The Arkansas Razorbacks basketball team played #6 Louisville, Kentucky and won!
The McCoy family commemorates a grateful Thanksgiving 2025.
An unusual and fascinating art exhibition slated for Dreamland Ballroom.
It’s a slow process, but we’re making real progress on my new cocktail and coffee bar, Kerry Lou’s LLC, soon to be doing business as The Dreamland Lounge. Yes, after filing the original paperwork with the Secretary of State’s office, I decided to simplify the name of the restaurant/bar from Kerry Lou’s to Dreamland Lounge. It’s a stretch but the new name still keeps the “LOU” in “Lounge” preserving my previously-wanted nod to my mother, who named me.
When my neighborhood was full of young adults with kids, we really blew it out for Halloween. It was a grand affair. Husband Grady provided a hayride down the street and hordes of kids trick-or-treated for candy while the adults trick-or-treated for adult beverages. It was FUN!
… they don’t make a desk big enough.
You don’t have to be Mexican to celebrate Cinco De Mayo or Catholic to enjoy Mardi Gras. Same goes for the Lenten season that began this week on Ash Wednesday and goes ‘til Easter.
Watching the Grammy’s is an easy way to keep music relevant. But a few years ago, when Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion performed WAP, complete with a stripper pole and a big bed, and Sam Smith came in a red dress, I thought I may quit watching. Now, I am far from being a prude; I cuss like a sailor, have lived a women-libbers life, have lots of gay people in my family, and I do understand art is provocative and I appreciate that. But maybe, because of my age, this year’s awards show was getting too raunchy and political for my prime-time music tastes …
The social juxtaposition of my time in Miami and my life in Little Rock is glaring. In Miami, I feel almost alone in a crowd. I know no one. On those days when I don’t feel like putting on my makeup, or “dropping out” as we used to say, it can be nice …
Men can’t pick up. I’m not talking about picking up girls, games, or friends that need a ride home from the bar; I’m talking about stuff around the house.
I thought it gloomy when my mother once told a younger me, “We’re not meant to be happy all the time, so be grateful and enjoy the happiness, when you are.” I now understand what she meant; life is just a series of peaks and valleys.
It has been a couple of months since Grady’s dad fell ill. As anyone who has been through a similar situation can tell you, there is a feeling of helplessness and a silent indicator of stress that creeps into your body’s muscles. For most people, the tenseness is in their neck, back, or shoulders, but not Grady.
I’ve long been a believer in the power of saying “Yes.” So, that’s what I did when my neighbor walked by my house recently, on a beautiful, crisp morning, and asked me if his son, Nick Shoulders, could perform on the steps of my big front porch.
Good news has happened again for our non-profit, Friends Of Dreamland (FOD). Shortly after the coronavirus outbreak, while we were all still trying to get our footing and wondering what was going to happen to our world and our jobs, Friends of Dreamland got some great news.
Recently, Channel 11 did a week-long feature on Little Rock’s R&B legacy. The 5-part series included an interview with my son, Matthew Savage McCoy, director of the Friends of Dreamland, about the musical heritage of the Dreamland Ballroom.


