By Chuck Crowder Checking out the summer schedule of Riverfront Nights, I see all kinds of incredibly famous acts. Prince (thought he was dead?), Fleetwood Mac (didn’t they break up?), Van Halen (with David Lee Roth!), Lynyrd Skynyrd (plane crash?), and Journey!?!—Wow! Then I popped over to The Signal’s website—The Iron Maidens (are girls?), School…

By Chuck Crowder Just recently, on a Tuesday, I was asked to do something “next Thursday.” It was an important event, so I wanted to clarify. “Do you mean this Thursday, or next Thursday?” Of course they meant the Thursday nine days from now, but I felt my question was valid just the same. Here’s…

By Chuck Crowder Spain won the World Cup 2026! And normally, this wouldn’t be such big news around the Noog—except for one little detail. Chattanooga served as the Team Base Camp for Spain leading up to the start of the FIFA brackets. Unless you’ve been living under a rock for the past two months, you’ll…

by Chuck Crowder There’s nothing worse than looking in the rearview mirror at the sight of a massive grill barreling down the road towards you at an obnoxious rate of speed. Why? Because you know exactly what it is—a big dumb truck. You know the breed. Usually a Ford, Chevy, Dodge, or other pick-up truck…

By Chuck Crowder This July 4th, we all celebrate the 250th anniversary of our nation’s founding. And that’s about the only thing that unites us right now. You see, as if we didn’t need anything else dividing America, there are, in fact TWO separate “official” celebrations taking place. First, there is “America 250,” which is…

I recently noticed a hard spike in the number of “not from around here” folks jamming up my favorite neighborhood bar at any given time. Then I noticed some homemade signs posted around the place with curt phrases like “no ketchup” and “no fries—don’t ask.” Upon inquiring with my buddies who own the place, it…

By Chuck Crowder There’s not much I enjoy more than seeing live music. From the first shows I attended with my dad 40-odd years ago up to just last week, the experience of seeing my favorite artists perform the songs I love is invigorating. I just wish the crowd didn’t feel the need to belt…