp;#8230; but accorrding to an interesting-sounding new book, it certainly reflected how the whole big mess was going to turn out.

Have a looksee at this piece from the UK and noodle it over. And how many jokes do you know about Soviet plumbers? Hahahahahahahahahahahaha&amp;#8230; 

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Weezer

WEEZER (The Red Album)


Anybody will tell you that this gettin&amp;#8217;-old stuff stinks, but Rivers Cuomo seems to be taking the right attitude about it: &amp;#8220;They say I need some Rogaine to put in my hair / Work out at the gym to fit my underwear,&amp;#8221; he sings on &amp;#8220;Pork and Beans,&amp;#8221; off Weezer&amp;#8217;s sixth album. Nevertheless, he&amp;#8217;s content with himself &amp;#8212; by the end of this brisk little ditty, he proclaims that he&amp;#8217;s &amp;#8220;tickled pink&amp;#8221; not to &amp;#8220;give a hoot about what you think.&amp;#8221;

So, OK: You get thicker as you get older, but you also finally get to stop worrying about it as much as you used to. Cuomo, the oomph behind this ever-brainy, top-flight power-pop band, has been grappling anxiously with whatever stage of life he&amp;#8217;s in ever since we first heard the band in the early &amp;#8216;90s: On 1994&amp;#8217;s great, dorky debut Blue album, the band was still popping zits and worried about getting girlfriends some day; by 2001&amp;#8217;s Green album, Cuomo and boys were shaving at least three times a week, and singing about being dumped, distraught and horny &amp;#8212; while the musical mix was down to absolute gear-grinding perfection. 

On the Red album, as the most recent is dubbed (this band loves color-coded, untitled discs), they&amp;#8217;re in that stage of life where they&amp;#8217;re realizing you can&amp;#8217;t just hash-pipe all your problems away &amp;#8212; and speaking of which, you might need to figure out what do tell the kids about, well, your old hash pipe. Time to grow up and sing about it in between sit-ups!

&amp;#8220;Pork and Beans,&amp;#8221; meanwhile, is one of the few songs here that sounds like the Weezer of old. The band tosses in some different sounds and grooves this time &amp;#8212; old 1960s cop-show theme songs, some Eastern rhythms, even an old Shaker hymn &amp;#8212; and while they never get too far out to be called experimental, they&amp;#8217;re clearly in the mood to try new stuff. Some of it works, some doesn&amp;#8217;t &amp;#8212; but y&amp;#8217;know what? Rivers Cuomo already told you he doesn&amp;#8217;t care what you think.

Grade: B

iPod picks: &amp;#8220;Pork and Beans,&amp;#8221; &amp;#8220;Dreamin&amp;#8217;,&amp;#8221; &amp;#8220;Everybody Get Dangerous.&amp;#8221;

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<title>Bye-Bye, George</title>

    

    


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Well, maybe it&amp;#8217;s no surprise after all that George Jones canceled this week&amp;#8217;s show that was supposed to happen at the Nutter Center.

The Possum never really did have a reputation for showing up on time, between all the drinkin, cussin, gettin busted and fallin&amp;#8217; apart he&amp;#8217;s done over the years. In fact, when he did show up last year for a concert at the Fraze, he poked a good deal of fun at himself over this very topic. He showed a film over the stage of him getting arrested, and of theater marquees with &amp;#8220;CANCELED&amp;#8221; stenciled across the bill&amp;#8230; Seems he&amp;#8217;s finally gotten up there in years enough that he can have a bit of fun at his own, and his audience&amp;#8217;s, expense.

The Fraze show was good, too. George was in fine spirits and solid voice. Glad he made it.

No word yet on what led to the cancellation of the Nuthouse concert&amp;#8230; Hope he&amp;#8217;s in good health and that all is well. Stay tuned, fans&amp;#8230; 

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<title>Fun fun fun at the Art Ball</title>

    

    


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Ah, it was a perfect night.

The 51st Art Ball at the Dayton Art Institute proved itself yet again to be the best event of its kind in this area, as some 700 well-dressed and wonderfully coiffed patrons found out. 

A few stray thoughts:

&amp;#8212; Open bar: Yummy!

&amp;#8212; I liked the selection of artworks to choose from this year, all glassworks that would have looked quite at home in the DAI&amp;#8217;s glass gallery. Proceeds from Art Ball go toward helping buy an artwork that is selected by those in attendance, and while this will sound like carping (it&amp;#8217;s not, really), the safest piece usually gets chosen. This year, same thing. Oh well.

&amp;#8212; This year&amp;#8217;s dresses were cool. One lady had one that was covered with little one-inch-square mirrors that was a stunner. Neat. 

&amp;#8212; Always fun to see our very own Khalid Moss (religion writer for the DDN) playing piano in the cigar bar, and greeting people as they arrive with lovely jazz &amp;#8230; wouldn&amp;#8217;t be Art Ball without him.

&amp;#8212; Much fun, much dancing. The best place in town to see folks at their swanky finest. And it&amp;#8217;s the one event all year that truly makes the DAI feel like something more than a big cold building full of paintings &amp;#8212; that reminds us that indeed, it&amp;#8217;s a living, breathing part of the community that we can&amp;#8217;t do without.

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<title>The idiocy at Fox News continues...</title>

    

    


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<description>Hey, now, this is really nice stuff&amp;#8230; And people actually rely on that network, too&amp;#8230; Go figure....</description>
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Hey, now, this is really nice stuff&amp;#8230; And people actually rely on that network, too&amp;#8230; Go figure. 

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<title>DDN SHORT STORY/POETRY CONTEST WINNERS</title>

    

    


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<description>After many hours of reading, discussing and thinking it over, our staff judges have arrived at the winners for the 12th Annual Dayton Daily News Short Story and Poetry Contest. Winning poems and stories will be published in the Life...</description>
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After many hours of reading, discussing and thinking it over, our staff judges have arrived at the winners for the 12th Annual Dayton Daily News Short Story and Poetry Contest.

Winning poems and stories will be published in the Life section of the DDN next month, and also on DaytonDailyNews.com. 

We received more than 800 entries in this year&amp;#8217;s contest, from writers of all ages who live across the Miami Valley. Thanks to all for entering, and congratulations to our winners.

POETRY WINNERS, all ages
  To be published on Sunday, July 20

Ruth Ann Peck, adult, Dayton, &amp;#8220;The Silent Grass.&amp;#8221;

Josephine M. Jahoda, adult, Sidney, &amp;#8220;On Dying.&amp;#8221;

Shoval Mansoevitch, youth, Centerville, &amp;#8220;The Ocean.&amp;#8221;

Robert Miller, adult, New Carlisle, &amp;#8220;Death of a Church.&amp;#8221;

Paul Meyer, adult, Kettering, &amp;#8220;The Has Been.&amp;#8221;

Bradley Zynda, Teen, Springboro, &amp;#8220;World By the Numbers.&amp;#8221;

Bill Vernon, adult, Oakwood, &amp;#8220;In This Uncolored Picture.&amp;#8221;

Michael Eldridge, adult, Franklin, &amp;#8220;A Softness About You.&amp;#8221;

Barbara Astor, adult, Bellbrook, &amp;#8220;Taking Leave.&amp;#8221;

Susan M. Iwinski, adult, Kettering, &amp;#8220;A Tale Revisited&amp;#8221; and &amp;#8220;Honorable Mention.&amp;#8221;

John H. Chen, teen, Troy, &amp;#8220;Overpass.&amp;#8221;

Jen Talbott, teen, Jamestown, &amp;#8220;The rain falls lightly.&amp;#8221;

Anthony R. Fanning, adult, Dayton, &amp;#8220;The Boy and the Turtle.&amp;#8221;

Crystal Silver, adult, Eaton, &amp;#8220;September in Colorado.&amp;#8221;

Enoch R. Fannin, adult, Fairborn, &amp;#8220;Baton Girl.&amp;#8221;

Robert Flavin, adult, Kettering, &amp;#8220;Playing the Cards.&amp;#8221;

Heather VanHoose, teen, Kettering, &amp;#8220;Delirium.&amp;#8221;

Emily Reeve, youth, Dayton, &amp;#8220;Night Wish.&amp;#8221;

Christopher Menart, teen, Huber Heights, &amp;#8220;Every Single Darn Day.&amp;#8221;

Emily Nelson, teen, Springboro, &amp;#8220;My Life.&amp;#8221;

Mary Eisenhauer, youth, Kettering, &amp;#8220;If Anyone Asks.&amp;#8221;

Jake Pfahl, teen, Springboro, untitled.

Ishaan Sandhir, youth, Centerville, &amp;#8220;The Cicada Song.&amp;#8221;

Doug Edwards, teen, Dayton, &amp;#8220;Dust Storm.&amp;#8221;

Tyler Benedict, teen, Dayton, &amp;#8220;Reflections from a Balcony in Benares.&amp;#8221;

Emily E. Williams, youth, Vandalia, &amp;#8220;A Filthy Life.&amp;#8221;

Allison McFaddin, teen, Dayton, &amp;#8220;Spring.&amp;#8221;

Collen Kochensparger, teen, Centerville, &amp;#8220;Donut Haiku.&amp;#8221;

Mary Mykytka, youth, Kettering, &amp;#8220;Cannot.&amp;#8221;

Herbert Jerry Baker, adult, Fairborn, &amp;#8220;Hank.&amp;#8221;

Jerry Wayne Snowden, adult, London, &amp;#8220;This Too Shall Pass.&amp;#8221;

YOUTH SHORT STORY WINNERS
  To be published on Monday, July 21

First place: Katlyn King, Xenia, &amp;#8220;My Tough Life as a Geeky Singing Girl.&amp;#8221;

Second place: Maria Bete, Beavercreek, &amp;#8220;The Christmas Bet.&amp;#8221;

Third Place: Annie Noelker, Farmersville, &amp;#8220;Dancer With Cancer.&amp;#8221;

Honorable mentions: Emily Albrecht, Yellow Springs, &amp;#8220;The Toe Jam Monster&amp;#8221;; Dale Livingston, West Carrollton, &amp;#8220;The Runaway Meatball.&amp;#8221;

  TEEN SHORT STORY WINNERS
To be published on Tuesday, July 22

First place: Francesca Snyder, Dayton, &amp;#8220;Once Called McMahon&amp;#8217;s Pub.&amp;#8221;

Second place: Sara Raasch, Sidney, &amp;#8220;On a Holocaust.&amp;#8221;

Third place (tie): Annie Scott, Dayton, &amp;#8220;Radio&amp;#8221; and Emily Mueller, Xenia, &amp;#8220;Kodak Moment.&amp;#8221;

Honorable mentions: Liz Martino, Springboro, &amp;#8220;The Search&amp;#8221;; Cesira Miconi, Tipp City, &amp;#8220;All Alone Until 1968&amp;#8221;; Allison Reeve, Dayton, &amp;#8220;Moonlit Abeyance&amp;#8221;; Kathy S. Chavez, Greenville, &amp;#8220;Salsa for Everyone.&amp;#8221; 

ADULT SHORT STORY WINNERS
 To be published on Wednesday, July 23

First place: Ed Davis, Yellow Springs, &amp;#8220;Two Kings.&amp;#8221;

Second place: Sue L. Curtis, Troy, &amp;#8220;Any Difference At All.&amp;#8221;

Third place (tie): Terry L. Pellman, Sidney, &amp;#8220;Minding the Store&amp;#8221;; Celia Elliott, Centerville, &amp;#8220;Depression.&amp;#8221;

Honorable mentions: Beth Sears, Covington, &amp;#8220;Grandma&amp;#8217;s Tale&amp;#8221;; Kent Krogman, Rockford, &amp;#8220;You Got a Bugatti&amp;#8221;;Steven Saus, Dayton, &amp;#8220;Last Dance&amp;#8221;; Ruth Ann Peck, Dayton, &amp;#8220;Reunion&amp;#8221;; Donna Hrkman, Dayton, &amp;#8220;The End.&amp;#8221;

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<title>Drunk on art? Heck, why not?</title>

    

    


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What if you could create an art book that didn&amp;#8217;t have any rules? Or that slammed together any and all artworks from all through history that you liked, but which may or may not relate to each other in the ways that art books usually sort out such things?

Well, you might have something like this. See what you think, from this review. Sounds like something I want to read&amp;#8230;. 

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<title>Pop culture driving into the sunset?</title>

    

    


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Remember the Beach Boys singing about that T-Bird that got taken away? Or Steve Miller crooning about his &amp;#8220;Mercury Blues.&amp;#8221; How he was gonna buy him a Mer&amp;#8217;cree and &amp;#8220;cruuuhoohuuuuse up &amp;#8216;n&amp;#8217; down this road&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221; 

I remember Queen rocking out to &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m In Love With My Car.&amp;#8221; I remember Gary Numan&amp;#8217;s weird, chilly take on driving, going on about &amp;#8220;here in my car, I feel safest of all&amp;#8230;.&amp;#8221; Any early-techno fans out there remember zoning out to Kraftwerk&amp;#8217;s &amp;#8220;Autobahn&amp;#8221;? And how many  singers took us down Route 66?

The Eagles ran down the road to loosen their load, while Tracy Chapman&amp;#8217;s &amp;#8220;Fast Car&amp;#8221; let you think you could leave your problems behind. Foghat took us on a fizzy &amp;#8220;Slow Ride.&amp;#8221; And didn&amp;#8217;t the Beatles perfectly personify the way we once equated driving with self-control, when &amp;#8220;Baby, you can drive my car&amp;#8221; became the best lyric ever for revving up a hot romance?

Were we ever without car songs? Wasn&amp;#8217;t rock &amp;#8216;n&amp;#8217; roll hatched in the back seat of a &amp;#8216;57 Chevy at about 85 mph?

Mind you, I don&amp;#8217;t mean to indulge in pointless nostalgic reverie here. But a funny thing happened while I was out jogging the other day while my iPod filled my ears with Bruce Springsteen&amp;#8217;s &amp;#8220;Racing In the Street,&amp;#8221; and I trotted past a common sight these days: A gas-station sign with that magic $4-a-gallon figure on it. And suddenly, a song I had always liked changed on me in an instant.

A lot of Bruce&amp;#8217;s old songs still speak to me. The one in question  resonated as a cautionary tale about failing to grow past the vanities and destructive passions of youth, as the guy in the song verges on losing his wife because she&amp;#8217;s tired of his pointless, macho street races.

But suddenly, I thought: Man, you can&amp;#8217;t afford to drive that way any more. The air went out of the song. It went from realistic and meaningful to quaint and antiquated.

Baby, drive my car, indeed. A lot has been written and said about the economic impact of soaring fuel prices, and we all know there&amp;#8217;s more to come. But there will be changes, too, in our art, in our movies, in our TV shows, in our songs &amp;#8212; in all the things that remind us of who we are. At least since the 1950s, pop culture in America has been car culture. They have been inseparable and intertwined, as we equated the delirious joys of cruising with our notions of what was cool, fun and free.

And that will fall by the wayside, if it hasn&amp;#8217;t already.

And it was fueled by cheap, cheap gas. Police departments are suddenly cutting back on patrols to save money; what would that do to the   car chases in &amp;#8220;The French Connection&amp;#8221; or &amp;#8220;Bullitt&amp;#8221;? I can&amp;#8217;t picture Steve McQueen in a Kia, or Gene Hackman in a Civic.

What if Bruce Springsteen were just getting started today? No other singer I can think of so closely associated himself with car imagery.  &amp;#8220;Thunder Road.&amp;#8221; &amp;#8220;Born to Run.&amp;#8221; &amp;#8220;Ramrod.&amp;#8221; &amp;#8220;State Trooper.&amp;#8221; &amp;#8220;Cadillac Ranch.&amp;#8221; Dozens of great songs that today, he probably wouldn&amp;#8217;t, or couldn&amp;#8217;t, write, or at least not the same way.

And that&amp;#8217;s too bad &amp;#8212; because those songs defined their era, and our responses to it. The car was an image that mattered. And when one of your culture&amp;#8217;s most important, sturdy icons finally &amp;#8212; well, runs out of gas &amp;#8212; how will that change the way your culture thinks of and portrays itself?

I don&amp;#8217;t know yet. But I&amp;#8217;m guessing whatever comes next sure won&amp;#8217;t be as much fun.

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