In case you haven’t noticed, our fair city has been taken over by a bunch of folksy oldsters in town for the Americana Music Festival and Conference — which is why (unless you’re Michelle and a diehard Jayhawks fan) you don’t recognize 90% of the bands playing Mercy Lounge this weekend. The thing about the AMA’s annual shindig is that everybody who’s connected to that world already knows about it and bought their wristbands on expense accounts months ago.

But! Here’s something you should know: Grimey’s and The Basement are taking the occasion to once again throw one of their big backyard parties featuring bands, beer and almost assuredly other things that start with “B.” Some of our local faves in the Americana world will be on deck to play — including Glossary and Nikki Lane, along with DJs from the dearly departed WRVU. Perhaps most importantly, however, Calfkiller will be on hand to pour you some of the best beer Middle Tennessee has to offer. We’re not messing around here, they rule and the only place you can get it is Frugal McDougal’s (and sometimes 12 South Taproom).

Festivities start at 11:00 a.m. Mas Tacos will be there as well, so bring cash:

11:00-12:00 DJ Record Wranglers
12:00-12:20 David Olney
12:20-12:40 Amy Speace
12:40-1:00 Derek Hoke
1:00-1:15 DJ Randy of the Hipbilly Jamboree
1:15-1:45 Glossary
1:45-2:00 DJ Randy of the Hipbilly Jamboree
2:00-2:30 Paul Burch
2:30-2:45 DJ Heather Lose of the Honky Tonk Jukebox
2:45-3:05 Low Volts
3:05-3:20 DJ Heather Lose of the Honky Tonk Jukebox
3:20-3:50 Hymn for Her
3:50-4:00 DJ Pete Wilson of Nashville Jumps!
4:00-4:30 Nikki Lane
4:30-4:45 DJ Pete Wilson of Nashville Jumps!
4:45-5:15 Shivering Timbers
5:15-6:00 Wagons

What, you didn’t get your fill of borderline repulsive combinations of sausage and things that shouldn’t go on sausage at Oktoberfest?

Though we personally shudder at the thought of sauerkraut and bro-dudes in lederhosen doing the chicken dance, we can totally get behind the regular Oktoberfest vendors and pure hot dog absurdity. The Dog of Nashville is like Oktoberfest all year long, except without giant beers! You know what makes us love them more? When they’re giving us free food, courtesy of ScoutMob. In case you’re unfamiliar with Belcourt Avenue’s finest hot doggery, we can assure you that you are missing out, and uh, probably in way better health than us.

BUT WE DON’T EVEN CARE! These guys not only do terrifying and delicious things like deep fry hot dogs and cover them in Buffalo sauce and bleu cheese (or bacon and eggs, if you’re that kind of guy/gal), but they also offer killer classics like authentic Chicago style dogs and a serious cheese coney.

Here’s how you can get one free “Top Dog” of your very own:
1) Download the free Scoutmob app on your iPhone.
2) After sifting through all of those distracting Nashville area deals (don’t mind if we do, Green Wagon and Goodbuy Girls!) load The Dog’s coupon.
3) Order your dog, then awkwardly show the nice girl at the counter the coupon on your iPhone, weirdo. May we reccomend the Y’all Dog?
4) Eat the shit out of that hot dog. You just got free food! And you didn’t even have to do anything degrading to earn it!

If you don’t have an iPhone, you can print out the offer or have them text it to your dumb phone. An Android app is likely in existence too, for Googlites.

In any case, this is only going down until October 16th, so take advantage while you can. It’s just one deal per person and works for any specialty dog on the menu, except the Italian Beef. We hit them up yesterday on our lunch break and they were slammed, but we promise the line is worth it. You got this, guys.

We’re not going to bury the lede here: we won a Best of Nashville award! In the “Best of Nashville 2011” issue of Nashville Scene (which hit newsstands this morning), Dixie Downturn was named “Best Local Website for Living on the Cheap” by the esteemed alternative weekly.

First off, thank you. We do this blog for the fun of it and are absolutely thrilled that anybody reads it, much less thinks highly enough of it to consider it the best of anything. When we first sat down over two-for-one beers at 3 Crow to hash out our plans for Dixie Downturn more than a year ago, we never expected to be honored with anything. So. Thanks. We try our best to provide y’all with blog posts that we would like to read and we hope that you’re as entertained by our antics as we are.

But enough of the past!

We’ll continue to bring you Urban Art Crawl, happy hour reviews, and more descents into Nashville’s finest (in a manner of speaking) opportunities for keeping yourself entertained in between minimum wage shifts at The Great Escape. We’ve got big plans, you guys. Big plans that may involve these contextless keywords: dorkumentaries, drag queen bingo, ghost tours.

Thanks again,

So, look. We haven’t exactly had the greatest experiences at Grimey’s record signing sessions. The time that Elvis Costello signed our name wrong on a copy of Momofuku that we didn’t really want comes to mind (maybe he was telling us to change our name to something cooler). Also: the out-of-focus photo of us with David Byrne, taken by a dude in line behind us who was apparently way more interested in the couple making out behind us than the international rock star and professional Talking Head. It was kind of a bummer!

But! You guys! Stephen Malkmus!

Malkmus, the indie rock godhead that put out some of the genre’s most influential albums as the frontman of Pavement (not that we need to tell you that), will be on-hand at Grimey’s tomorrow at 3 p.m. to sign whatever you put in front of his face. Your OG vinyl pressing of Slanted & Enchanted? A brand new copy of Stephen Malkmus and the Jicks’ latest? Your copy of the Space Ghost DVDs with their episode on it (see above)? Your forehead? It’s all game! Except maybe the forehead thing. YMMV.

We’ve all been there. You move to a new place and swear up and down that you don’t need the Internet and are finally going to break it’s icy digital grasp on your soul by not hooking up Comcast. Four hours later, you’re driving the streets with your laptop out, hoping to pick up a Wi-Fi connection to retweet a video of corgis on a treadmill.

That kind of desperation inspired us to put together a map of every business with a free wireless connection that we could think of. Every coffee shop, bar, restaurant, gas station and tattoo parlor with an unsecured Linksys router, broadcasting to the heavens.

Along with locations, many of the pinpoints on the map include the cheapest purchasable item in the place (that isn’t like “plain black coffee”) so that you’re not technically in violation of theft of services. Don’t thieve services, you guys! That ends poorly! We also offer special tips and if you’d be look upon as a weirdo for bringing your laptop there. Hint: Don’t bring your laptop to McDonalds.

Obviously, a list of this type is bound to be incomplete. We, of course, welcome any additions, corrections or suggestions.

David Bowie is pretty much the best. Can we all agree on that? Good. We’re not sure what it is about the Thin White Duke, but every time he pops up in a movie, no matter how dumb we think it might be up until that point, we’re down forever. Labyrinth? Brilliant! His brief cameo in Twin Peaks: Fire Walk with Me? Amazing! His appearance in The Prestige as Nikola Tesla? Whoever made that inspired casting decision deserves all the Oscars. Tonight at 7 p.m. (or dusk, if you will), The Belcourt will present a free screening of Bowie’s Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders From Mars: The Motion Picture outside of Fannie’s House of Music in Five Points.

Ziggy Stardust is a concert movie/documentary chronicling the final appearance of Bowie’s Ziggy Stardust character in concert in 1973. If you’re a Bowie fan and haven’t seen this somewhat obscure film (it was quicky cast into the shadows after its release due to Bowie’s identity change away from glam rock and business troubles with his management company), you owe it to yourself to roll down to East Nashville for the free screening.

Yelp will be on hand with free popcorn and swag, if you’re interested in that sort of thing. And, while you’re at it, consider going to other events during the nD Festival, so that the Belcourt will keep being awesome.

Well, friends, we can hardly believe it but a full year has passed since our first post, way back on September 20, 2010. Since then, we’ve plotted the ideal drinking course for the Art Crawl, enjoyed (in a manner of speaking) Four Loko, taught you about why you shouldn’t eat vegetable plates given to you by strange homeless men, and brought you all manner of stories from the trenches of broke-ass East Nashville.

Obviously we have to celebrate, right? Cancel your Halloween plans, y’all, because we’ve got your night locked up:

Spooky, scary! That’s right, we’re trying our hand at another 8 Off 8th. You might recall the last one going off very well for a modest amount of people (we’ll always miss you, Heartbeater), but this show is poised to blow every 8 Off 8th from the past year out of the water. We’re coming for you, Road to Bonnaroo! In any case, you can look forward to seeing the following bands on Halloween:

There’s still one more band to be announced, but we’re too excited to hold off any longer. We’re still putting together the finer points but you’d better believe that this is going to be the place to be on October 31. Even if you’re going to Pretty Lights, that shit’s probably gonna be over at like 11 anyway! Come party, come dressed up. Who knows, you might even win something.

Ah, the mystical land of Clarksville! Land of the free and home of Gomer Pyle, the founder of Piggly Wiggly and a bunch of wars or something! Perhaps more importantly (to us, anyway), it’s also the home of one of our localish blog faves. ClarksvilleWTF is a hilariously ruthless internet mecca of rural Tennessee mug shots and frightening fast food. They’re like the internet little brothers we’ve always wanted, guys! Even though, technically they predate us by like six months.

Anyway! Unfortunately for them, we’re totally creepin’ on their territory with this Person of Craigslist: a beautifully constructed original poem… all the way from the depths of the Clarksville personals section. SORRY, DUDES! It was too good to pass up. She’s just lookin’ for a real man, ya’ll. A real man. Nothin’ but a real man. Enjoy this piece of versification, friends.

Person of Craigslist: A Poet. Or a songstress. We are, at the moment, very unsure.

Category: W4RealMen

Who Is She:

Real woman seeks real man – 47 (TN)

Are there any real men out there?  The old fashioned man who holds the door?
Are there any Christian men who loves God and country from shore to shore?  Are there any real men out there who honors parents and pays their tithes?
A man with a firm hand shake and can look at people square in the eyes.  No not a boy who thinks he’s a man because he shaves and misbehaves.
.No sir,  Not a punk lookin for a good time but a man lovin life cause he is mine.
I’m lookin for a real man… a real man.  Thank you nothin but a real man.
I want a man who is true and honest and kind and tender hearted.
May be the back side of 40 but we found each other and life just started . .yeah that kind of man..a real man.
Sharin a pew,  cookin some stew, watchin a movie,  music that’s groovy, eatin popcorn,  glad that you were born,
 washin the cars, lookin at stars,  makin love in the middle of the night,  makin up after a fight
folding the clothes,  love that shows,  spooning to sweet sleep,  is this too deep?
A real man, eyes full of trust and love..looking out beyond himself and up above
Lookin for a real man.
Conclusion: Attention men and women of Earth who did relatively well in their high school creative writing classes: nobody wants to read your poetry! Maybe that’s a little harsh. As poem gnomes ourselves, we enjoy a bit of poetry here and there, but rarely from our friends and never from out significant others. Unless we’re dating published poets, then it’s pretty rad. However, that is almost never the case.
There’s a correlation between how crazy a person is and how soon in your relationship your SO wants to bust out the poems — you could make a Demetri Martin style chart about it. Unless you’re Bethany Cosentino, rhyming lazy with crazy and hazy, you cannot get away with poetry crimes as egregious as these. Rhyming “pew” with “stew”? Spew.
We’re pretty sure we got a poem like this once. We were in high school, it was written on black paper in silver ink and we took a different bus to avoid the poet for an entire month.

Although we’ve personally never understood the massive hype behind Girls, the Christopher Owens-led S.F. indie rock band, we guess they’re still a thing and if there’s anything we’re good at it’s pointing out things. The band released their second record (which is supposedly good, if overhyped by all of the usual suspects) earlier this week and are hitting Mercy Lounge on Friday, but before that show they’ll be playing an intimate in-store at Grimey’s. Y’all know the deal here. Get there early, get a good spot, right? Well, not quite.

In order to stem the kind of madness that comes from a popular band playing in a tiny record store, Grimey’s is offering diehard attendees wristbands in exchange for purchasing the new Girls record. If you have a wristband, you get in before all the curious chumps looking for a free show. By all means, you’re welcome to not buy the record and hope for the best, but if you don’t, there’s a strong chance you’ll be left out in the cold. This is a band that managed to score above a 9.0 on Pitchfork, people! That’s like blood in the water for hipsters! (Also, hipsters must constantly move forward or else they will die. Fact.)

We would strongly recommend buying the record if you’re a Girls superfan. Today, perhaps, as time is rapidly ticking away. Otherwise, if you’re curious AND lazy, you’ll be able to watch the show on streaming video from the comfort of your couch. Alternatively, you’ll be able to hear it sometime in the near future when the performance is put on vinyl. Just navigate to at 5 p.m. when this business is scheduled to go down.

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@MouthTapedShut and its associated website are apparently viral marketing schemes by the David Fincher remake of The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, that Swedish mystery novel your mom read and has been pushing on you for months. We’re not sure what’s in store for RTers on Thursday, but if you want to get some viral marketing rocketed right into your face, boy does this seem like an excellent opportunity! Hopefully it doesn’t involve razors being put in mouths. That is not something we can get behind.