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  • St. Louis’ Grandview Arcade Building Is Ready For a Makeover [PHOTOS]

    St. Louis’ Grandview Arcade Building Is Ready For a Makeover [PHOTOS]

    Located near the corner of South Grand and Gravois Avenue, the Grandview Arcade building has seen better days. Formerly the entrance to the Melba Theatre, the Grandview building once hosted popular retail shops but is now a space in need of more than a little T.L.C.
    Though some potential buyers might be turned off by the obvious issues on the surface, a true dreamer with a clear vision won’t be able to resist restoring this vintage gem.
    The 29,530 square foot building offers more than just a high-visibility retail spot — it also comes with stylish original details like a granite and terracotta exterior, a marble staircase, iron railings and terrazzo floors.
    For more information on this $500,000 property, visit the listing page or contact Tara Hacker of Garcia Realty at 314-320-0090.
    Photos by Garcia Properties https://garciaproperties.com/mo-real-estate/st-louis/3600-grand-mls-22007599

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  • Redneck Mardi Gras’ in Small-Town Illinois Is Something to See [PHOTOS]

    Redneck Mardi Gras’ in Small-Town Illinois Is Something to See [PHOTOS]

    Wordi Gras, the self proclaimed “Redneck Mardi Gras”, took place over the weekend in the small town of Worden, IL. Originating in 2006, Wordi Gras began after a group of friends had to cancel their plans of attending St. Louis’s own Mardi Gras event after poor winter weather hit the area. Undeterred from missing a Mardi Gras experience, the troupe of buddies called the only two bars in town, and asked the establishments to send their patrons outside. The collective of partying companions hopped in one red pick up truck, and drove back and forth between the two bars blaring music, and throwing beads to the delighted citizens of Worden. The friends decided to continue the tradition the following year, and their parade gained momentum. Each and every year the parade grows in size, and this weekend the town of 1,044 saw it’s population nearly double. Newlyweds Kayleigh & Joey Muyleart from Granite City, IL even made the parade their wedding reception after tying the knot that earlier that morning.
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  • The Internet Accused Her Of Murder. Now, Elizabeth Cooke Tells Her Story

    The Internet Accused Her Of Murder. Now, Elizabeth Cooke Tells Her Story

    Ryan Krull

    Elizabeth Cooke

    Around 10 p.m. on August 4, 2021, a St. Louis man named Jeff cracked open his bedroom window to smoke a joint. Looking outside onto his street in Marine Villa, he noticed his Jeep’s brake lights glowing in the dark.

    Someone was in his car.

    He hustled outside, filming on his phone. The Jeep’s driver-side door was open and the woman standing next to it wore a guilty look. A black mask covered her nose and mouth, and a ball cap sat backwards atop her head. Her eyes went wide with surprise.

    “What the fuck?” said Jeff.

    “My friend sent me over here and told me that I could use his car because my car broke down,” said the woman. “I’m so sorry, is this not my car?”

    Incredulous, Jeff looked down to see that a screwdriver, hammer and other tools he had stored in his Jeep were strewn about on the ground. “What is all this?”

    “These were all in here,” the woman replied.

    “Yeah, in my fucking car.”

    She walked around to the passenger side door, before beginning to open it. “My purse is in there,” she explained.

    “I don’t give a fuck!” Jeff erupted.

    After a brief confrontation that nearly turned physical, he let her have her purse, and she walked off into the night, muttering about how everything was a misunderstanding.

    Jeff went through the car to see if anything had been stolen. He found a bag with three orange pill bottles, including anti-anxiety medication. They were prescribed to someone named William Overturf.

    Jeff called the number beneath Overturf’s name. He told him the situation, and threatened to notify law enforcement. Overturf said he had just gotten out of prison and didn’t want anything to do with whatever was going on.

    “Anything that’s in there that’s mine you can have,” said Overturf, according to Jeff.

    Jeff asked him for the identity of the woman who tried to steal his car. Overturf said her name was Elizabeth Cooke.

    Thus began the saga of Elizabeth Cooke, which was in fact the woman’s real name. William Overturf is her real-life fiancé.

    Jeff, however, is not the real name of the man who caught Cooke in the act. He agreed to speak with the Riverfront Times only on the condition that we give him a pseudonym.

    In the coming months, the aftermath of this alleged attempted carjacking would turn Cooke’s life upside down, putting thousands of true-crime obsessives and would-be gumshoes on her tail, and propelling her from an impoverished petty criminal into a tabloid-style celebrity.

    It all happened because, when she left the scene, she forgot her smartphone.

    Jeff got the passcode from Overturf, the former said, and quickly accessed the phone’s contents. He couldn’t believe what he found. Beyond lurid messages relating to drugs and sex, it appeared to show evidence of a massive, St. Louis-based criminal ring.

    And so Jeff decided to seek vigilante justice. Over the next week and a half, he posted tons of content from 35-year-old Cooke’s phone onto the internet.

     

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    Hacking into Cooke’s Facebook account, Jeff posted the video he took of her trying to steal his car. Then he changed her account’s name to “Elizabeth Cooke (Car Thief).”

    Her new account description? “I steal cars.”

    He discovered messages on her phone relating to other stolen automobiles and began posting them on Nextdoor. He wanted to help those whose cars had been stolen get them back, he said.

    On Facebook, Jeff also posted one of Cooke’s private conversations with a meth dealer, one with a guy who seemed to fence stolen electronics, and one about a plan to break into storage lockers. Jeff further uploaded what appeared to be her web-browsing history, which included a video titled “How to hotwire a car quickly and easily!”

    Cooke’s Facebook friends numbered about 1,500 at that point, Jeff said. They began sharing her page, and it went viral.

    “So I started posting more and more,” Jeff says. (He notes that he didn’t post everything, however, and set photos of her young son to private.)

    After going through Cooke’s now-public messages, one woman recognized her husband’s missing Cadillac. “That’s my volvo!!” another woman posted, adding: “I called the cops immediately and the car came back FULL of cheap women’s flip flops!”

    Cooke’s actual friends had no idea what was going on. “Liz…What are you doing???!!!” one posted. “I cannot believe this is you! It’s very sad and I really hope you get your life together!”

    Jeff recorded Cooke’s screen as he scrolled through her archived messages. He posted the videos to YouTube, creating about two hours of content for anyone wanting an even deeper dive.

    Tens of thousands of people across the internet began tuning in, enthralled by this ultimate doxxing. At a time when St. Louis car robberies were rising — in 2021, some areas saw catalytic converter theft rise 300% — city residents cheered him on.

     

    Jeff - Ryan Krull

    Ryan Krull

    Jeff

    “Keep it up,” someone wrote to Jeff on Cooke’s Facebook page. “You’re a fucking hero.”

    People began posting Cooke-themed memes. There was Cooke stealing all of the copper from a construction site, and Cooke holding hands with Kid Rock. Someone made a mock movie poster of her in Ocean’s Eleven, and another of an imaginary film called House of a Thousand Key Fobs.

    Others in Cooke’s circle began gaining fame and infamy as well, including a friend who called herself “Gypsy Jen” and another dubbed the “Meth Magician.” The latter was given this sobriquet after followers of Cooke’s story uncovered his TikTok account, in which he performed magic tricks. (The “Meth” part came from his frequent references to “zips,” “ounces,” and “re-ups” in leaked text messages.)

    Around August 9, Cooke finally got wind of what was happening. “They’re posting everything,” someone texted her, on a different phone. “All your drug deals and all that shit.”

    “That was my personal life,” Cooke later tells me, angrily. “The whole world knows who I am.”

    And so Cooke decided she needed to get out of St. Louis. On August 10, she took off in a stolen car to see her fiancé Overturf, who was staying with his mother in western Illinois.

    But she never made it. When she pulled off Interstate 55, the car broke down. Someone called the police on the “suspicious vehicle” and Cooke was arrested — and charged with possession of a stolen vehicle, possession of methamphetamine and possession of burglary tools.

    But Cooke’s problems were just beginning. While all of this was happening, a growing cadre of internet detectives had come to the conclusion that she was guilty of a much more serious crime: murder.


    Elizabeth Cooke grew up in the Patch neighborhood in south St. Louis, as well as parts of St. Francois and Franklin counties in rural Missouri.

    “I consider myself half from the city, half from the country,” she says. “My family doesn’t do drugs. They don’t get in trouble. They work. They take care of their kids.”

    She describes herself as the black sheep, a troublemaker out of step with her more straight-laced family members. (Considering her affinity for tie-dye, however, she prefers “rainbow sheep.”)

    Information about Cooke’s young adult life is hard to come by, but by 2017 she was spending significant time at regional music festivals. At the Astral Valley Art Park, an  Ozarks events space with psychedelic art displays, she met a friend named Abby, who asked the Riverfront Times not to print her last name.

    According to Abby, she and Cooke shared dark pasts, having each experienced abuse and addiction. Their troubled backgrounds helped them bond immediately.

    “Elizabeth offered me a place to stay rent free till I could find a job,” Abby said, adding that Cooke also offered to host her daughter. She added that Cooke often spoke about opening a crisis center and safe house, to help women start over.

    Without Cooke, she “would have ended up … either dead because of an OD or worse,” Abby says. “This girl can be so charming, so uplifting. She shines when people need her.”

    This description stands in stark contrast to the persona portrayed on Cooke’s hacked Facebook page. Indeed, in the years following her music festival job, Cooke’s life began coming apart. A friend named Leslie Stevenson said Cooke eked out an existence dumpster diving, doing what she could to turn other people’s trash into a living.

    Tony Callesis, the manager of the Storage of America facility in Dutchtown where Cooke stashed many of her dumpster finds, said he once looked out the back window of his south-city apartment to see Cooke putting on goggles and a helmet with a light affixed to it — like a coal miner. She proceeded to throw herself into his alley’s dumpster, and then closed the lid.


    According to Cooke, in May 2020, she began staying at the St. Louis Eco Village, a north-city hippie-style commune that also serves as a nonprofit providing unhoused people with access to showers, meals and other essentials. Eco Village also operates an Airbnb to help fund their work.

     

    Yvonne "Jazz" Berry - Theo Welling

    Theo Welling

    Yvonne “Jazz” Berry

    According to Yvonne “Jazz” Berry, who runs the Eco Village, Cooke rented the Airbnb for three weeks in November 2020, but afterwards refused to leave, citing squatter’s rights. (To the Riverfront Times, Cooke denied this, saying she moved in months before that, never mentioned squatter’s rights and that in lieu of rent she donated items she’d salvaged from dumpsters.)

    According to Berry, around Christmas that year a 62-year-old man named Bobby Phillips arrived at Eco Village, along with another man. They had both recently gotten out of prison, and participated in the nonprofit’s food share and used the shower.

    “It’s the middle of winter,” Berry recalls telling them. “Yeah, you guys can crash on the couch.”

    Cooke says she met Phillips when her friends brought him along dumpster diving. Another night, she came back to Eco Village and found him sitting alone in a cold, dark room. She gave him blankets and food.

    The pair began to bond; he appears to have tried to impress the younger woman by claiming money was coming his way. Cooke says that, around Christmas, Phillips told her he was going to include her in his will.

    “[H]e made me … executor of estates and power of attorney,” Cooke wrote, in a leaked message. “He left me a lawsuit worth $1.7 million it just hasn’t settled yet.”

    On January 1, 2021, Phillips died from cardiovascular disease exacerbated by methamphetamine, according to the St. Louis City Medical Examiner.

    Cooke’s involvement, if any, was not immediately clear. Later that day, Cooke filmed a video of herself discussing Phillips. In it, she wore a T-shirt with astral designs. Behind her were piles of clothes and a giant white teddy bear.

    Phillips endured childhood abuse, Cooke says in the video, before spending decades in prison. There he learned how to read and write, and studied law.

    “[Phillips] pulled my heartstrings,” she says.

    Seven months later, when Jeff began sorting through the contents of Cooke’s phone, he found the video as well as photos of other items belonging to Phillips, including his social security card, his birth certificate, his ID, documents signing over Phillips’ power of attorney to Cooke, and documents naming Cooke as the sole beneficiary in Phillips’ will.

    Jeff posted them all, and soon received a message from a man named Mike Clingman, claiming that around Christmas Cooke and others gave “an old guy” a “hot shot” of drugs. Cooke was under the impression the man had money, said Clingman.

    Jeff soon wrote on Cooke’s Facebook page: “I think I may have uncovered a murder ya’ll.”


    From this point forward, the online Cooke sleuths were no longer just trying to help victims get back their stolen property — they thought of themselves as avenging a murdered man.

    Their intensity ramped up accordingly. They ran with the narrative that, not long after Phillips wrote Cooke into his will, Cooke (or perhaps an accomplice) administered an intentionally lethal dose of illicit drugs, killing Phillips in an effort to hasten the windfall’s arrival.

    A week and a half after Jeff hacked Cooke’s phone, Facebook finally locked him out. But those interested in her case had already migrated to other forums, including Facebook groups dedicated to investigating her, numbering some 80,000 members all told.

    One group released a poll asking if Cooke killed Phillips.

    “Yes! The evidence is overwhelming” won in a landslide.


    I first became aware of Cooke in mid-August, around the same time seemingly every other St. Louisan did. I came to her story through Reddit, but it was already circulating in the national media, covered by Fox and CBS affiliates across the country, as well as digital media outlets like the Daily Dot and The Young Turks. Barstool Sports ran the lengthy headline, “The Most White Trash St. Louis Whodunit Of Our Time Is Unfolding On Facebook And It Has Everything – Murder, Drugs, Thefts, Junkies Doing Magic And More.”

    I visited Eco Village, where volunteers were overwhelmed by the sudden swell of attention, not to mention furious about online accusations that they had somehow abetted a murder.

    I later spoke by phone to Cooke, who was locked up in Macoupin County Jail in western Illinois, about halfway between St. Louis and Springfield. She remained upset about the doxxing, but acknowledged the veracity of the content Jeff had spilled online.

    “I was a drug addict,” she says. “When you’re texting someone you’re not sitting there thinking, ‘One day is someone going to get ahold of my phone and everyone’s going to see this?’ I’m doing what I had to do to survive, whether it’s finding some way to get high or finding a ride to get somewhere.”

    Though Jeff’s postings may have made her seem like a crime kingpin, she resided on the far fringes of that world, she claims. “They made me out to be a ringleader,” she says. “I’m no ringleader.”

    Lacking internet access in jail, Cooke’s only mode of communication with the outside world was prepaid phone calls and “Jail Chirp” text messages, running ten cents each. She sounded frantic and distraught during this time, overwhelmed by her sudden infamy. Someone had called the Department of Family Services on her sister, she said. It was intended as a prank, pulled for no reason other than her sister’s relation to Elizabeth Cooke.

    Cooke feared that, in jail, she couldn’t make payments on her storage units in St. Louis and Illinois, risking everything she owned, including a Beanie Baby with a misprint tag she says was worth $80,000.

    She wholeheartedly denies having anything to do with Phillips’ death. “I wasn’t even on the same floor [of Eco Village] when he collapsed,” she says

    The St. Louis Metropolitan Police Department also doesn’t seem to have taken her seriously as a suspect. Cooke says she was never contacted by them about Phillips, and Jeff says his only interactions with police were when they confiscated Cooke’s phone. St. Louis police spokesperson Evita Caldwell says an investigation is still active, but would not disclose further details.

    According to St. Louis police Officer Sean Martini’s report on Phillips’ death, medics arrived at Eco Village around 10 a.m. on January 1 last year to find Phillips on the floor, unconscious but with a slight pulse.

    Medics were ready to start procedures they hoped would save Phillips’ life when Cooke produced paperwork showing he had recently signed over power of attorney to her. The paperwork stated that Phillips did not wish to be resuscitated. The medics ceased their efforts, and Phillips died soon after.

    Phillips’ body was initially picked up from Eco Village by a funeral home, but the St. Louis City Medical Examiner considered the death suspicious and took possession of the body. The medical examiner later ruled the death to be accidental, and released Phillips’ body to another funeral home, in Illinois, where he was cremated. His ashes were given to Cooke.


    Despite no smoking-gun evidence against Cooke, the thousands of amateur sleuths investigating her continued bearing down.

    On a sunny Sunday in August, a group of them emerged from the internet into a small vape shop in Lemay to compare notes. On the sales floor were glass cases displaying bongs, vapes and Trailer Park Boys rolling trays.

    About a dozen people arrived, including Jeff. Cameras rolled as well; a production company had offered Jeff a producer credit to tell Cooke’s story, and so he was recording for a potential true-crime documentary.

    Brock Schmittler, a large and boisterous man with tattooed arms who had been invited by Jeff to spread word about the case, called the meeting to order.

    The group explored theories about what might have happened to Bobby Phillips, discussing Cooke’s messages with a woman called Gypsy Jen shortly after Phillips’ death. Phillips was the perfect mark for an elaborate honeypot scheme aiming to steal his incoming fortune, the group speculated. Cooke and Gypsy Jen may have been among those responsible for his demise.

    “Bobby falls in love easily with Elizabeth because she’s young, she’s attractive,” Schmittler theorized.

    Schmittler, Jeff and the others were particularly preoccupied with the whereabouts of Phillips’ ashes. They wanted them returned to Phillips’ daughter.

    Indeed, for many in this group, and on the internet, Phillips’ daughter was another victim in this case. The Riverfront Times reached out to her, and she agreed to speak with us, so long as we didn’t use her name.


    Phillips was only an adolescent when he first got caught up in the justice system. “He spent the rest of his life bouncing in and out of prison,” his daughter says. In his twenties, Phillips was working as a carny in Missouri when he was arrested for burglary. Because he’d previously committed many petty crimes, he drew a lengthy sentence. For years he wrote to his daughter every week, she says; the letters came with elaborate doodles.

    In prison, “Bobby read and studied criminal and civil law a lot,” says Roderick Choisser, an inmate at Western Illinois Correctional Center, who was previously incarcerated with Phillips. “He was at constant war with different prison administrations. Instead of his fists, he used civil action.”

    Phillips was litigious. In one lawsuit, he sued the Illinois prison system for forcing him to eat nonkosher food, which, he said, was an affront to his Orthodox Jewish faith. He even went on hunger strike.

    The suit was unsuccessful; Phillips’ daughter says that Phillips wasn’t actually Jewish. In another suit Phillips claimed he was in danger from various prison gangs, as well as from inmates named Snake and Shaky John.

    Phillips also sued Wexford Health Services, the prison health-care provider, over inadequate treatment for his hepatitis C. The suit began in 2008 and is still crawling its way through the courts. The supposed impending $1.7 million settlement he mentioned to Cooke referred to this case.

    “When I heard there was a big lawsuit and money was going to her, I had to giggle,” Phillips’ daughter says. “I’ve heard that my entire life. It’s always been, ‘I have a big account set aside for you.’”

    “Bobby lied to Cooke to impress her,” Jeff maintains. “It got him killed.”


    On October 14, Elizabeth Cooke was released from Macoupin County Jail. For the stolen car and possession of meth charges she was given probation and time served.

    Hoping to interview her, I offered her a ride from Macoupin County Jail back to St. Louis. She accepted.

    By the time I arrived to the small town where the jail is located, Cooke had already walked to a local Walmart, using a map hand-drawn by a fellow inmate. I met her in the checkout aisle. Wearing a purple Members Only-style jacket, she bought some new socks and a new phone to replace the one taken by Jeff. We headed back to the jail so Cooke could pick up the items she’d been arrested with.

    “Thank you,” Cooke said to the jailer after signing for her possessions. “I hope to never see you again.”

    As we drove back to St. Louis, Cooke apologized for her scattered train of thought. She has ADHD, she says, and proceeded to talk at length about tarot cards, reincarnation and spirituality. Humanity was suppressed long ago, she maintains, leaving us out of touch with our true potential.

    After a long period of sobriety, Cooke had resumed drinking in recent years, she says, and later quit drinking but started doing hard drugs. During this time period she’d encountered a whirlwind of characters, all seeming to go by nicknames: Nature, Detroit, Bigfoot, Smoke.

    She gave Phillips a tarot card reading shortly after they met. “He was blaming himself for a lot of things,” she says. “He needed to forgive himself, so that he could move on.”

    Around Christmas, Cooke says, Phillips mentioned the potential settlement money, saying he would leave it to her so she could start the women’s shelter she often talked about. Signing over his power of attorney had been his idea, Cooke says.

    On New Year’s Eve they went dumpster diving. Phillips, she says, “was like a kid in a candy store.” In the dumpster Cooke found a white teddy bear, the s

  • St. Valentine’s Remains are in the Old St. Ferdinand Shrine in Missouri [PHOTOS]

    St. Valentine’s Remains are in the Old St. Ferdinand Shrine in Missouri [PHOTOS]

    In the heart of Florissant, MO stands Old St. Ferdinand Shrine — a collection of four historically significant buildings that host countless artifacts spanning various eras and locations across the world. An integral part of the founding of Florissant, the Shrine is also famous for housing Saint Rose Philippine Duchesne and Bishop DuBourg during the frontier days of Missouri.
    A walk through the shrine is like a walk through time, each and every room is displayed as it was during its phases as an 1800’s convent, schoolhouse, and church. The destination is popular for giving visitors the opportunity to experience Florissant back when it was “Fleurissant.”
    However, a lesser known relic is hidden underneath the church altar. Entombed in 1883, a lifelike wax figurine of St. Valentine resides in a glass sarcophagus. Within the chest of this figurine is a compartment holding a relic of religious importance: Fragments of St. Valentine’s hip bone.
    It is said that the King of France gifted the bone fragments from the Patron Saint of Love to Bishop DuBourg on account of the Bishop’s middle name: Valentine. These bones travelled with Bishop DuBourg after he fled France in 1794 to escape the Reign of Terror. The relics eventually made their way to Missouri with DuBourg, and the shrine has been their home ever since.
    If you would like to visit Old St. Ferdinand Shrine, the enthusiastic and knowledgeable staff would be happy to give a tour. Tours are offered year round, but it is asked that you make an appointment first.
    Old St. Ferdinand Shrine
    1 Rue St Francois
    Florissant, MO 63031
    OldStFerdinandShrine.com
    314-420-5535
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  • The Riotous Life of Stump Stephenson

    There is something that runs through this place where we live. It’s hard to describe, but you know it when you see it. It’s there in dive bars of south city, but also on the floor of a Missouri River casino. It’s in Wash Ave and the empty two-lane highways that roll over low, gorgeous hills. It’s Nelly and the Ozarks, pork steaks and throwed rolls. And you can feel it even beyond state lines in Sauget and East St. Louis. Capturing all that is an impossible task, but we decided to start by giving it a name, Missouriland. This week, we begin the exploration, guided by Reuben Hemmer. His frequent travels, camera in hand, helped inspire this new, recurring RFT feature, so it seemed right for him to kick it off in grand fashion with a special cover story on one of Missouriland’s fascinating characters, Stump Stephenson of Riverport Riot fame. Even (especially?) if you’ve somehow never heard of Stump, you’re going to want to read this and check out the gallery of photos Reuben has collected in recent months.

    In the future, we’ll have more photographers, more guides and more of the poignant and weird in this place. There’s plenty of Missouriland to see. Read on below. —Doyle Murphy

    It’s a sunny summer afternoon in St. Louis, and the Saddle Tramps are partying hard.

    Tucked away in the mostly industrial Patch neighborhood of south city, the local motorcycle club has pulled out all the stops to give area two-wheel enthusiasts a celebration to remember, providing an opportunity for them to showcase their custom choppers while knocking back beers and enjoying some live music. A cover band is on hand to deliver the hard-rocking hits, and anticipation has been building all day for the start of that most proper of South Broadway celebrations: a wet T-shirt contest.

    In the heart of all of the humidity and exhaust smoke, the band launches into Ted Nugent’s “Stranglehold” to the delight of the adoring audience. The group’s vocalist, a man wearing a pierced fedora and using a battle axe for a microphone stand, easily commands the attention of the crowd throughout the duration of the 1975 hit, as well as some similarly classic tracks from Alice Cooper and Black Sabbath. The more the band plays — and the more the man sings — the more pumped the crowd of bikers gets.

    I didn’t realize it at the time, but there’s a good reason for their enthusiasm: As it turns out, the man with the microphone is nothing short of south-city royalty. I’d come to the event to take photos, and yet I didn’t know that I was in the presence of one of the key figures in one of the most infamous events in St. Louis rock & roll history.

    Soon after, the band wraps up, the hoses are drawn out and the crowd gathers together for the main event. The chosen administrator of the wet T-shirt contest is none other than the lead singer, and it’s evident this is not his first rodeo.

    I was able to take numerous photos of the lively contestants and attendees, but one particular photo stuck out. The shot consisted of the singer’s eyes laser-focused on the desired target, with a joyful contestant dancing under the arc of the hose water.

    A month or so later, I used the wet T-shirt contest photo for a gallery opening at the Granite City Art and Design District. A coworker of mine brought a biker friend to the opening, and when he came across the photo his eyes lit up with recognition.

    “Do you know who that is?” he asked, to which I shook my head. “That’s Stump, man!”

    Delighted to finally learn the name of the singer who’d so enthralled me, and even more to learn his name is Stump, I asked him, “Who is Stump?”

    “Stump Stephenson,” he replied. “That’s the dude who Axl Rose tackled in ’91! You know the Riverport Riot? That’s him!”

    I could not believe my luck. I have always been fascinated by the story of the Riverport Riot, and have long thought that the person Axl Rose tackled seemed like such a character. I wanted to learn more about Stump, and, importantly, I wanted to let Stump know there was a photo of him hanging up in an art gallery.

  • After Supposed Uncertainty, Spire Pipeline Approved for Winter Use

    After Supposed Uncertainty, Spire Pipeline Approved for Winter Use

    SCREENSHOT VIA SPIRE/FACEBOOK — Spire Missouri president Scott Carter addresses a press conference on November 11.

    A federal commission has approved a temporary license for Spire Missouri’s St. Louis pipeline, ending the apparent risk to thousands of homes and businesses facing cold winter months ahead.

    While Spire celebrated the ruling in an email to customers Friday night, it also took the opportunity to position itself for the fight ahead.

    In a message addressed to “valued customers” on December 3, Spire Missouri president Scott Carter wrote that the decision from the Federal Energy Regulatory Commission (FERC) was “good news,” but that the company would now “turn our focus to the long-term certificate for the Pipeline.”

    “So, with gratitude for the good news at hand, we’re focusing our energy on advocating for a new, permanent operating certificate for the Pipeline,” Carter wrote.

    The fate of the pipeline is tied up in a legal and regulatory battle, one that’s entangled the region’s energy supply with Spire’s decision to build the $280 million pipeline in 2019 . In 2018, FERC approved its construction, but the U.S. Court of Appeals for the D.C. Circuit ruled in the summer of 2021 that the commission had ignored “plausible evidence of self-dealing” and failed to actually evaluate whether the Spire’s desired pipeline would improve service or lower rates.

    The original approval was struck down by the appeals court, triggering an ongoing legal battle and a series of temporary licenses which FERC issued to keep the pipeline moving gas to St. Louis. On November 4, Spire emailed its customers warning that unless it was issued yet another temporary license by December 13, the pipeline would shut down.

    The email triggered panic and a round of criticism at a St. Louis County meeting days later, as members grilled a Spire project manager over the company’s decision to alarm thousands when it appeared, based on the company’s own previous statements, that there was no real risk of FERC allowing a pipeline shutdown . Councilwoman Lisa Clancy, D-5th District told the Spire executive, “This feels a little bit like a manufactured catastrophe designed to solve some public relations issues you and your company are having.”

    However, Spire has maintained that the “worst case scenarios” of a winter outage would be devastating. In FERC’s ruling to grant Spire’s pipeline a temporary license, the commission noted, “Spire Missouri estimates that without the Spire STL Pipeline its customers would lose service for up to eight days,” and that in the wake of “a mass gas outage caused by curtailments during a peak day” it could take up to 100 days to reestablish service to all its 400,000 customers.

    While the commission did not directly address the pipeline’s long-term fate, the ruling notably addressed how “commenters argue that the present situation is of Spire Missouri’s own making and not an emergency,” though adding: “We do not, at this time, take a position on who is responsible for the current situation.”

    The ruling continued: “It is sufficient for these purposes to determine that an emergency exists that requires granting a temporary certificate to allow maintenance of service, particularly during the winter heating season.”

    Spire may still have more to answer for. The commission’s ruling also noted, “We are mindful of the D.C. Circuit’s concerns regarding the potential that Spire engaged in self dealing and the Commission’s failure to seriously examine those concerns.”

    For Spire, those concerns will follow it through the winter. The company is fighting in court to defend the construction of the pipeline appealing the ruling that struck down FERC’s original approval. Spire is seeking to bring the case before the U.S. Supreme Court.

    Follow Danny Wicentowski on Twitter at @D_Towski . E-mail the author at [email protected]

  • Every Target Store in the St. Louis Area, Ranked

    Every Target Store in the St. Louis Area, Ranked

    Everybody loves Target. But not all Targets are good Targets, unfortunately.

    One local Target location is so incredibly evil that is has the power to ruin your whole week, but another local Target will have you feeling like you’ve just stepped into heaven.

    We’ve ranked all of the St. Louis area Target locations so you know which ones to avoid and which ones to visit when you’re headed out for a dose of the Dollar Spot.

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    Countdown: Number 15 Brentwood 25 Brentwood Promenade Court Brentwood, MO 63144 314-918-9500 This is — hands down — the worst Target store in the St. Louis area. It might actually be the worst Target location on the planet and it’s all because of the parking lot. The parking lot is crazy busy and hectic at all times of the day. The parking spaces are weirdly small and everyone circling that lot looking for a small spot to park in is mad as heck. The entire Brentwood Promenade is notorious for its stressful parking situation, which means that a visit to this Target doesn’t even count as a consumerist escape— it’s work. You come home in worse shape than you were when you left. Would not recommend. Two big thumbs down. Only visit the Target in Brentwood if you want to experience the feeling of your soul crawling out of your body and look pure evil in the eye. Photo credit: screengrab via Google Maps

    Countdown: Number 15

    Brentwood
    25 Brentwood Promenade Court
    Brentwood, MO 63144
    314-918-9500

    This is — hands down — the worst Target store in the St. Louis area. It might actually be the worst Target location on the planet and it’s all because of the parking lot. The parking lot is crazy busy and hectic at all times of the day. The parking spaces are weirdly small and everyone circling that lot looking for a small spot to park in is mad as heck. The entire Brentwood Promenade is notorious for its stressful parking situation, which means that a visit to this Target doesn’t even count as a consumerist escape— it’s work. You come home in worse shape than you were when you left. Would not recommend. Two big thumbs down. Only visit the Target in Brentwood if you want to experience the feeling of your soul crawling out of your body and look pure evil in the eye.

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    Countdown: Number 14 Chesterfield 40 THF Boulevard Chesterfield, MO 63005 636-536-6207 This store has a weird layout. It has two entrances, but the more prominent one welcomes you into the butt-end of the store — you walk straight into the office supply section instead of into the clothing section. It’s a high-traffic location and very stressful because it is full of Karens every hour of the day. Also, nobody ever picks up the dang phone there so don’t even try to call. Photo credit: screengrab via Google Maps

    Countdown: Number 14

    Chesterfield
    40 THF Boulevard
    Chesterfield, MO 63005
    636-536-6207

    This store has a weird layout. It has two entrances, but the more prominent one welcomes you into the butt-end of the store — you walk straight into the office supply section instead of into the clothing section. It’s a high-traffic location and very stressful because it is full of Karens every hour of the day. Also, nobody ever picks up the dang phone there so don’t even try to call.

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    Countdown: Number 13 Florissant 2341 North Highway 67 Florissant, MO 63033 314-831-8000 This target just… sucks, man. There’s no Starbucks. There’s nothing good about it. The parking lot is always full of cars going way too fast. And you have to drive on Lindbergh to get there, which means you might be taking your life into your hands. In a way that’s difficult to explain, it just feels like a Walmart instead of a Target. Avoid if possible. Photo credit: screengrab via Google Maps

    Countdown: Number 13

    Florissant
    2341 North Highway 67
    Florissant, MO 63033
    314-831-8000

    This target just… sucks, man. There’s no Starbucks. There’s nothing good about it. The parking lot is always full of cars going way too fast. And you have to drive on Lindbergh to get there, which means you might be taking your life into your hands. In a way that’s difficult to explain, it just feels like a Walmart instead of a Target. Avoid if possible.

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    Countdown: Number 12 O'Fallon 2300 State Hwy K O'Fallon, MO 63005 636-379-2903 This store is nothing special. The lines are long, there's never more than a couple cashiers and it's all around just "meh." But, they do have a great dollar section. Photo credit: screengrab via Google Maps

    Countdown: Number 12

    O’Fallon
    2300 State Hwy K
    O’Fallon, MO 63005
    636-379-2903
    This store is nothing special. The lines are long, there’s never more than a couple cashiers and it’s all around just “meh.” But, they do have a great dollar section.

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    Countdown: Number 11 Bridgeton 12275 St. Charles Rock Road Bridgeton, MO 63044 314-291-0600 This is the point in the list where the Targets start to get better. The Bridgeton location is a workhorse Target. It’s not exceptional but there are no big problems with it, either. It is decent. The main thing it has going for it is its double Starbucks situation. There’s a Starbucks in the Target and a stand-alone location right outside. Photo credit: screengrab via Google Maps

    Countdown: Number 11

    Bridgeton
    12275 St. Charles Rock Road
    Bridgeton, MO 63044
    314-291-0600

    This is the point in the list where the Targets start to get better. The Bridgeton location is a workhorse Target. It’s not exceptional but there are no big problems with it, either. It is decent.
    The main thing it has going for it is its double Starbucks situation. There’s a Starbucks in the Target and a stand-alone location right outside.

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    Countdown: Number 10 St. Peters 6241 Mid Rivers Mall Drive Saint Peters, MO 63304 636-939-9433 This is a solid Target. It doesn’t have a Starbucks (though there’s one just a few doors down) but it does have a long list of amenities not offered at other Targets in town. In addition to the usual grocery and booze section, this one also has a CVS, a cell phone activation counter and they’ve even been known to have an ear piercing station on site, too. Photo credit: screengrab via Google Maps

    Countdown: Number 10

    St. Peters
    6241 Mid Rivers Mall Drive
    Saint Peters, MO 63304
    636-939-9433

    This is a solid Target. It doesn’t have a Starbucks (though there’s one just a few doors down) but it does have a long list of amenities not offered at other Targets in town. In addition to the usual grocery and booze section, this one also has a CVS, a cell phone activation counter and they’ve even been known to have an ear piercing station on site, too.

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    Countdown: Number 9 Arnold 3849 Vogel Road Arnold, MO 63010 636-287-1055 With a Starbucks, a CVS and a fresh grocery section all on site, it’s hard to go wrong at the Arnold location of Target. It’s also right next to a Home Depot and an other shopping spots, so it’s easy to get all of your various shopping done in just one trip. Photo credit: screengrab via Google Maps

    Countdown: Number 9

    Arnold
    3849 Vogel Road
    Arnold, MO 63010
    636-287-1055

    With a Starbucks, a CVS and a fresh grocery section all on site, it’s hard to go wrong at the Arnold location of Target. It’s also right next to a Home Depot and an other shopping spots, so it’s easy to get all of your various shopping done in just one trip.

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    Countdown: Number 8 Dardenne Prairie 7955 Highway N Dardenne Prairie, MO 63368 636-625-2820 This Target is big, but it can be overwhelming. It’s set up differently than other Targets, but the important elements (like the Starbucks and the CVS) are still easy to find. It’s easy to get turned around at this location, so enter with some patience. You’ll be rewarded with the a large variety of products to choose from and well-stocked shelves. Photo credit: screengrab via Google Maps

    Countdown: Number 8

    Dardenne Prairie
    7955 Highway N
    Dardenne Prairie, MO 63368
    636-625-2820

    This Target is big, but it can be overwhelming. It’s set up differently than other Targets, but the important elements (like the Starbucks and the CVS) are still easy to find. It’s easy to get turned around at this location, so enter with some patience. You’ll be rewarded with the a large variety of products to choose from and well-stocked shelves.

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    Countdown: Number 7 Fenton 197 Gravois Bluffs Plaza Drive Fenton, MO 63026 636-326-1479 This is a cool Target just to hang out in, which works out well because they also have optical service there and they usually need time in those places to process your order. While you wait, you can visit the on-site Starbucks or CVS or maybe even get your ears pierced at “Ear Piercing by Rowan,” which is open from 11 a.m. until 4 p.m. on the weekends. Photo credit: screengrab via Google Maps

    Countdown: Number 7

    Fenton
    197 Gravois Bluffs Plaza Drive
    Fenton, MO 63026
    636-326-1479

    This is a cool Target just to hang out in, which works out well because they also have optical service there and they usually need time in those places to process your order. While you wait, you can visit the on-site Starbucks or CVS or maybe even get your ears pierced at “Ear Piercing by Rowan,” which is open from 11 a.m. until 4 p.m. on the weekends.

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    Countdown: Number 6 St. Charles 3881 Mexico Road Saint Charles, MO 63303 636-922-0165 This huge Target was just remodeled and they’ve focused on one of the more popular types of items at Target: the clothing. The clothing section is big and always well stocked. The bathrooms here can be questionable, though, so beware. Also, make sure to stop into Saullo's Restaurant or Mario’s Donuts and Cafe just outside this location. They are delicious. Photo credit: screengrab via Google Maps

    Countdown: Number 6

    St. Charles
    3881 Mexico Road
    Saint Charles, MO 63303
    636-922-0165

    This huge Target was just remodeled and they’ve focused on one of the more popular types of items at Target: the clothing. The clothing section is big and always well stocked. The bathrooms here can be questionable, though, so beware. Also, make sure to stop into Saullo’s Restaurant or Mario’s Donuts and Cafe just outside this location. They are delicious.

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    Countdown: Number 5 Kirkwood 1042 South Kirkwood Road Kirkwood, MO 63122 314-822-4051 This Target opens an hour early (from 8 a.m. until 9 a.m.) for “vulnerable guests.” In these times, that means that the elderly, who are more likely to have serious issues from a COVID-19 infection, can shop more safely without having rude people cough on them. This location is set up a little bit weird and can feel a bit hectic at the checkout counters, but it’s always well stocked. Though it has a busy parking lot, it’s not at all like dealing with the Brentwood parking lot. It also has a T.J. Maxx right next door, so it’s the perfect Target for you if you’re a Target-head and a Maxxinista. Photo credit: screengrab via Google Maps

    Countdown: Number 5

    Kirkwood
    1042 South Kirkwood Road
    Kirkwood, MO 63122
    314-822-4051

    This Target opens an hour early (from 8 a.m. until 9 a.m.) for “vulnerable guests.” In these times, that means that the elderly, who are more likely to have serious issues from a COVID-19 infection, can shop more safely without having rude people cough on them. This location is set up a little bit weird and can feel a bit hectic at the checkout counters, but it’s always well stocked. Though it has a busy parking lot, it’s not at all like dealing with the Brentwood parking lot. It also has a T.J. Maxx right next door, so it’s the perfect Target for you if you’re a Target-head and a Maxxinista.

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    Countdown: Number 4 South County 4250 Rusty Road Saint Louis, MO 63128 314-892-6336 It’s big. It’s clean. It’s well-stocked. It has a Starbucks. It has a CVS. The parking is easy and it’s right near the only Costco in the area. Way to go, South County Target. You’re killing it. Photo credit: screengrab via Google Maps

    Countdown: Number 4

    South County
    4250 Rusty Road
    Saint Louis, MO 63128
    314-892-6336

    It’s big. It’s clean. It’s well-stocked. It has a Starbucks. It has a CVS. The parking is easy and it’s right near the only Costco in the area. Way to go, South County Target. You’re killing it.

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    Countdown: Number 3 Ballwin 15025 Manchester Road Ballwin, MO 63011 636-391-7500 This Target location is so good that it would make anyone fall in love with the store. It’s super chill, has ample parking, is rarely crowded and has a good selection of clothing and clothing sizes. It also has a Starbucks, a CVS and a fantastic booze section. No complaints. Photo credit: screengrab via Google Maps

    Countdown: Number 3

    Ballwin
    15025 Manchester Road
    Ballwin, MO 63011
    636-391-7500

    This Target location is so good that it would make anyone fall in love with the store. It’s super chill, has ample parking, is rarely crowded and has a good selection of clothing and clothing sizes. It also has a Starbucks, a CVS and a fantastic booze section. No complaints.

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  • An Oral History of Nirvana’s Lone, Near-Riotous St. Louis Show at Mississippi Nights

    An Oral History of Nirvana’s Lone, Near-Riotous St. Louis Show at Mississippi Nights

    VIA SUB POP

    This photo is not from the night in question — proper documentation of Nirvana’s Mississippi Nights show has largely been lost over the years — but it’s an apt visual from the same era.

    Thirty years ago, on October 16, 1991, Nirvana played its first and only St. Louis gig at the beloved and now-bygone venue Mississippi Nights. It was a clear and cool autumn Wednesday when the trio of Kurt Cobain, Krist Novoselic and Dave Grohl pulled into the late, famous Landing night club. The band was in the middle of a massive metamorphosis from underground punkers to generation-defining, international superstars; its landmark album Nevermind had been released 22 days earlier on September 24, 1991, by major label DGC Records, and the accompanying music video for its first single, “Smells Like Teen Spirit,” had premiered as a “Buzz Bin” clip on MTV’s late night alternative video show 120 Minutes just seventeen days prior on September 29. The group’s unexpected ascension to a garish grunge commodity was as close to a viral sensation as anything got in the time before dial-up internet, largely due to “Teen Spirit” almost immediately leaving the “Buzz Bin” and landing in continuous rotation on MTV. In this short period, which was less than a month from the album’s release and the tour stop in St. Louis, the relatively small 1,000-capacity venue was completely oversold (tickets cost between $8 and $10 dollars!), and anticipation was at a fever pitch for Seattle’s greatest flannel-clad exports to play their debut gig in the river city.

    What happened that night has gone down in St. Louis history as one of those legendary gigs, a show that now everyone claims to have attended but only a lucky few actually witnessed. From the start, the crowd erupted into a cacophony of blood, sweat and passion as slam-dancers and crowd-surfers ransacked the pit, stopping the gig more than five times before Cobain got frustrated or inspired (perhaps both) and invited the whole audience onto the stage mid-show.

    Naturally, the crowd enthusiastically complied, with chaotic results. Gear was stolen. The fire marshal was called. Grohl booked it backstage and giddily watched as anarchy engulfed his fellow bandmates, who were pinned to the walls with their instruments, and a near-riot broke out.

    School-yard legend among ’90s stoners about the gig alleged that Cobain wanted to cause a stir that would rival Guns N’ Roses’ infamous “Riverport Riot.” A few months earlier, on July 2, 1991, Axl Rose had stormed off stage after attacking a fan who was taking pictures of the band and pouted, “Well, thanks to the lame-ass security, I’m going home!” An actual three-hour riot ensued, with dozens of injuries, as intoxicated fans angry about Rose’s early departure attempted to rip seats out of the then less-than-a-month-old amphitheater in Maryland Heights. Though the rivalry between Nirvana and Guns N’ Roses was very real in the early ’90s and is used by many rock historians as a way of describing the cultural shift from the days of hair-metal dominance to the Nevermind era, this was likely not on the minds of the Nirvana crowd. Novoselic even allegedly pleaded that night with the audience, saying, “Don’t be like the GnR crowd, because shit attracts flies.” The fervor at Mississippi Nights was more spontaneous, with a crowd simply elated by a fleeting few hours of raucous rock & roll and the opportunity to see a band at the peak of its performance in a venue the size of which it would likely never play again.

    The Riverfront Times spoke with some of the lucky few who were there that night in a series of one-on-one interviews to build an oral history of the chaotic show.

    Pat Hagin, booking agent for Mississippi Nights, current owner of the Pageant and Delmar Hall: I booked the show. In those days, it was probably [booked] six weeks to eight weeks before the show. We booked [Nirvana] before we had any idea about the band.

    Rob Wagoner, Ultraman and Bent, Euclid Records: When Bleach came out it wasn’t really my thing. I knew a lot of people who liked them a lot. Ultraman was in Munich playing on September 24 when Nevermind came out. We were in the club in the daytime and they were playing it. I remember thinking, “Wow, is this the same band?” And the kid from Scream was on drums.

    Matt Harnish, Bunnygrunt, Matt Harnish’s Pink Guitar, Vintage Vinyl: I had heard “Smells Like Teen Spirit” on Tony & Cat’s radio show on KDHX, “The Groove Machine,” on Saturday nights. That was the only song I had heard by [Nirvana].

    Eric Eyster, Hell Night: I remember it was particularly exciting because they’d never played St. Louis before. Their buzz was strong though, because the show was sold out at Mississippi Nights. My friends and I had already heard most of Nevermind because of all the bootleg recordings of the demos that were floating around. Most of us already knew the songs, we just didn’t know a lot of their correct titles.

    Hagin: The guest list might have been huge because everyone was crawling out of the woodwork trying to go to that show. There could have been another hundred people in there just from various record stores, newspapers, fan-zines.

    Roberta Patterson, former KCOU music director: In 1991, I was a music director at KCOU in Columbia, Missouri. The station was an early supporter of grunge and other alternative music, and we had played Bleach. When Nevermind came out, I remember writing the album review for the station. Since the station was so supportive, the DGC college radio rep hooked me up with tickets and my roommates and I were going to drive to STL for the show.

    Thomas Crone, former Riverfront Times music writer: I was really, really lucky because I was covering music for the RFT, so my ticket was comped. I certainly would have paid for a ticket. I absolutely wanted to see them. I think a lot of people at the time felt like Urge Overkill was the better band. I never quite found my clique as a fan of Urge Overkill. For me it was 100 percent a Nirvana concert.

     

    Thomas Crone's preview for the show, from the Riverfront Times archives. - VIA RFT ARCHIVES

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    Thomas Crone’s preview for the show, from the Riverfront Times archives.

    Harnish: Probably the reason I was at the show was because my roommate was a big Urge Overkill fan. I was in college. I was DJing at KSLU. Mississippi Nights was kind enough to give us free tickets to almost every show to give away, but we had essentially zero listenership. It was pretty much always the DJs that went to the shows.

    Jim Utz, former Vintage Vinyl employee: The night before I went to Columbia, Missouri, to see the Meat Puppets and Urge Overkill play at the Blue Note. We’re hanging out after the show at the Blue Note, and Urge Overkill was just hanging out too. I was talking to them. I told them I was going to see them tomorrow night with Nirvana. They asked if there were cool places to shop [in St. Louis] for vintage clothes. I told them about Haberdashery and Hullabaloo. We exchanged numbers. I drove back to St. Louis and went to work the next day at Vintage Vinyl and they called me at work. They told me [Hullabaloo was] great. So they said, “Thanks, we’re going to leave tickets for you at the door.”

    Patterson: Urge Overkill played a warm-up show at the Blue Note. We were big fans, and the band came by KCOU and did an interview before the show.
    As it turns out, UO left the Blue Note without a guitar, a bunch of tools and a sweater. When they got to STL, they went by Vintage Vinyl. That is where Jim Utz had spoken to them, and they asked him if he knew anyone in Columbia that could get the things and bring them to the show. Jim knew I was driving in and put them in contact with me. I was able to pick up the things and deliver them to Mississippi Nights. I remember walking up with the guitar and the other things and there were loads of people all around the club. Since I already had tickets, UO gave me and my friends backstage all-access passes for our trouble.

    Wagoner: During Urge Overkill you could freely walk around and not bump into anybody. I remember when Urge Overkill played, Grohl was standing on the first riser by himself and nobody was paying him any attention. We knew him from when he was in Scream, so we went up and talked to him for a while.

    Utz: I get to the door that night, and Urge Overkill put my name on the guest list and gave me some backstage passes. When Urge Overkill finished their set, I went backstage. Between bands, I’m back there hanging out with Urge Overkill and they said “Hey, why don’t you watch with us from the side of the stage.” I’m like, “Cool!”

     

    A backstage pass from the show. - VIA JIM UTZ

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    A backstage pass from the show.

    Crone: The lights guy invited me into the light booth, which was all the way at the back of the club and up a small flight of steps. I remember it was so crowded. He saw me and fished me out. I watched both bands from the sound booth, which gave me this outrageously cool ability to see as it all started to break down. From that vantage point it was quite a thing to see.

    Eyster: By the time the lights went out for Nirvana, the place was ready. I was jam-packed in the very front, knowing full well I would soon be feeling crushed. Everyone was hypnotized by Nirvana’s opening song, “Jesus Doesn’t Want Me for a Sunbeam.”

    Crone: I think everyone in the room felt like they were there for something special. The room was really alive, in the sense of, like, electric. It seemed like there was a lot of chaos happening in front of the stage, spilling onto the stage.

    Hagin: I went down that night and ended up sitting in the office talking to the owner. Urge Overkill plays. Set break. Then Nirvana goes onstage. I was still talking to the owner, but I was listening out of one ear to the show, and I could pick up [that] something wasn’t going right by what I could hear from the stage.

  • UPDATE: Nelly’s Crumbling Mansion in St. Louis Has Finally Been Sold [PHOTOS]

    UPDATE: Nelly’s Crumbling Mansion in St. Louis Has Finally Been Sold [PHOTOS]

    It hit the white-hot St. Louis real estate market back in February and now Nelly’s disintegrating mansion in Wildwood has finally been sold.
    The Tuscan-style home had a great location close to Hidden Valley Ski Resort but was clearly in need of improvements.
    Though the house has six bedrooms, seven bathrooms, a game room and a media room, it was listed as an “amazing investment opportunity” likely because it was obvious that the property needed some work.
    The flooring in some areas of the mansion had been stripped all the way down to the subfloor, so the floors of many rooms were left in the raw for the new owners to finish after purchase.
    An addition to interior work that needed to be completed, the photographs from the listing show that the grounds outside the property also needed some restructuring or updating, as the patio wall appeared to be slipping down a hill toward the neglected basketball court.
    The St. Lunatic’s property was listed for $599,000 (a short sale) and was sold by Tadlock | Brueggemann Real Estate with Keller Williams Realty STL.
    Photos by Realtor.com https://www.realtor.com/realestateandhomes-detail/M7953941672

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  • Promised Land

    People used to live here. Most came up from Mississippi, Arkansas and Tennessee. The town grew piecemeal, looking like so many nameless places down South. But Kinloch had a name, and it had another distinction — people here owned their own homes.

    There is nothing nostalgic about dirt roads, shotgun shacks and outdoor privies. Early residents migrated north to work in factories, trading one hardscrabble existence for another. They left poverty and racism — and poverty and racism greeted them. Yet they endured, and successive generations built and improved a community that lasted for the better part of a century. Tens of thousands of people have called Kinloch home.

    “It was a beautiful community,” says 64-year-old Helen R. Fryer Jones, who moved to Kinloch from Laurel, Miss., as a child. “We had drugstores, we had furniture stores, we had bakeries, we had a high school and a grade school. We had all these things. You didn’t have to lock your doors, because your neighbors watched out for your home, your children. It was like one big lovely family. We took care of each other. That’s what this town is built up on — Southern people that wanted their own. They got here, and they got their own.”

    Much of that city is gone now. Up and down Monroe and Scudder avenues, over on McGuire and McHenry, too, the residences have disappeared. Part of the abandoned area looks more like a park than a ghost town. The grass is cut, and ornamental trees still grow where backyards used to be. Just the people and the dwellings are missing.

    The view from Freiling Avenue, one block west of Martin Luther King Boulevard, is far less bucolic. A local entrepreneur has opened an unofficial junkyard in the middle of the street. A minivan is tipped over on its side, and other derelict vehicles haphazardly line the narrow thoroughfare. Debris and broken glass are everywhere.

    This empty part of southwest Kinloch, where houses once stood and families lived, has been owned by the city of St. Louis for nearly 20 years. The 175 acres of prime real estate, near the junction of interstates 70 and 170, was acquired by the St. Louis Airport Authority, ostensibly for noise mitigation, beginning in 1982. The Kinloch buyout cost upwards of $50 million, according to an airport spokesman, with most of the funds coming from the Federal Aviation Administration. But residents who sold their homes received only a fraction of this largesse, says former Kinloch City Attorney Richard Wier. The rest of the money presumably went for real-estate consultants, administrative costs and other related expenses.

    “I know what the average price of the homes were selling for, and, in Kinloch, it was under $25,000 a house,” Wier says. “They bought out land in Kinloch, partially because Kinloch was cheap and because the folks in there were poor black folks.”

    Half of the residents of Kinloch reported in the last census that they had an annual income of less than $10,000. For the residents and property owners who did not sell, the buyout progressed like a slow, invasive cancer. About 500 parcels are still in private hands, but many of those are vacant lots. Much of the remaining half of the city is now littered with the burned-out hulks of abandoned buildings. On lot after rubbish-filled lot, yellow signs are nailed to any available surface, identifying the Airport Authority as the owner.

    But the squalor belies the true value of the land. Kinloch’s proximity to the airport and the interstate makes its an ideal location for commercial and industrial development. With its population vastly decreased — perhaps 1,000 people live there now — and its tax base eroded, Kinloch’s very survival depends on redevelopment of the land taken by St. Louis. That was something Kinloch and St. Louis recognized in the early 1980s, when the buyout began, but that is no longer the case.

    Today, leaders of the area’s oldest all-black city accuse St. Louis of turning its back on their plight. After negotiations with the Airport Authority failed earlier this year, Kinloch filed a lawsuit to regain control of the buyout property. The suit, filed in St. Louis County Circuit Court, alleges that St. Louis willfully engaged in the destruction of the town by reneging on earlier commitments to convey the land to Kinloch. The suit specifically cites a 1982 St. Louis ordinance that vowed cooperation with Kinloch’s plans to regain and develop the land. The suit accuses St. Louis of misrepresenting the goals of the buyout to the FAA — that the real reason for the land acquisition wasn’t to address the noise problems caused by Lambert but, rather, to force the disincorporation of Kinloch and allow St. Louis to profit from the sale of the land to developers.

    “I think what offends me the most is that St. Louis apparently believes that it has the right and the authority to decide which communities surrounding the airport survive and which don’t survive,” says Al Johnson, Kinloch’s current city attorney. “I find it offensive and the height of arrogance that they come out here and criticize our city, essentially telling us, ‘Kinloch, we don’t think you can govern yourself — so we’re going to buy you out, and we’re going to take control of your land.’” St. Louis Mayor Clarence Harmon refuses to comment on Kinloch’s plight, saying that it is the subject of current litigation.

    Mike Donatt, an airport spokesman, also declines to comment on why the city has not conveyed the land back to Kinloch, because, he, too, says that it is the subject of a pending lawsuit. “Over the last 18 years, hundreds of families in communities, including Kinloch, have chosen to be bought out under the noise program,” Donatt says. “They have chosen to move elsewhere. It was not a situation of the city of St. Louis and Lambert Airport dictating where people move. The noise buyout is all in accordance with a federally approved program. People can allege anything they want in a lawsuit — that’s why they litigate.”

    Another St. Louis city official, speaking on background, says there have been no broken promises; they say that Kinloch homeowners willingly sold their properties; they say St. Louis is being blamed for Kinloch’s internal problems and legacy of poor leadership. In addition, the city blames at least part of the current flap on meddling by Bridgeton, the St. Louis County municipality that has long opposed the airport-expansion program and supported Kinloch’s fight against the city.

    Regardless of who is to blame, it’s safe to say that St. Louis has spent a fortune to acquire the Kinloch property, and Kinloch has borne the cost of the ensuing social disintegration. Meanwhile, investors who have sought to capitalize on these deplorable circumstances have lost millions of dollars at the hands of unscrupulous local businessmen.

    The desolation and grinding poverty of Kinloch weren’t on the agenda when a group of worried investors gathered on Dec. 8, 1998, at Magna Bank in Creve Coeur. Instead, two prominent and connected St. Louis businessmen — dentist Kenneth S. Powell and nightclub owner Ronald L. Roberts — sought to reassure an audience of two dozen people that plans for a major land deal in which they had invested, one that would garner huge profits, were still on track. One investor says Powell, who spoke reassuringly for the better part of an hour, conceded that the return of some investors’ money had created a cash shortage. He alluded vaguely to some political stumbling block but offered few, if any, details about the problem. Powell’s sales pitch was enough to convince the leader of one investment group to ante up another $125,000.

    Since 1996, Powell and Roberts had represented themselves as principal players in a development deal involving land in Kinloch. They made an unusual pair — Powell, 52, professional and conservative in demeanor; Roberts, 40, flashy, a bit of a rogue. Wier, the former Kinloch attorney, recalls meeting Roberts for the first time last year: “He comes in, he’s wearing a green suit, black-and-white spectator shoes with purple socks. If you wanted to look like a two-bit hoodlum, you couldn’t have dressed better.” How Powell and Roberts came to be partners is unclear, but together they attracted millions of dollars from investors, who were lured by promises of fantastic returns.

    That investment scheme began to unravel last summer, when the Missouri secretary of state’s office ordered them to stop selling unregistered securities to investors. Last month, Powell, Roberts and a third businessman, Mark E. Williams, were named in a 32-count federal indictment accusing them of mail and wire fraud, money-laundering and interstate transportation of property obtained through fraud. Williams, who is a partner with Roberts in a nightclub at 7555 Olive Blvd. called Another Nite, is alleged to have played the role of bagman, laundering money for Roberts by withdrawing it from the Alton Belle Casino after Roberts had deposited it there. All three defendants have pleaded not guilty to the charges.

    The indictment says Powell and Roberts bilked investors from Missouri, Illinois and other states of an estimated $12 million. Victims ranged from senior citizens to professional athletes. The scores of investors identified in the indictment includes a local landfill operator, a car dealer, mortgage brokers and a building contractor. All of these investors, and perhaps others unknown, were promised an exorbitant return on their money. One St. Louis pawnshop owner was told he’d realize $2 million in return for a $40,000 investment. An elderly investor from Cicero, Ill., was promised $500,000 for an investment of $28,000. Former New Orleans Saints halfback Vaughn Dunbar was promised $5 million-$6 million within 72 hours for putting up $260,000.

    How those investors became convinced a piece of Kinloch could fetch such a profit is uncertain. Roberts and Powell, according to the indictment, claimed they controlled 400-500 tracts of land in Kinloch but that they needed additional funds to buy the remaining property. Once those sales closed, Powell and Roberts said, they would sell the land to a waiting developer. At one point, the buyer was to be St. Louis-based Stifel Nicolaus & Co. The indictment also alleges that Roberts and Powell told investors that they were hammering out a sales agreement with Steffen Group Inc., a Phoenix-based developer — a deal that would net an incredible $920 million.

    The two partners met with investors at a mortgage company in Creve Coeur and conferred with others at a Clayton attorney’s office. They met at the Sheraton Plaza Hotel on New Year’s Eve 1998. They wined and dined prospects at Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse and J.P. Fields restaurant. They kept in touch with their deep-pocketed investors by telephone. They wrote them letters. And they inevitably asked for more money. When the deal never closed, Roberts and Powell always had an explanation: They needed to get yet another government agency’s approval; they needed to pay off an unexpected tax obligation; an obstinate landowner was holding out for more money.

    To gain the trust of jittery investors, Roberts and Powell offered to turn over land deeds as security. They assured investors that their money had been placed in escrow accounts. They promised to reward patient investors with luxury cars. Some investors were shown a St. Louis County property-tax receipt that had been altered to show that the partners had paid more than $816,000 in taxes on their Kinloch properties. The actual tax bill, according to the federal indictment, was a little over $16,000.

    To keep things quiet, Powell and Roberts told investors they were bound by a confidentiality agreement and also advised them, if asked, to tell law-enforcement officials and regulators that the funds they handed over were unrestricted loans rather than investments. They leaned on others to help lure new investors. In St. Louis, two men — Mark Johnson of Creative Mortgage Concepts in Creve Coeur and Peter Schaefering of Magna Bank — directed investors to Powell and Roberts. Both became inextricably tangled in the scheme and were named in the cease-and-desist order issued by the Missouri secretary of state’s office last summer.

    Powell and Roberts opened bank accounts at Mercantile (now Firstar), Allegiant and Royal banks. Investors were asked to make payments using cashier’s checks issued by these banks; Roberts then deposited the checks at the Alton Belle and Williams later withdrew the cash. In this way, the money could be written off as gambling income.

    As the money poured in, Roberts began acquiring the accouterments of wealth, according to the indictment.

    In August 1998, for instance, he plunked down $57,000 for a 1998 Lexus LX470. A year later, he spent more than $65,000 for a 1999 Jaguar XK8. When FBI agents arrested him last month at his home in Florissant, they seized $300,000 in cash from the trunk of his silver Porsche Boxster, according to published reports. Nearly two dozen other expensive vehicles were seized by federal authorities from the three defendants, according to the indictment.

    As the months turned into years, the investors began to express their doubts. Lawsuits were filed. One method Roberts and Powell allegedly devised to alleviate this problem was to simply pay off the disgruntled party with new investors’ dollars — robbing Peter to pay Paul. This constant juggling act required finesse and more than a little moxie, and eventually it became impossible to keep word of the scheme from leaking out. Acting on a tip from its Illinois counterpart, the Missouri secretary of state’s office began to investigate last year.

    Raymond Lahner, a 61-year-old investor from Cicero, wonders why state and federal law-enforcement authorities took so long to act. The indictment lists Lahner’s losses at more than $57,000, but he says he made several investments totaling $200,000.

    “It sounded like a good deal, but it just never ended,” says Lahner. “They really didn’t say what it (the money) was to be used for. I thought it was for buying up property by the airport. They were supposed to have a contract with buyers. They always had some kind of excuse. They always needed money for something — for taxes or to buy property, or somebody wanted their money back. So we kept giving them more money. There was always a snag; they could never close.”

    Lahner, who has never been to Kinloch, says the money he invested came from an inheritance. He says he learned of the opportunity through Ismael Covarrubias, the brother of Lahner’s son-in-law. St. Louis County property records show that Covarrubias owns parcels in Kinloch on Warwick Street and Granberry Drive, near properties controlled by Roberts and Powell. Covarrubias, who lives in the Chicago area, could not be reached for comment.

    Lahner knows Anthony Pope, another investor, because the accountant helped out with his estate planning, he says. Pope, acting as an agent for many Chicago-area investors, gave Roberts and Powell two installments in 1999 worth a total of $1.1 million, according to the indictment. That amount represents the largest single investment in the scheme. County property-tax records provide an Elmhurst, Ill., mailing address for one of Powell’s investment companies. DuPage County, Ill., property records list Anthony Pope as the owner of the building where Powell’s tax bills are sent. Pope could not be reached for comment.

    Others aren’t talking much either. Neither Powell nor his lawyer, Paul J. D’Agrosa, could be reached for comment. Richard Sindel, a defense lawyer who represents Roberts, says he’s inclined to believe that the case may boil down to an elemental point in common law — caveat emptor, or “buyer beware.” “These people who were involved in this investment are very intelligent, capable individuals,” Sindel says. “It’s not like a bunch of senior citizens, where he’s getting their last bits of money. These are land developers, real-estate developers, people who make their money by making good, solid investments.”

    Investors may have felt they were on solid ground because of Powell’s long history with Kinloch. In 1990, the dentist formed Airport Industrial Redevelopment Corp. (AIRCO) with real-estate developer Mark A. Turken and Kinloch granted AIRCO exclusive rights to redevelop the 175 acres bulldozed by the Airport Authority.

    Turken’s business relationship with Powell dates back to the mid-1980s, when the two were investors in the Gateway Mall project in downtown St. Louis.

    Under the agreement, Kinloch relinquished future control of the property to AIRCO. The plan hinged, of course, on St. Louis’ agreeing to convey the land to Kinloch. A measure to authorize the land transfer languished in a St. Louis aldermanic committee for months, in part because it was tied to a proposal to expand the Kinloch buyout to include the entire city. Eventually the buyout was expanded, but the St. Louis Board of Aldermen declined to authorize the return of the 175 acres that Kinloch wanted. Kinloch sued in 1993, and St. Louis was forced to enter into a consent decree, but St. Louis has continued to refuse to transfer the land back on the grounds that it had been acquired with FAA funds and that the federal government required that the land be resold at fair market value.

    The real reason for the delay in the conveyance of the land to Kinloch is a little more complicated. Under the terms of the consent decree, Kinloch and St. Louis were supposed to negotiate a sales price, which likely would be significantly below the current commercial value of the property. On the basis of his talks with developers, Wier, the former city attorney, estimates the actual value of the Kinloch property at $100 million. “They got a problem,” says Wier, “because federal law says if you buy out land with federal money and then the land is returned, as it would be in this case to Kinloch, the city of St. Louis has to return that money to the FAA. The city of St. Louis woke up and said, ‘We’re going to lose $100 million.’ They don’t want to do that, obviously. (So) they tap dance a lot about it.”

    In fact, Kinloch’s lawsuit alleges an ulterior motive on the part of St. Louis, the disincorporation of Kinloch: “This will permit the City of St. Louis to sell the property to private development concerns at a substantial profit to the City of St. Louis.”

    Kinloch’s efforts were further hampered in May 1990 when attorney Charles L. Bussey Jr. was convicted of federal income-tax evasion. Bussey had been instrumental in bringing Turken and Powell together, according to Wier. Moreover, according to a news report from the time, the AIRCO deal was orchestrated while Joseph Williamson, a lawyer from Bussey’s firm, was the acting Kinloch city attorney. Another attorney who once worked at Bussey’s firm is former St. Louis Mayor Freeman Bosley Jr., who served from 1993-97. Bussey’s partner Lloyd Jordan, who lobbied on behalf of the AIRCO deal, later served as a Bosley’s chief of staff.

    Alan Steinberg, an attorney who has represented Turken, Powell’s AIRCO partner, also served as a lawyer for the city of Kinloch in the early 1990s, according to news accounts. As a Kinloch counsel, Steinberg tried unsuccessfully to negotiate the reacquisition of Kinloch properties from the Airport Authority. Steinberg refuses to comment about his representation of Turken and Kinloch.

    Turken, who says he’s retired, now dismisses the AIRCO agreement as inconsequential. “The only thing that we had was a development company that had a piece of paper that said if Kinloch ever acquired this ground from the Airport Authority, we would have the first right to develop it,” he says. “It never happened. I haven’t had anything to do with this in years.”

    Wier, however, recalls discussing the AIRCO agreement with both Turken and Roberts on separate occasions only a few months apart. Wier says he sat in on a meeting in late 1998 or early 1999 with Powell, Turken and then-Kinloch Mayor Bernard Turner. At the meeting, Powell and Turken expressed indignation about the revocation of their redevelopment rights, Wier says. The Kinloch Board of Aldermen passed an ordinance severing the city’s agreement with AIRCO on Dec. 21, 1998.

    After mayoral candidate Keith Conway defeated Turner last year, Wier continued as legal counsel to the city during the transition. The lawyer remembers another meeting about the AIRCO rights — this time, with Powell and Roberts. At the meeting, which took place in April 1999, Mayor Conway reiterated the city’s position that the AIRCO agreement was dead, Wier says. Just to make sure, the Kinloch Board of Aldermen passed a resolution in July 1999, declaring that AIRCO had breached its contract with the city by “assigning stock and interest in the corporation without first seeking the prior approval” of the city.

    In short, two different Kinloch mayors renounced the AIRCO agreement on two separate occasions — during the same period in which Powell and Roberts were allegedly bilking investors. The AIRCO agreement, however, isn’t mentioned in the indictment, and Assistant U.S. Attorney Rosemary Meyers, the federal prosecutor, refuses to comment on any aspects of the case, other than what is outlined in the federal charges.

    “We went back and looked at the deal,” Wier says. “Mayor Turner and I and the city clerk spent hours going through whatever city records we had.” A diligent search failed to turn up a scrap of evidence that the Kinloch Board of Aldermen had ever approved the AIRCO agreement, he says.

    “We checked out other places, and we got word back from highly placed federal sources who said the FBI was very interested in Dr. Powell,” Wier says. Kinloch officials were also advised by St. Louis Mayor Clarence Harmon’s office and the Airport Authority to steer clear of Powell and his associates. Wier says Kinloch contacted both Turken and Powell about the matter and ultimately told them this: “It is our position that this contract is revoked. If you don’t like it, you can sue us.” He says, “That’s where we left it. The last I heard of it was that in the summer of 1999, the FBI had talked to (airport director Col. Leonard) Griggs and his people,” Wier says.

    For his part, Turken says the agreement forged between AIRCO and Kinloch in 1990 had no connection whatsoever to the land scheme later hatched by Powell and Roberts. As for Roberts, Turken says: “I wouldn’t know him if he bit me on the leg.”

    Faced with the airport buyout in the early ’80s, Kinloch drew up an ambitious plan that called for redeveloping the former residential properties into an industrial park. The plan, christened Kinloch Tomorrow, called for the return of the 175 acres of buyout property to Kinloch and relocating displaced residents to the northeast portion of Kinloch. In 1982, the St. Louis Board of Aldermen formally approved the plan and pledged to cooperate with its tiny neighbor in implementing it.

    Kinloch and St. Louis agreed to hire a planning agency, Fleming Corp., to draw up a 10-year, $21.4 million redevelopment plan that dovetailed with the airport’s expansion plans. The plan called for the creation of a private redevelopment corporation that would include representatives of McDonnell Douglas (now Boeing), Emerson Electric, Anheuser-Busch and Mark Twain Bank. The companies, it was hoped, would work in concert with government agencies to create a new Kinloch from the shell of the old.

    A survey by Fleming showed that more than half of the affected households in Kinloch wanted to stay in the community. To satisfy that demand, houses in the southwest part of the town were slated to be moved to the northeast section. Those that couldn’t be moved would be replaced with new housing. The plan also called for the construction of a retail shopping area, new community center and city hall and retirement apartment complex.

    A news photo from the era shows airport director Griggs with then-Kinloch Mayor Joseph L. Wells and other officials at a groundbreaking for new housing. They’re standing around a sign that proclaims: “Kinloch Tomorrow, the Future is Now.”

    But as early as the spring of 1981, Griggs had expressed doubts about the project because of the Reagan administration’s newly imposed emphasis on reducing federal spending. As a result, the anticipated private support for the plan never materialized, either. The Kinloch Housing Authority did build a number of retirement housing units with federal housing grants, but otherwise, only a handful of houses were ever built or relocated. The grand plans for a new city hall and community center also fell by the wayside.

    Without the redevelopment plan, the buyout acted as a one-two punch in the municipal breadbasket, doubly hurting Kinloch by depopulating half of the city and simultaneously destroying a large part of its none-too-hefty real-estate-tax base. To longtime residents, it appeared that the very foundations of their community were being disassembled by outside forces.

    Kinloch Tomorrow was an ambitious proposal that envisioned a bright future that never came. In many respects, the plan has been more of a prolonged nightmare than a dream deferred, mired in political conflicts, jurisdictional wrangling, land schemes and more than a few broken promises.

    The cascade of problems that Kinloch faced were not all pouring in from the outside, however. After the buyout destroyed some of the best housing stock in the city, crime began to increase — most notably, drug dealing and illegal dumping. The problem was compounded, during the first half of the 1990s, by a series of political scandals. City officials, including the police chief, were cited for various infractions. Money confiscated from drug and gambling raids disappeared from City Hall. Some aldermen were charged with and convicted of receiving stolen goods. And former Mayor Charlton Clay was convicted of extorting funds from a city contractor in 1993.

    “The scheme was to take this town,” says Helen Fryer Jones, who has watched Kinloch’s slow decline. “This town is wanted. It’s valuable property. You know, dollars will make a lot of folks change their minds and do things that they shouldn’t do. That’s why my town is like it is.”

    Virgil Jones, who is a plaintiff in Kinloch’s current lawsuit against St. Louis, agrees. “When all that land got vacant, that’s when everything hit the fan,” he says. Jones is the last resident in his subdivision. Everybody else sold out to the airport. The 78-year-old World War II veteran bought his house in 1967 with the help of a GI loan. He has been watching the antics of Kinloch officials, the Airport Authority and real-estate pitchmen for decades.

    “They would tell a lot of people lies,” he says, referring to tactics used to induce property owners to sell. “They would tell them that their water would be cut off. That was a lie.”

    The money that the airport has offered Kinloch homeowners in the past hasn’t been enough to buy affordable housing elsewhere, Jones says. “My sister, I know for a fact, she got $25,000. A majority of poor people out here — they’re taking advantage of (them),” Jones says. “A lot of them never saw a $100 bill in their life. See, they sucked them in. Money excites them. The dollars started flying around. Even some of the officials here in Kinloch started taking money under the table. There was a whole lot of stuff that went on. People’s lives were involved. A lot of them wish they hadn’t left. But they did leave. And it’s too late.”

    These days, the number of churches in Kinloch rivals the number of houses. The congregations arrive for funerals and weddings and worship services. When the sermons and ceremonies are over and the benedictions are all said, the churchgoers get in their cars and leave the place they used to call home.

    The residence next to Jones’ is now vacant and will soon be razed. The pink house on Rev. Dr. Earl Miller Street will then stand alone.

    For more information, see sidebar, Raising the Stakes.

  • Wild Elizabeth Cooke Saga Grips Internet Sleuths in St. Louis and Beyond

    Wild Elizabeth Cooke Saga Grips Internet Sleuths in St. Louis and Beyond

    SCREEN GRAB FROM VIDEO BELOW — Elizabeth Cooke on the day she was confronted allegedly attempting to steal a car.

    UPDATE TO THIS STORY: Elizabeth Cooke Refused to Leave Airbnb Where Bobby Phillips Died, Community Organizer Says

    What’s been billed as an attempted car theft gone wrong in south St. Louis has rapidly spiraled into a viral story of crime and intrigue this week — one centered around drugs, stolen vehicles, looted storage lockers and the mysterious circumstances surrounding the death of a 62-year-old man.

    A Facebook account under the name Elizabeth Cooke posted two videos on August 6, showing a woman believed to be Cooke as she’s confronted by a man whose car she was allegedly attempting to steal.

    “What the fuck?” the man says at the video’s outset, which was recorded on August 4.

    “My friend sent me over here and told me that I could use his car because my car broke down,” Cooke replies. “I’m so sorry, is this not my car?”

    After a tense exchange in which the man accuses Cooke of attempting to crack his steering column, he sends her away from the area, but not before asking her to pull down her mask so that he could get a clear shot of her face, which she does. (A screenshot of that moment from the video can be seen at the top of this article.)

    But it wasn’t Cooke who uploaded the videos, says the man. She simply left her phone behind at the scene, which the owner of the car subsequently gained access to — and with it, Cooke’s social media accounts.

    That kicked off a whirlwind of changes to Cooke’s Facebook page. Soon, her bio was altered to indicate that she “works at stealing;” a parenthetical was added to the end of her name that reads “(Car Thief);” and her cover image was changed to a stock image of a generic female burglar.

    In the days since, the car’s owner, whom we’re going to call “Jeff” because he asked that we not use his name, tells the RFT that he also found a trove of messages in Facebook’s Messenger app in which Cooke appears to be openly discussing various crimes with a group of accomplices, most of them related to theft and drugs. Naturally, those were soon posted to Cooke’s Facebook page as well, attracting a deluge of attention from internet sleuths and other onlookers as the page has increasingly gone viral. Jeff says he has since turned the phone over to police — but not before saving as many details as he could about the alleged crimes.

    Since the initial incident, Jeff says he has heard from a couple of people in Cooke’s orbit.

    “Her fiance gave me access to the phone — he gave me permission to enter the phone,” Jeff tells the RFT . “And what I did is I took as much information as I could out of it. And then, when her sister said that the phone was reported stolen, I went ahead and I made sure I had access to everything, and handed it over to the police, because I didn’t want to be in possession of stolen property.”

    And so, still able to access Cooke’s accounts, Jeff kept digging — and posting — in an attempt to help other people who may have been victimized reclaim their lost items. In addition to the phone, a bunch of credit cards under various names had been left behind in Jeff’s car, as well as someone’s ID. Jeff says he has since reunited some of those people with their belongings. He says he was also able to find information about various other possible crimes, and claims that he’s since helped solve about five thefts.

    But then, Jeff says he found something that made him sick to his stomach. In a bizarre video that Cooke shot on January 1, she can be heard discussing a 62-year-old man named Bobby Phillips, whom she claims she had met only a few days prior, after he spent 43 years in prison for a murder he committed when he was seventeen. (The RFT searched public court records, finding arrests for burglaries and traffic crimes in Phillips’ past but no evidence he ever faced murder charges.) Meanwhile, uploaded from her phone to the cloud just the day before were photos of Phillips’ social security card, birth certificate and ID, as well as documents signing over his power of attorney to Cooke and naming her as the sole beneficiary in his will. According to the power of attorney paperwork, Phillips was residing at the same address as Cooke at that time.

    A photo of a form, purportedly from Hoffen Funeral Home in Granite City, which Jeff uploaded to Cooke’s Facebook , indicates that Bobby Phillips died on January 1, 2021 — two days after naming Cooke in his will and giving her power of attorney, and the very same day the video was shot.

    Jeff was shocked. Initially, he says that he’d just been shaming this person through their social media, while also trying to reconnect some people with their stolen items. But he feared he’d just uncovered something far more sinister.

    “I looked at the time stamp. It was taken the day he died,” Jeff writes in a caption on the video. “There are other videos from that day. I’m sick to my stomach.”

    The RFT has been able to confirm that Phillips died at an Airbnb in north St. Louis where Cooke was staying. A St. Louis police spokeswoman tells the RFT that officers had responded to call at that location but declined to say more, citing an open investigation. The spokeswoman says police are also looking into the theft allegation but again declined to provide any additional details.

    Since the revelation that there had been a mysterious death in Cooke’s orbit, things have kicked into overdrive, with hundreds of internet sleuths digging into the matter, many comparing the whole affair to the Netflix docu-series Don’t F**k With Cats . The story has since gone fully viral as these online communities seeking to find more answers about Bobby Phillips’ death grow larger and larger.

    Cooke, meanwhile, has spent the past several days behind bars in jail in Illinois. Macoupin County Assistant State’s Attorney Jordan Garrison tells the RFT she was arrested for possession of a stolen vehicle and meth. She’s being held on $25,000 bond. During a video court appearance on Wednesday, she requested a public defender. It wasn’t immediately clear if an attorney had been assigned.

    A jail staffer tells the RFT that Cooke is aware of what’s happening with her social media accounts, but “not to the extent” that it has gone viral.

    For Jeff’s part, he says he’s just hopeful that the revelations that he found on her phone can lead to some clarity regarding Phillips’ death and the strange circumstances surrounding it. What started as an attempt to reunite some victims of theft with their lost belongings has since snowballed into something much larger, and potentially with far more sinister connotations. If there was wrongdoing, Jeff believes it needs to be brought to light.

    “I did not expect any of this. I wasn’t looking for any of this,” Jeff explains. “But now there’s a dead guy. And we need to figure out if somebody’s got to be held accountable.”

    This is a developing story. If you have any information about Bobby Phillips or the circumstances surrounding his death, please reach out to us at [email protected] , and include the words “Bobby Phillips” in the subject line. Editor’s note: This story was updated after publication with additional information from St. Louis police. Follow the author, Daniel Hill, on Twitter at @rftmusic. Ryan Krull contributed to this story.

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