Joseph Hudak has been a Nashville local since 2012, at the cusp of Music City’s renaissance. Prior to that, while based in Philadelphia, he logged five more years as a freelance writer covering the scene. Now senior editor at Rolling Stone Country, Rolling Stone‘s new country-music website, Joseph looks forward to watching the city continue its evolution. Here’s a look at Tennessee’s famous capital through his unique lens.
Nashville is My City
September is the best time to visit my city because the weather is still warm and the Americana Music Festival is underway.
You can see my city best from the Korean War Veterans Memorial Bridge, driving from East Nashville into downtown.
Grimey’s New & Preloved Music is the place to buy authentic, local souvenirs.
My city’s best museum is the Country Music Hall of Fame because it’s full of distinctly American artifacts, personalities, and music.
If there’s one thing you should know about getting around my city, it’s that it takes only 15 minutes to get anywhere. Honest.
The best place to spend time outdoors in my city is the Shelby Bottoms Greenway in East Nashville.
My city really knows how to celebrate the simple beauty of the tomato, as evidenced at East Nashville’s Tomato Arts Festival.
You can tell if someone is from my city if they’re kind, friendly, and genuinely interested in you as a person.
For a fancy night out…Casual reigns in Nashville.
My city is known for being the home of country music, but it’s really a rock and roll town with an accent.
The best outdoor market in my city is the Nashville Farmers’ Market.
To find out what’s going on at night and on the weekends, read the always sharp Nashville Scene.
To escape the crowds, I bike the abandoned Cornelia Fort Airpark.
If my city were a celebrity it’d be Marty Stuart, because it’s full of country music history and has a rhinestone sense of style.
The dish that represents my city best is “hot chicken,” and Yazoo’s Dos Perros beer is my city’s signature drink. Sample them at Hattie B’s Hot Chicken or Prince’s Hot Chicken, and outside on the patio at the Yazoo brewery.
The CMA Music Festival could only happen in my city.
In the spring you should enjoy the blooming flowers and trees, but take an allergy pill first.
In the summer you should make sure your air conditioning works.
In the fall you should drive out to Arrington Vineyards to enjoy the changing leaves with a glass of wine in your hand.
In the winter you should be thankful it never gets all that cold.
When I think about my city, the song that comes to mind is George Jones’ “Milwaukee, Here I Come.”
In 140 characters or less, the world should heart my city because it has become a true cultural hub of the South, welcoming all–even a Yankee like me.