


Yesterday my advanced palate and I were interviewed about hot dogs for a column in Atlanta Intown, a monthly newspaper.
Weird? Maybe, but after I had my professional say about ice cream last month (third column, fifth row), I can see why they wanted me back.
Anyway, while we were grilling hot dogs in Piedmont Park, who strolls up but none other than Mr. William King, guitarist and trumpet guy for the Commodores.
This got me thinking.
Who should headline our annual fundraising concert?
Last year we had the League of Decency, a legendary Atlanta cover band that can really boogie. Near the end of the evening, the covered “Brick House” and things went, well, bananas. Was this some sort of sign that we should have the Commodores play “Brick House” the next year?
I can’t say.
Either way, if you’ve got requests for who should headline our concert, fire away.
Factors include–(a) how much it costs; (b) if the neighborhood can get down with it; (c) will folks drive here to see it; (d) if I like them or not; (e) do they bring the funk?
Comments: 7Lain and I have forgotten a whole slew of things in the last few days, namely a camera (3 times), its cord, and even, in Lain’s case, which date he should fly to Chicago for a friend’s wedding.
However, after 6 long days, we have finally managed to get our acts together- well, I have, at least.
I am thus proud to present the pictures from Saturday’s spectacular concert at the Wren’s Nest. I will do my best to present them chronologically, but, let’s be honest- it’s not like you can tell the difference. Onwards!

Just when you thought we couldn’t get any fancier, we went ahead and got FLUSH port-a-potties. Man, we are the wave of the future.

The League of Decency, the fantastic entertainment for the evening, sets up. That’s a lot of cords. Good thing we now have outdoor electricity like big kids! Booyah!

The guests arrive! And sit! And mingle! And eat! And enjoy the music! Note: doesn’t the lawn look great? Yeah, I think so too.

The delicious spread from Low Country Barbecue. The fences are to keep the riff-raff out.

If I were referring to people specifically by how you could find them on the interweb, I would now say hello to Asian Cajuns and Georgia Center for the Book. A touch impersonal, admittedly.

Pictures are allegedly worth 1000 words, but if I were to sum up, I would go with “What a great time we’re having!”

I can’t tell if our Board member, Handy, is enjoying the concert or his company more. Does it matter? Answer: no.

I like to think these folks are dancing to “Mustang Sally”, one of the League’s more indecent numbers and, coincidentally, my mother’s favorite song.

Jeri, one of the Wren’s Nest docents, brings out the hot apple cider as the night begins to wind down. News flash: cider is delicious.

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So now we have two major successes under our belt: the concert at the Wren’s Nest, which was totally awesome, and the blog about the concert at the Wren’s Nest, which is… here. We are on a roll now, I tell you what.
One last note, totally unrelated: today is the glorious anniversary of the day Blogger Emeritus and former WNI Carson Amelia was thrust into the cruel world. Happy Birthday, Carson!

We miss you here at the nest and, speaking for myself, in every other facet of life.
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Here is a snippet of the conversation Lain and I had as we drove to the Wren’s Nest this morning: “Oh man, Thermos is the best name EVER.” For a person, that is.
There were no hearty soups to enjoy later in the day, nor coffee to transport, so why were we discussing the magnitude of the word/name “Thermos”?

Because, of course, Thermos Greenwood and the Colored People is the name of a band fronted by Tommy Dean, who is of course the current frontman for the League of Decency, which is of course the band who will be playing at the eagerly awaited and rapidly approaching Wren’s Nest Concert. Of course.
That’s them, above. Clever, eh?
Naturally, this was not the last time “Thermos” came up in the day’s conversations.* Somewhere between lunch at Thumbs Up Diner and telling Imani that Bugs Bunny is Brer Rabbit’s brother, Lain stumbled upon this awesome site.
With pictures from legendary concerts - 1971 was a good time to be a rock and roll fan in Georgia, thank you Allman Brothers - and testimonials to boot, it’s worth a look.

(This is what Abernathy Blvd. is going to look like on October 6th.)
Also, if you’re me, it a great way to wallow in the pain of being born approximately 30 years too late. Thanks a lot, mom.
*Remember when I said this site brought upon a second “Thermos”-inspired batch of excitement? A Brer Rabbit t-shirt awaits the first person who can figure out why. All the clues are at your well-linked fingertips!
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