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Casey Phillips

Stories by Casey

Murder by crossbow? Rapping dogs? Love at first sandwich?

To quote the late, great Phil Lynott: “The boys are back in town again.”

Dear Universe, You’ve messed up my order. I specifically requested no Adam Lambert in my Queen. I’d like to take this up with management.

In 2010, Matt Downer dreamed of organizing a festival that would serve as a historic throwback to when Chattanooga was positioned smack dab at the center of the old-time musical universe.

As a student at Rhodes College in Memphis, Dick Lindeman's trim, 6-foot-2-inch frame was a valued asset to the basketball, baseball and football teams.

Bay City Rollers. Mark Knopfler. The Proclaimers. KT Tunstall. Paolo Nutini. Snow Patrol. Never mind the bagpipes — or Susan Boyle — pop and rock musicians of every stripe have long been one of Scotland’s greatest cultural exports.

After suffering through a particularly bad day, most people want nothing more than to go home, kick off their shoes and let an adult beverage or two wash away their frustration. Blake Callahan just goes mental.

Today, there are Internet-connected refrigerators and smartphones exponentially more powerful than the Apollo Guidance Computer and robots humming around apartments vacuuming up fugitive Cheetos.

For the last three years, the Road to Nightfall has brought together dozens of local bands to vie for the affection of the community and a headlining spot during the summer concert series.

With spring on the horizon, some people’s mental cogs might be turning over the need to box up the quilts and sweaters, their hands itching to brandish a cloth and assault winter’s last dusty vestiges.

The thick haze that cloaked downtown Chattanooga and some surrounding areas Friday came from controlled burns in nearby counties, according to the Hamilton County Air Pollution Control Bureau and Georgia Forestry Commission.

The thick haze in downtown Chattanooga is coming from nearby counties, according to the Hamilton County Air Pollution Control Bureau and Georgia Forestry Commission.

Maybe it's because I love "The Hunger Games" or because I'm innately competitive, but I'm a sucker for a battle royale, which is why I'm stoked about the fourth Road to Nightfall kicking off next week at Rhythm & Brews.

When Annie Sellick talks about why she sings swing jazz music, pretty much the only thing that can trip her up is searching for the right word to express her enthusiasm for the genre.

A handful of people making a difference on a grand scale is usually the kind of plot twist reserved for the silver screen, but last year, one local teacher and a few dozen students helped buck a national trend.

Video gamers often complain that publishers rely too much on releasing annual entries in established franchises that are safe-sells rather than taking a risk on new ideas. This spring, however, the oncoming breeze promises to be a bit less stale.

With his cave-deep vocals, locomotive rhythm and an outlaw attitude that flicked a middle finger at the mainstream, Johnny Cash won his way into the ranks of elite musicians whose work and influence long outlast their death.

Starting Friday, the Con Nooga multifandom convention will celebrate its eighth year as a gathering point for Wookie lovers and would-be wizards throughout the region.

Striking out on her own has been a hugely liberating experience for banjo player and singer/songwriter Cia Cherryholmes.

Economic alchemy is the only way to describe it.

To some, the empty lots and dilapidated factories that dot Chattanooga are unwelcome reminders of the Dynamo of Dixie days, industrial blemishes marring the Gig City’s gleaming surface.

Don't be fooled by the saccharine greeting cards. Try not to seek wisdom in a bag of candy hearts. Whatever messages Valentine's Day is trying to sell, romance isn't just holding hands and declaring one's love from rooftops.

Sometimes the recognition a band receives at an awards show can seem almost prophetic when viewed in retrospect.

Two weeks ago, I wrote that I was staggeringly underwhelmed by what I described as yet another crop of predictable headliner announcements for this year's Riverbend Festival.

Forget hard to find. Sometimes, the quest for one’s fated partner can feel like trying to lasso a greased unicorn. For some, despite years of waiting and hoping, it never happens.

If the dog world has a black sheep, it is undeniably the pit bull.

Last week, Spotify notified me that I had a new user following one of my playlists. At first, my heart leapt, but when I glanced at the size of my audience, it plummeted back to the warm, sloshy pit of my stomach.

Last October, NASA announced that after 36 years of travel, the Voyager 1 probe had left the solar system and become the first man-made object to reach interstellar space.

If it weren't for Facebook CEO Mark Zuckerberg, Travis Kilgore wouldn't have met his wife, Heather.

A 30-year veteran of comic collecting and selling, Harper, 52, stores an inventory of 16,000 to 20,000 at his home in Paducah, Ky. The showpiece items, such as No. 1 issues of "Batman" and "Captain America," are kept in his office. Run-of-the-mill, low-value books end up in the garage.

When it comes to their phones, Americans are only a little less rigidly divided along party lines than Congress.

Every year, it begins with denial, and it ends — grudgingly — with acceptance.

With its monumentally successful fourth album in 1971, Led Zeppelin all but defined the sound of '70s hard rock.

To music lovers in the '90s who appreciated a bit of insight into popular bands' creative processes, there were few series as beloved as VH1's "Storytellers" and MTV's "MTV Unplugged."

Last December, a little over a month after his 81st birthday, James Graham died in a Nashville hospital after a long struggle with lymphoma. But when his granddaughter Hayley Graham logs onto Facebook, it's like he's still around.

As much time as I spend with my attention firmly fixed on the future and all things forthcoming -- video games, movies, gadgets -- I do relish any opportunity to pivot sharply on my heel and pay homage to the past.

A tight musical turning radius. Rock-solid chemistry. A secret language onstage.By Casey Phillips

There are few events in Chattanooga, or elsewhere, at which the phrase "of course there will be robot battles" generally won't even elicit a raised eyebrow.

"Tbl brings 8 mo. old. It cries. Diners mad. Tell ppl no kids? Subject diners 2crying? Ppl take infants 2 plays? Concerts? Hate saying no, but."

If they were to suddenly find themselves transported 100,000 years into the past, Whiskers and Rover would probably be confounded by their ancestors' eating habits.

Ruth Glover has curated the University of Tennessee at Chattanooga’s Cress Gallery for about 15 years and, as she sifts every December through the submissions to the annual student art exhibition, she’s consistently taken aback by the strength of the art program.

In 4.5 seconds, a driver with his foot to the floor in a Ferrari 512 won’t have accelerated to 60 miles per hour; a penny dropped from the top of the Empire State Building will still be hundreds of feet off the ground.

When it comes to musical homages, few bands pose as monumental a challenge to emulate accurately as Pink Floyd, but a Queen tribute is hardly a walk in the park.

When it comes to entertainment in Chattanooga, the first few weeks of the year historically have been a bit lifeless, but the times they are a-changin'.

When it comes to the state of his career, Of Montreal lead singer Kevin Barnes doesn’t mince words.

To some parents, putting a hammer in a child's hands sounds like the prelude to a destructive nightmare, but if they are properly supervised, helping youngsters learn to use tools safely has its upside.

Bubble gum. Sugary. Popcorn. Danceable. There are many words people use to describe pop music, but every once in a while, a song climbs the charts whose underlying message belies its upbeat trappings.

For about a decade, Beatles tribute artist Abbey Road Live! has performed note-for-note Fab Four covers several times a year at Rhythm & Brews. On Saturday, Jan. 11, the musicians are changing things up with their first show at Track 29.

Last year, local bluesman Lon Eldridge released an album with harmonicist Ed Huey, embarked on a five-week European tour, began studying gypsy jazz guitar and founded a new swing band, the 9th Street Stompers.

Bubble gum. Sugary. Popcorn. Danceable. There are many words people use to describe pop music, but every once in a while, a song climbs the charts whose underlying message belies its upbeat trappings.

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