Entertainment

There’s a reason Lips Down on Dixie doesn’t hold its midnight screenings of The Rocky Horror Picture Show at the Fox.

The annual book fest makes me so proud to be an Atlantan. A quarter of a million folks come together over Labor Day weekend for the AJC Decatur Book Festival to hear from renowned authors—and enjoy local musicians, craft beers, cooking demos, a children’s parade, poetry slams.

Encountering vibrant murals throughout intown neighborhoods has been a happy surprise in recent years. But to really understand the magnitude of the Living Walls project that pairs local and international artists with brick and concrete canvases, set out on a quest to find as many 
as you can.

Atlanta’s venerable blues joint is named for one legend (Blind Willie McTell) and is the best place to see another: Francine Reed, whose soulful voice, feisty wisecracks, and dance-inducing songs mesh perfectly with the intimate dive bar’s New Orleans–inspired atmosphere.

Spring fever is never lost on the wily comedians of Georgia Shakespeare when the company breaks out of its Oglethorpe campus confines to play at Piedmont Park.

To hear Akbar Imhotep, one of the rotating storytellers here, weave a Brer Rabbit tale is to witness a maestro preserving an almost lost art form.

You don’t have to go to New York for adventurous drama. The Alliance Theatre and True Colors Theatre regularly stage brand-new works, U.S. premieres, or reinvented classics.

“It’s like an adult Disney ride,” says Audrey. I’ve taken my girlfriend here, 723 feet above Peachtree, to show her Atlanta looks pretty from up high.

The bonding that goes on during the Create-A-
Puppet workshops held after certain Center for Puppetry Arts performances is more about parent-and-child than glue–and–cutout shapes.