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Mark Mulcahy Takes “Possum” For A Spin

by Karen Ponzio | Jun 26, 2017 7:31 am | Comments (2)

Mulcahy. Mark Mulcahy strummed his guitar on the stage of Lyric Hall on Thursday, midway through a string of older songs after performing his new album, The Possum in the Driveway, in its entirety.

“What else?” he asked the band around him. Someone in the audience shouted a request.

“Not that what else,” he said. “Don’t yell out songs” he said, in a soft and kindly manner, “because the band might not know them and then they’ll feel bad…. If you went to someone’s house and they offered you apple pie, you wouldn’t yell out ‘cherry pie’, would you?”

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Cinema Gets Strange At Lyric Hall

by Karen Ponzio | Jun 19, 2017 12:23 pm

Karen Ponzio photo Alex Dakoulas, owner of Strange Ways in Westville, had been enjoying the weekly underground movies being shown at Lyric Hall on Whalley Avenue, down the street from his own shop every Tuesday. Coincidentally, Dakoulas had begun holding Flair Fair, a market for vendors of pins, patches, and other wearable art, in Lyric Hall.

So he approached Joe Fay, the curator of Lyric Hall’s film series, with the hope that they could “combine our powers” and “get people together for a unique event” — to not only shop, but to also see, as Fay put it, “slightly offbeat films.”

Thus, Strange Cinema was born.

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Harp, Paca Portray 2 New Havens

by Christopher Peak | Jun 16, 2017 8:15 am | Comments (39)

Christopher Peak Photos In Mayor Toni Harp’s New Haven, violent crime has fallen nearly 75 percent in six years. In challenger Marcus Paca’s New Haven, bullets still fly in struggling neighborhoods, with victims shot “even in their own homes.”

Young people are flocking downtown for walkable living and a startup-friendly culture, in Harp’s city. In Paca’s, economic development hasn’t touched the Westville, Grand Avenue or the Dixwell main drags.

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Much Ado About Much At Mauro-Sheridan

by Allan Appel | Jun 8, 2017 12:05 pm

The Mauro-Sheridan Interdistrict Magnet School has one of the coolest science and technology-themed programs in town, complete with partnerships with spacemen and competitive robotics clubs.

An increasingly poorly kept secret is the growing prowess of its long-standing Shakespeare reading groups, which have led to The Mauro-Sheridan Shakespeare players’ annual production of a Bard play.

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Ladybugs Invade Westville

by Hailey Fuchs | Jun 6, 2017 11:53 am

Hailey Fuchs (photo) Alice McGill carefully placed squirmy ladybugs, which she thought were “pretty cool,” on the flowers in the garden of the Mitchell branch library. She helds out her hand as to present the red ladybug for a photo. Then, when she lifted her hands, Alice squealed in surprise as the bug took flight.

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Psychedelic Rockers Tip Hat To Sgt. Pepper

by Brian Slattery | Jun 5, 2017 7:42 am | Comments (1)

The theater space at Lyric Hall was only a quarter full when the Jellyshirts were ready to play. Through the doorway to the hall, the bar, and the front of the building, voices trickled, a sign that the people who’d come to hear the music didn’t know it was starting.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we are the Jellyshirts,” said vocalist and guitarist Bret Logan. With a quick signal to the rest of the band — Nick Appleby on bass and Scott McDonald on drums — the began to play. And the people came from the rest of the building to listen.

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Many A Mile To Freedom

by Lucy Gellman | Jun 1, 2017 2:00 pm | Comments (3)

Lucy Gellman Photo One recent morning Katie Kowalski was helping get people with disabilities back on bicycles. She had her hands midway up my right calf, working it into a black attachment that was half-bike, half-ankle foot orthotic. She tightened a gear with a blue-headed wrench, then secured velcro straps and double-checked my helmet. With her nod of approval, I hit the pedals hard and headed onto a path at Edgewood Park.

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