Entertainment

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.

The ladies-lounge chairs are exact replicas of those in the throne room of King Tut’s tomb. You’ve probably taken such details of the Fox Theatre for granted, but won’t after signing up a guided tour.

In the predawn hours of July 5, 1985, in the eighteenth inning of a twice-rain-delayed game against the Mets, an unassuming Braves relief pitcher named Rick Camp smacked a two-out solo home run to send the game into the nineteenth.

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.

If you’ve got small kids, we don’t need to sell you on the marvels of Zoo Atlanta and the Georgia Aquarium.

Back in September 2011, we boldly declared Atlanta the zombie capital of America, and we’re not backing down from that assertion.

You can tour historic homes in Atlanta’s first “suburb,” take in bands, and see local art, but the real highlight 
is Saturday’s parade, complete with 
an attorney drill team, the Seed & Feed Marching Abominable, and the Trash Queen.

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.