Oh great, another opinion article about the fucking Milwaukee flag! Well, not exactly. At this point, I'm sure whatever thoughts and feelings I could write about the latest (and seemingly most organized) effort...
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Milwaukee's East Side is changing. Though the historic neighborhood is becoming cluttered with cookie cutter apartment complexes, rent is on the rise, and chain restaurants continue to move it, a few bus...
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A growing (yet still rarely followed) tenet of internet culture is that you should avoid spreading articles you don't like on social media. A comically oblivious article can generate more traffic through...
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In A-side/B-side, two Milwaukee Record writers tackle various city issues in an informal, crosstalk style. Insults are hurled, feelings are hurt, and everyone learns something in the end. Maybe.
Matt ...
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You find yourself backstage at a play, moments before your entrance, unable to remember your lines. A creeping wave of terror washes over you. Oh god, what am I doing here? What is this? I'm doomed. Mayb...
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It's happened to all of us: You're staring off into space, alone, tired, afraid, wondering if the Miller Park roof will be open for the day's big game. A quick peek outside tells you the weather is certa...
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The guy from Smash Mouth once famously said, "Somebody once told me the world was gonna troll me." At least I think that's how the lyric went. Was it "roll"? I know it was something like that, but who ca...
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There was a moment, about six minutes into Bubba Sparxxx’s 45-minute set at the City Lounge in Cudahy on Saturday, that I realized I was not going to be capable of writing the article you might expect to...
Your own office parties can carry an air of forced interaction. Attending someone else's office get-together removes one layer of humanity from this equation and in its place slaps on all the enjoyment of apply...
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Back in 2012, Historic Milwaukee and the Pabst Theater staged an event called "Envisioning The Seen," a roundtable discussion featuring a group of local movers and shakers pondering the future of Milwauk...
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Excluding my dumb food- or drinking-related cries for help and whatever bullshit points I try to make on our podcast, I usually make a concerted effort to keep my personal life far away from this website...
Tucked away in a far-off corner of the cavernous Shops of Grand Avenue, above the T.J. Maxx and facing the second-story Chase Bank skywalk, is a barbershop called Shear Perfection. Floor-to-ceiling windows reve...
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The official flag of Milwaukee was adopted 61 years ago, in 1955. Efforts to redesign the flag—a flag haphazardly stuffed with barley stalks, boats, and something that looks like a UFO—have been going on...
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Late last week, Milwaukee Journal Sentinel business reporter Tom Daykin broke the news that The Spot 4MKE, a highly touted "placemaking" project from Creative Alliance Milwaukee, had been put on "indefin...
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Imagine Kraftwerk played by a kindergartener. Imagine a John Carpenter soundtrack piped through a Commodore 64. Imagine Daniel Johnston getting ahold of a busted synth and trying to sell you a couch and ...
This article was originally published in 2016.
Leap Year. Due to an oversight in the Gregorian calendar thousands of years ago, Western civilization is still granted a 29th day in February once every four ye...
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The Milwaukee area has been graced by the opening of two grocery stores in little more than a week with the mammoth (and initially controversial) Metro Market opening on Oakland Ave. in Shorewood, and Wh...
Last week, I was shown a photograph of Marilyn Monroe reading James Joyce's Ulysses. She is near the end, seemingly lost in Molly Bloom's punctuation-less, sensual reverie, immersed in the flows and throes ...
Before we begin, let me say that however you're feeling about seeing what could be considered a "parenting column" in the pages of Milwaukee Record, I'm with you. If you're delighted, I'm with you. If you'r...
Editor's note: The following piece originally appeared on brettnewski.com as "Why Shaquille O'Neal hates me."
I was 13. We were on a family trip to Los Angeles to visit my Uncle Marcus. At the time, L.A....