Like the alkaline dust that coated lower Manhattan for months after the Twin Towers crumbled, the 1962 disaster at Orly Field near Paris hung in Atlanta’s atmosphere for years afterward. On June 3 of that year, a Boeing 707 carrying 106Atlantans—some of the city’s most passionate arts patrons, returning from an art tour of Europe—crashed on takeoff, killing everyone aboard except for two flight attendants. Gone were Atlanta’s cultural elite—its artists, collectors, and those who sustained the still-embryonic High Museum and its school, the Atlanta Art Institute.
Midtown's annual St. Patrick's Day Parade, the American Craft Show, and Graham Nash at City Winery.
Lin-Manuel Miranda’s Hamilton is finally coming to the Fox; participate in a weeklong celebration of two-wheelers at Atlanta Cycling Festival; and treat yourself to ”all-you-can-indulge” tasting sessions at Atlanta Food & Wine Festival.
Disco. Hipster. Kosher. Murder. Atlantans have a penchant for nicknaming their Kroger stores. That last moniker was bestowed on the Ponce de Leon Avenue location after a deadly 1991 shooting in its parking lot. The name has stuck; there’s even a Twitter handle.
Frankie Broyles and Philip Frobos of local indie band Omni delivers with a fidelity to the post-punk bands of the late ’70s and ’80s they loved, making them one of the city’s most successful bands.
Alongside the CSX rail line that winds from Avondale Estates to Decatur, a consortium of studios and galleries have banded together in the last few years to form the Rail Arts District. It all began in 2004, when Erik Haagensen and Luba Sharapan moved their MudFire Clayworks pottery studio from Brookhaven to Decatur; the latterR