Last week a little dose of relief came to the city’s art lovers and critics, as the National Gallery of Art announced they’ve filled the position to head up their department of modern art, vacant for around six months now. Harry Cooper comes to the NGA from the Harvard University Art Museums, and Washington City Paper’s Jeffry Cudlin does a good job putting it in perspective. In other museum news, camera-in-cell-phone technology is officially history….

“The trouble with radicals,” goes a quote widely attributed to early 20th century economist Thomas Nixon Carver, “is that they only read radical literature, and the trouble with conservatives is that they don’t read anything.” That both sides of the political spectrum have proven that to be a lie will be apparent tomorrow tonight at the Trover Shop on Capitol Hill, which is hosting The Hill’s Sixth Annual Political Book Fair. Participating authors include current…

This week, Phillyist saw the waters of a landmark fountain run red for a Showtime marketing stunt, the Phils pull ahead, and some serious nostalgia. They also got a chance to review an awesome tribute album, reminded folks to see the King, and appreciated their beautiful skyline. Chicagoist knows what it’s like to like the Cubs. But naming your kid Wrigley Fields? At least they can breathe a little easier now that Grossman’s out and…

Renee Stout, a very cool D.C. resident and assemblage artist, has a new collection of works on view at Hemphill Fine Arts — Journal: Book One. Walking into this cabinet of curiosity, you are greeted by a large, accurately painted advertisement for the corner psychic. By putting on the airs of alter ego Fatima Mayfield, Stout is able to role play as a fictitious herbalist/fortuneteller who enters the arena of the shadowy and strange….

Seattlest has a talk with the photographer from last week’s “Segway Mom” and then experiences some dissension in the ranks over the question of wine vs. beer. It’s not West Side Story, but about as close as they’ll get. They’re also still waiting on some inbox relief after a spammer is arrested. As Chicagoist counts down the days to its third anniversary party, they found all-organic pizza to be underwhelming amidst the hoopla, tried…

“Before there was Harlem, there was U Street,” and before there was national Prohibition, there was the Sheppard Act. Passed by a Congress intent on making the District of Columbia a beacon of temperance for the saloon-soaked nation, the Sheppard Act closed Washington’s four breweries and nearly three hundred licensed liquor establishments on November 1, 1917—two years before it outlawed the sale of alcohol in the rest of the country. Congressman Morris Sheppard successfully had…

By now it is Chamber of Commerce cliché to write of “U Street’s revitalization.” Most residents have read the historical postings along U Street NW and know, by way of slogan at least, that “before Harlem, there was U Street.” At the height of Washington’s segregated past, a few decades after segregation was imposed by Congress against the will of a vocal many white and black District residents, U Street NW was the city’s celebrated…

Most Washingtonians are accustomed to participating in guided tours only when entertaining out of town guests. We all know we’ll have to trek out to the monuments with family and friends at least a few times a year, so being a tourist in our own city voluntarily at other times might not sound terribly appealing. But try not to think of the tours being offered in this coming weekend’s WalkingTown DC, a series of 60…

In the recent incarnation now playing at the Folger Theatre, the Classical Theatre of Harlem has managed to inject King Lear with a sort of Bacchanalian ferocity. This is a very physical production of the Shakespearean tragedy, and the intensity serves the work well. It also means we have moments, like when Gloucester is blinded by the treacherous Cornwall, where we actually see the villan squeeze the man’s eyeballs until they burst, squirting juices towards…

FRIDAY: >> James Wong Howe’s 1954 film Go, Man, Go! is a fictionalized account of the Harlem Globetrotters story, starring Sidney Poitier, Dane Clark and some of the original Globetrotters. And we don’t know about you guys, but we’re just never bored watching those guys do things with a basketball that seem to defy the laws of physics. Plus there’s a love story, and who couldn’t use a little more love? A free showing has…