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Dear Philadelphia:

It's nasty out, but don't let the weather keep you from exploring all that this city's artisans and art curators have to offer!

Even if it wasn’t one of your New Year’s resolutions, moving around is never a bad idea. One of the big problems we have is gym memberships can be expensive, and frankly we have such issues with commitment that getting locked into anything for a year is a frightening prospect. So we thought we’d look around for some cheap, noncommittal ways to get active; free is best, but the occasional class shouldn’t break the bank.

Fun around town, for $10 or less:

Fun around town, for $10 or less:

Walking down Broad Street to the Allegheny stop one evening, Phillyist was deep in conversation about the psychology of cities. Discussing the El, when it is actually an El, one person remarked “No wonder people get depressed in Kensington, they can’t see the sun!” Philadelphia based artist Edward Epstein might agree. His new site-specific installation, City Without Expressways, presented by InLiquid.com at the Crane Arts Building, looks at the ways in which the building of our beloved highways has affected the city and its dwellers. Specifically, he is concerned with how the reshaping of public space that happened with the construction of the Vine and Schuylkill Expressways and Interstate 95 has made many parts of Philadelphia “inhospitable to humans” and seems to indicate that we are more focused on the comfort of cars than people (the title of this post is his quote). This installation includes printed images on large canvas with transparencies, which allow the landscape to be changed and morphed to reflect overlays of memories and meaning. We were thinking he should tackle public transport next, but he’s already beaten us to it with his Means of Transport series of drawings. We’d like to know what he’d say about Kensington though.

Wherever you stand on the “Putting Christ Back in Christmas” issue, the simple fact of the matter is that I’m a Jew who loves Christmas. I can easily chalk that up to the fact that I’ve got a [lapsed] Catholic father, but in truth, my mom probably loves Christmas more than my father does. She’s the one who taught me all the Christmas carols.

I will admit that I am a faster walker than most. This fact can probably be attributed to two reasons: 1) the faithful consumption of four cans of Dr. Pepper per day and 2) a clear aversion to doing anything on my lunch break other than surfing the Internet and staining my khakis horrifically from my work desk. So maybe I am more inclined to see some Philadelphians’ funeral dirge-ian way of moving through the...

Fun around town, for $10 or less:

Over the weekend, I managed to find myself in more than a few pubic restrooms. Most public restrooms you'll see contain those large plastic toilet paper dispensers with the giant rolls of abrasive, rough toilet paper therein. But once in a while, you'll find yourself in a homier public bathroom that uses real toilet paper on the kind of holder you might find in your own personal bathroom.

Walking into the Wilma Theater's transformed auditorium, draped in white fabric with cardboard chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, all drawn aside and covered in artificial cobwebs, it's impossible not to feel completely immersed in the world of Peter Shaffer's , thanks equally to set designer Robert Pyzocha, costume designer Janus Stefanowicz, and lighting designer Jerold R. Forsyth. Soon enough, you'll discover that it's intentional: you feel a part of the play because you are. Antonio Salieri (Dean Nolen) will be addressing you this evening, invoking you, his visitors from the future, to bear witness to this, his final night. It's only fitting that you should be attending on his whims from within his decrepit home.

Walking to work through Love Park today, we noticed that the fountain was off and the water had been dyed a dark shade of red (as opposed to October/Breast Cancer Awareness Month pink). A few people were milling about, installing caution tape around the perimeter of the fountain. We decided to investigate.

All the way from Glasgow, UK, The Twilight Sad (myspace) bring their brand of loud guitar rock to Johnny Brenda’s tonight. With tracks like ‘Walking For Two Hours’ and ‘Talking With Fireworks/Here, It Never Snowed’ you’ll be taken down hallways hearing echoes of Explosions In The Sky and Mogwai (if either produced tracks with discernible lyrics).

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love

A short break later, Torn and co. took the stage. In all they played two pieces and an encore. When Torn described his sound as "schizophrenic," it wasn't an understatement. Armed with his guitar, a host of pedals, and some synthesizers, Torn directed the band in a meandering set. His ambient sounds, which came in blips, squeals, and waves, were the constant underneath Tom Rainey's thundering drums, Craig Taborn's idiosyncratic keyboard playing, Tim Berne's huge range of notes, and Michael Formanek's grounding bass.

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love

, I stopped at the light at 11th Street. There were two men across the street from me, who looked like they'd been in the same place for a while. One seemed considerably happier about this than the other.

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love...

A Quirky Column about Dog Walking Adventures in the City of Dog-Owning Love...