Channel 3 beat you to the punchline...last night...
LLAMA ON THE LAM...DE TAIL'S AT 'LEVEN...
Chuckles the Clown
Back in the Nineties and Aughts, my wife had relatives...distant cousins...who lived there. It was still classy then. But they were fairly old and the noise from the ballpark...the fireworks going off...bothered them. So they moved out to one of the outer city neighborhoods...it was West Park, I believe. Or it might have been on the Gold Coast in Lakewood. Can't recall anymore.
They said they needed more peace and quiet. I can't ask their opinion on Reserve Square because the conversation would be a trifle one-sided, as they are both dead.
Isn't that problem park right across the street? The one where folks stayed outside making noise until the wee hours, despite city ordinances? What ever happened with all that?
A high-rise slum with a rowdy park nearby...if downtown Cleveland still has designs of being like Brooklyn or Manhattan or inner-city Chicago, we are certainly well on the way. Wonder who's paying whom to turn a blind eye and a deaf ear to all this nonsense?
Chuckles the Clown
Homa Bash is stunning. As an on-air reporter, I won't bash Homa...she was no better and no worse than the hordes of female reporters that suddenly show up on TV newscasts here and then shuffle off to Buffalo or Miami or Denver or wherever...usually someplace bigger. Just like going from Single-A ball to AA and then Triple-A.
Face it, although we are still in the Top 20 TV markets, Cleveland is barely holding a spot in the Top 50 largest cities anymore. So they come here from the boonies and get a tryout locally, and then either move up or move on. But the tryouts seem to be shorter and shorter...days or weeks or months, at most.
I hardly can keep score of who's arrived here and who's left, because they shuttle in and out so quickly as to seem to be generic and interchangeable talking heads...
Not Homa Bash, though. She stood out...for her gorgeousnessness, if nothing else. She was lovely to look at. That alone will make sure she is missed. Cheekbones to die for!
She probably won't miss standing out on an overpass in February, though, and having to inform viewers that snow is white, cold, and wet. I doubt if they stand outside in Tex-ass and tell viewers that it's 102 in the shade again.
Chuckles the Clown
This is a tragic misappropriation of the most valuable hospitality space in the city. I do wish the operators and employees well, but to the planners: What were you thinking? Corporate Mexican food? No perch and walleye? No Captain Franks? I think money was shaking the brains during this decision process.
The mall is a huge part of the museum, and it's the elephant in the gallery. Every time I have to walk through it, I feel like I'm late for my plane.
Sure, I'd like to see the CMA finish on top in a national poll, but this is the only way I can pay them back for what they took away from me and my wife and many other like-minded (as in nostalgic for food, jazz, water, sky, and trees) Clevelanders.
Therefore, I will continue to vote for other venues.
Kinda feels like the election we are currently facing in another couple of months. Voting against something, rather than actually voting for something else. I will at least keep my votes in Ohio...and .vote early and often for the Air Force Museum.
Chuckles the Clown
Bring back Bobby Kimball!
The original line-up was a who's who of top session musicians from the best recording studios in Los Angeles. And though numerous rock journalists seemingly stood in line for a turn to ravage the band, the cutting-edge production and songwriting on "Toto IV" - released in April 1982 - helped define the final decade in the platinum era of FM radio.
Whats with the firestorm??
Would have been nice if you listed the restaurant closings instead of immediately pivoting to yourself. But whatever I guess.
This will sound like nitpicking, but it hasn't been over 25 years since Toto played in Cleveland. They played Peabody's in June 1993. Point made, though, it's been a very long time.
"When my husband and I first had our son, we didn’t realize that becoming parents meant that we would need to now pay $40 in order to go anywhere without our son. "
Are you willfully ignorant or just stupid? Who doesn't realize when they have kids that they have to hire a babysitter and that they have to pay that babysitter and that unless you're a REAL asshole, you have to pay them minimum wage?
Man, this news sucks.
Am I the only person who actually still likes this restaurant?
Great article. When I was out west in California, they all thought I was from Canada...lol! I admit, I do hear some of the phonetic mishaps that comprise the "Cleveland Accent," but not from everyone here. Just listen to Lebron James. Never once have I heard him c-yeahn-dee.
I worked in the hotel biz for 17 years and listened closely to people's dialect, cadence, tempo and patterns trying to figure out where they are from and many times practice and learn their language. We all have our accents. Hell, if someone were to actually speak the King's English, we'd say they have an accent.
Twenty years ago I was in Phoenix and told my friend I couldn't find my chapstick. Her cousin overheard and mocked 'chaaapstick'. I thought 'whatever'. Two years ago I was in Homer, Alaska with boyfriend. Guy asked me how I knew about 'this bar'. I told him our whale watching captain told us about it. 'Caaaptain!' he exclaimed. ' I haven't heard that accent in years!'. Year later I was in Palm Springs, about to ride the tram with my guy up 8000 feet to top of the mountain. I told him 'I should've brought my pants--it's gonna be cold up there!' Guy in line asked where we were from, he couldn't 'place the accent'. Funny thing is, my guy and I are both born/raised in Lakewood, but neither time was his accent commented upon. Finally, we saw 'The Bronze' this year. My guy said 'You sound just like Hope: Paaants! Caaaptain!' I said 'No I don't!' But maybe I do...just a little. Excellent article. Thanks. Angela. (Pronounced AN -jeh-luh).
Does this mean "Applause" on WVIZ-Ch. 25 (PBS) will also be toast?
My wife loves that show, so much that I record it for her when we aren't home or are out of town...so we can see it later. You can find out about a lot of events that aren't covered elsewhere.
If "Applause" goes away, she will be really bummed.
Chuckles the Clown
the accent is changing. a guy in a gas station on Denison referred to it has "half-hillbilly, half-ebonics"
Nice way to degrade my sister gabrielle, and when she went "mia" she was actually in the icu on life support for 1.5 years because of the psychopath Jimmy.. Who bluntly beat her in the back of the head with a cell phone.. Then layed her out to she on the highway to die.. Yes the allegations are wrong because when your a prisoner to your husband what else do you do... My sister is now 24 had a beautiful baby boy and changed her life because James almost took it away from her because of the situations. It is sick how you put your false information together.
Paul Stanley and Gene Simmons may have perfected the Mike Love model for the aging, iconic rock band - forget the studio, dismiss any creative ideas and stay on the road with set-lists pulled from the dozen years when Jimmy Carter and Ronald Reagan had keys to the White House......it remains pure gold, so don't ruin a good thing.
I'm surprised that no one has mentioned the great "A" versus "E" aspect of the Cleveland dialect. I grew up here, and I also remember being taught at a young age that we had no accent. But as I travelled more and more, I came up realize that it most certainly exists.
Yet I don't notice that "cat" and "cot" mixup as much as the article suggests. Rather I think the most discernible thing about our accent is that we often turn short e's into long a's. And this is most noticeable in how many of us say the man's name Aaron versus how we say the woman's name Erin, which is to say that we pronounce them virtually identically. Much of the rest of the country pronounces each name the way it's spelled, with Erin sounding almost like "Ehrin" and Aaron sounding "Aaron" or "Airon." Yet Clevelanders typically pronounce both names as the male "Aaron" and think nothing of it.
I mentioned this to a local girl named Erin just a couple weeks ago. And when I pointed out that her name is in fact spelled Erin, and thus is pronounced "Ehrin" by much of the country, she got a bit confused and then defensive. She said "Ewww, that's not my name. That's gross! My name (which she pronounced Airon) is cute!" It took all of my strength not to burst into laughter.
We do the same with other similar sounding words too. So we often pronounce any type of berry such as a strawberry as "strawbarry." It's that "eh" sound turning almost into an "ā" sound that truly sticks out to me as the "Cleveland accent" more and more as the years go by.
I thought those were funny as hell lmao
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