Knoxville Marathon 2013

Knoxville Marathon Start, April 2013

Knoxville Marathon Start, April 2013

It’s hard to know at the end of this week whether I should continue recounting last weekend or move the focus to the upcoming weekend. I’ll go with last weekend, but I must mention that this weekend is likely the biggest of the Dogwood Arts Festival, with the Arts and Crafts Festival on Market Square and throughout Krutch Park. The artisan works are phenomenal and the food tent, in which chefs prepare dishes with wine pairings, is one of my favorite single events of the year.

Mayor Rogero, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Mayor Rogero, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

American Flag on Clinch Avenue, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

American Flag on Clinch Avenue, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Arm Cyclists, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Arm Cyclists, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Still, I must give a nod to last weekend’s Knoxville Marathon which drew several thousand people. The race has grown to include a 5K, Half-Marathon, Marathon and Marathon Relay. Urban Son-in-Law backed off to the half-marathon this year and many Urban Friends ran various other races. I think one reason for the massive crowds last weekend was the marathon, as a number of people came in from out of town or simply stayed downtown to enjoy the other events going on.

Health and Fitness Expo, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Health and Fitness Expo, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Health and Fitness Expo, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Health and Fitness Expo, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Arm Cyclists2, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Arm Cyclists, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Arm Cyclists3, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Arm Cyclists, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

I love the fact that a fitness-based event has become so big in the city. It also works beautifully to have so many great activities downtown to greet any out-of-town visitors. There is no way someone visited the city last weekend, encountered the beautiful weather, pianos on the square, Chalk Walk, First Friday, Rhythm and Blooms and came away with anything other than a very positive impression of what is happening here. They also spent time and money in the Health and Fitness Expo on Saturday.

Knoxville Marathon Start, April 2013

Knoxville Marathon Start, April 2013

Knoxville Marathon Start, April 2013

Knoxville Marathon Start, April 2013

Knoxville Marathon Runner, April 2013

Knoxville Marathon Runner, April 2013

Knoxville Marathon Start, April 2013

Knoxville Marathon Start, April 2013

The starting line and staging area always attract me. Nerves jangle about at every turn, runners giddy with excitement warm up maybe a bit too much. Proud families wish their loved ones well. The mayor spoke at this year’s opening and the national anthem makes any sporting fan’s blood reach a quick boil of anticipation. Some are there to win, others to have fun and others simply to finish. Music pounds from a PA system as it will throughout the race as live bands play for the runners.

Entertainment on Market Square, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Entertainment on Market Square, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

John D. Cable and the Empty Bottle Band, Clinch and Locust, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

John D. Cable and the Empty Bottle Band, Clinch and Locust, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

I photographed eventual winner Wojciech KopecĀ (2:22:15) as he left the start line (red jersey above, number 2), but missed him at the twenty-five mile mark. I did catch Edward Tabut passing the UT Conference Center, heading into the final stretch. He was about three minutes behind first place. He also nearly left the course by not turning onto Locust, but a policeman yelled, pointed and Edward corrected his course.

Second Place Runner (No. 4), Mile Tweny-five, Knoxville Marathon 2013

Second Place Runner (No. 4), Edward Tabut, Mile Tweny-five, Knoxville Marathon 2013

Third Place Runner, Mile Twenty-four, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Third Place Runner, Bryan Morseman, Mile Twenty-four, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Fourth Place Runner, Mile Twenty-Three, Knoxville Marathon 2013

Fourth Place Runner, Stewart Ellington, Mile Twenty-Three, Knoxville Marathon 2013

Fifth Place Runner, Mile Twenty-four, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Fifth Place Runner, Abraham Kogo, Mile Twenty-four, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

About four minutes behind him was Bryan Moresman in third and I really felt for the next two guys as I photographed them leaving Market Square. They ran within steps of each other around the twenty-four mile mark and clearly, they would battle to the finish line. In the end, while Stewart Ellington (No. 6) lead by a few yards at that point, Abraham Kogo (No. 3) would pass him in the end to win fourth place. Two seconds separated them at the finish line. You can find complete results here.

Half-Marathon Medal, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Half-Marathon Medal, Knoxville Marathon, April 2013

Others would pass through downtown on into the afternoon. In fact, Urban Son-in-Law spotted a couple going through around 4:00, well after the official times have stopped. It reminds me of Cake’s awesome song, “The Distance.” All that matters at that point is finishing. And whether anyone else knows or acknowledges the fact, you know. It has to feel good. I never made it to the complete marathon and I admire those who do.

Market Square Farmers’ Market

Fresh Peppers at the Market Square Farmers’ Market

It’s getting late in the year and some time has passed since I’ve mentioned the Market Square Farmers’ Market. At the beginning of the season I mentioned the festive atmosphere and the fact that the market is so much more than just vegetables and crafts. That vibe has endured throughout the hot Knoxville summer. Most weeks feature more than one musical artist or band, one of which is usually the Old City Buskers, but I’ve heard saxophonists, fiddle players, drummers and even the odd bagpipe. Fresh, locally grown, flowers have always been a part of the market, but this year they’ve risen to prominence.

Young fiddle player/Scooter rider, Market Square Farmers’ Market

There is also a good quantity of food ready for consumption on the spot. Rick offers fresh breads and pastries. Others offer baked goods of various sorts. I bought apple cider for Urban Toddler last week. Cruise Farms offers ice cream and milk while Java steams coffee while you wait. Fresh squeezed lemonade and Mexican cokes are sold outside Steamboats. Of course, many of the fruits and vegetables can be consumed on the spot if you are so inclined. Urban Toddler ate about 2/3 of our pound of blue berries before we got back to the house.

Fresh greens, flowers and more, Market Square Farmers’ Market, Knoxville

As much as anything, I’ve enjoyed the slow-paced camaraderie of the market. Familiar faces, if not names, in every direction and trusted vendors who become conversational friends over the weeks. People watching is excellent. I particularly enjoy getting a cup of coffee or a coke and sitting outside Preservation Pub to watch the display of humanity flow past, not to mention canines, and there are plenty of those. It’s just about as satisfying a way to spend a Saturday morning as I can imagine. It certainly beats cutting the grass, which is what I would have been doing before I moved into the city.

A little bluegrass with your food, Market Square Farmers’ Market, Knoxville

As the Market winds down each year Urban Woman and I mourn the passing of our favorite vegetables. This year’s favorites have been the okra and peas. They are almost gone. I noticed that the corn was missing this last weekend. Goodbye, old friend. There is still plenty of lettuce along with tomatoes, peaches and a growing number of pumpkins.

Vegetables at the Market Square Farmers’ Market, Knoxville

Come get the great food while you can. It’s all grown fresh in east Tennessee just for your table. The market will go until November or so, but the vegetables won’t make it that long. I’m told the days of okra and peas are numbered. Why not come down this Saturday between 9:00 and 2:00 and see what it’s all about. You’ll be glad you did, but you have to come early if you want the best vegetables – I’ll beat you to them, otherwise.

Music in London and Paris

After that small diversion for food, how about we continue our August with a musical lift to our spirits?  Hopefully this is the month the sidewalks stop melting, air-quality alerts cease to depress us and Henley Street becomes a beautiful boulevard. OK, maybe two out of three. College football starts later this month, in any case, and some of us are happy about that.

Busker in Bath, England, June 2011

There is no way I could travel to London and Paris without having a few musical moments. That said, Urban Woman and I were exhausted at the end of every day from walking miles and generally navigating through situations and cultures of which we were basically ignorant, so clubbing didn’t quite have the appeal it might have had otherwise. I’m sure there are great, small musical venues in both cities, which remained completely off our radar.

Street Musicians on Montmatre, Paris

I’d hoped I might catch Bob Dylan in London, but my trip was a week too late for that. I didn’t have any realistic thought beyond that of seeing anyone of a big-star caliber. And I didn’t see a big star – but I heard one. On our first day in London, walking through Hyde Park I heard the strains of “Hey, Soul Sister.” At first I thought it was a really loud sound-system with a CD playing, but then, it had the quality of a live performance. I never saw them, but I confirmed later it was indeed Train giving a concert in the park. So, at least I can say I heard them.

Michele Anderson sings outside Harrod’s in London

Funky Brass Band plays on Montmartre, Paris

Both cities were teaming with buskers as is the case in most larger urban areas. Whereas the quality of the performances by Knoxville buskers and street performers ranges from weak to solid enough and occasionally very good, the range in London and Paris moved from very good to incredible. The most arresting of all the buskers we heard was just outside of Harrod’s department store. She was singing songs from Phantom of the Opera and other musicals and had a voice that would stop anyone on the street. Another great busking moment came when we found an entire brass band on Montmartre.

Two songs and table to table in Paris

The low point for busking is that it often takes the form of more of a scam at some street-side cafes. A busker will play for about five minutes, go to each table asking for money and then go to another restaurant. I always tip buskers in Knoxville if I listen to them while eating a meal and feel that they added to my dining experience. In Paris no one but tourists tip these guys. I did it once and learned from everyone else. It just felt like more of a shakedown.

Carnaby Street looking much more tame than its reputation, London

Royal Albert Hall, Lond, July 2011

There were certain musical landmarks I had in mind when planning the trip and some of them worked out while others didn’t and, of course, there were those I hadn’t thought of but stumbled upon. I’d planned to have my photo made crossing Abbey Road barefoot, but I never made it to that part of London. We did stumble onto Carnaby Street, previous home to punk rockers, though now it looks rather tame. Royal Albert Hall is included in any London tour and it is the center of legendary rock and roll performances by the biggest artists in music history.

Frederic Chopin’s grave in Pere Lachaise, Paris

Gioachino Rossini’s Grave at Pere Lachaise, Paris

In Paris, with one musical destination in mind, a great opportunity presented itself on a perfect Parisian Sunday afternoon. I visited Pere Lachaise, which is the most famous of all Parisian cemeteries and  probably the most famous in the world. While there I saw the graves of Chopin and Rossini (Knoxville tie-in with our festival :-) ). Those were pretty cool, but the one musical grave I came to view was a sixties icon. Unless you believe the conspiracy theories, Jim Morrison died in Paris July 3, 1971. I stood beside his grave on July 3, 2011. It was one of the two very moving experiences I would have in that graveyard. 

Jim Morrison’s Grave?, Pere Lachaise, Paris

Who knew a highlight of a city so filled with life could be found in a cemetery? I’ll write about my experiences, as well as a very interesting downtown cemetery in upcoming posts. Just consider yourself prepared a bit early for Halloween.

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High Art in the City: First Friday, Take Two

Pamela Neal creation, Emporium, Knoxville, April 2011

Every First Friday features art with a capital “A.” The Art Market features an artist each month and somehow I usually miss that, so I’m planning to put more effort into that next month. UT also has a studio on the 100 block of Gay Street and that is often interesting and sometimes the highlight of the night. Many of the shops around town focus on a local artist, so you never know what you might encounter when you enter their doors.

 I always make it to the Emporium to see their featured exhibition. Last month it was Keegan Luttrell and I felt she was one of the most creative people I’ve ever encountered. This month’s featured artist is Pamela Neal. Her art is billed as “abstract impressionism” and maybe that’s as close a description as any. There is clearly an abstract quality.
Often the themes are musical and guitars or pianos are never rendered precisely as most of us percieve them. The instruments become intertwined – much as their sounds do in a musical composition, and maybe that is the point. The subjects of the painting are never distilled quite to an expressionist level, though Pollock is hovering nearby. I also don’t get the gentle warmth of an impressionist piece. I think this art is more provocative. The colors alone are enough to arrest a viewers attention and then there are the rich textures. 

Pamela Neal, Emporium, Knoxville, April 2011

We were able to meet the artist (who also does pet portraits for you pet lovers) and found her to be warm and charming. If you follow the link above you can see more works as well as better representations of the works pictured on this blog. She does works for commission and many of her pieces sell for around $750 to $850. The display will be mounted for the month of April and additional works are on display at Blue Slip Winery. I’d really encourage you to find the time to examine the work for yourself.

Structure made by UT architectural students

I also stumbled into some architectural art of sorts at the UT architecture outpost at 500 S. Gay Street. A visiting architect had assisted students in  a group design project of sorts. If I understood correctly, it was a crash course, rapid fire design and construction that resulted in what you see in the pictures. Cloth, wood, rope, lights and even bicycles were incorporated. I’m not sure the pictures capture it and I know my words don’t. It’s just one example of something you have to be in the city and see for yourself to fully appreciate.

Architectural structure on Gay Street, Knoxville, April 2011

What’s that Sound in the Distance?

Have you ever had the experience of hearing music in the distance and realizing it isn’t your neighbor’s stereo or  a distant boombox, but real, honest to goodness music played by live musicians? What did you do? Did you wonder for a minute and then pick up where you left off with your previously interrupted activity? Are you like me, drawn to the siren sound and whatever fate it might present?

Marquette Marching Band outside the Crown Plaza Hotel, Knoxville, March 2011

The first time I remember the experience I must have been around fifteen years old, sitting outside in the darkness behind my home. I heard a haunting sound through the fog. A fender guitar called from the night and led me across a pasture and into the backyard of friends where I discovered the coolest guy I’d every met had just moved in from Germany, his hair falling across his waist as he played guitar, fronting a band comprised of some of my friends and belted out “Locomotive Breath.” I still can’t hear that song without thinking of that mystery-filled night.

A few years later it was the sounds of a band by a hotel pool in Fort Lauderdale during spring break. I hung out with the band and talked to the lead singer about who he had played with (Lynyrd Skynyrd before they were famous) and generally had a blast. Many years later I heard the distant sounds of live music and got in the car with my teenage daughter and drove until we found a fun cover band at someone’s wedding reception. We parked where we could see the band and listened until they stopped playing. From my home in downtown Knoxville I’ve listened to the distant sounds of music at festivals on the World’s Fair Park and the high octane volume of Sundown in the City.

Marquette Marching Band and Cheerleaders, Knoxville, March 2011

Recently, as I walked past the southern end of Market Square I heard music, once again. This isn’t rare between the buskers, The Square Room and bands playing in Preservation Pub. But this was different. This band had an unusual sound for the square – and they were no where to be seen. I followed my ears and crossed the square headed north. They weren’t around the corner on Wall Avenue. I climbed to the TVA plaza – nothing. I descended the steps on the other side and spotted the crowd.

Marquette Cheerleaders, Band and Mascot, Knoxville, March 2011

The Marquette Marching Band ripped through a dozen songs while waiting for their lady’s basketball team to emerge from the hotel. The mascot (a Golden Eagle) worked the crowd while the cheerleaders cheered. It was quite the festive scene. Admittedly it was tinged with sadness because, inevitably, like virtually every team before them who slips into Knoxville, the Lady Vols would send them home a little sadder for their journey. But this morning was about hope and possibility, faith and music on the street.

So, the next time you hear music in the distance, my suggestion is that you follow it wherever it may lead. I’ve never regretted it one time and I bet you won’t either.