In its nine years as a professional theater company, the Maples Repertory Theatre has expanded its production schedule from three to six full-scale shows, as well as staging occasional cabaret concerts. "No one really expects a town the size of Macon to support professional theatre," says Artistic Director Todd Davison. "We are proving that great theatre is valued by people even if they don't live in a metropolitan area." The company produces its shows at the historic Royal Theatre, named because of the moat that once encircled the VIP seats. Built in 1889, the intimate, 400-seat venue was originally an opera house and underwent an extensive renovation in the 1990s.
A 15-foot projection television screen covers one wall at Sidelines Sports Bar, ensuring a good view from any seat in the house. This television, along with a smattering of flat-screens scattered around the bar, flickers with sports events, such as Mizzou football games, Cardinals baseball games, and mascot stampedes. Patrons gather around tables indoors or on the outdoor patio as they dig into plates of Cajun wings, barbecue ribs, or pizza. During breaks in the game, they compete at games of pool or in the Tuesday and Wednesday night Texas Hold’em tournaments.
With its multitudes of flat-screen TVs, mouthwatering appetizers, onsite sand volleyball pit, and front and rear outdoor patios, it's safe to say that Tiger Club is a sports haven. The 20-year-old bar was recently remodeled, and guests can saddle up to the brand new bar to catch the game or grab a slice of thin-crust pizza. Outside, volleyball teams fight for the championship and their parents’ approval as guests gather at the tables surrounding the court, enjoying cold beers and cocktails. Back inside the bar, the party rages on as friendly patrons create what the staff has dubbed “a Cheers-like atmosphere.”
Freezing Missouri winter winds howl outside Tropical Liqueurs' fogged-up windows, but inside, the atmosphere is decidedly beach-like. Palm trees and nautical knickknacks decorate the lively interior, but the true stars of this tropically themed watering hole are the frozen-drink dispensers, which churn with colorful, fruity potations. Bartenders load large styrofoam cups with potent slushies made from creative combinations of juices, liqueurs, and fruit purées. They rotate drink selections regularly, spotlighting a toasted-almond concoction one week—packed with coffee liquor, amaretto, and vanilla ice cream—and a daiquiri with fresh strawberries the next. Icy potations in hand, visitors turn their attention to games of pool or flat-screen televisions, which broadcast local sports games or horror movies where local sports games come to a temporary halt when the mascot turns out to be an actual tiger. During warmer months, visitors loll in the sun out on the wooden patio and enjoy the beverages that Inside Columbia hailed as a "Columbia staple" when it dubbed Tropical Liqueurs the Best Place for a Girls' Night Out in 2012.
When a school of music also contains a live-performance venue, it’s an indicator that the lessons stick. Such is the case with the Columbia Academy of Music, where private practice rooms sit just steps from The Bridge, a club accustomed to welcoming musical talent from down the street and around the country. A stage within range of instruction can inspire even the most stage-frightened students to step into the spotlight, where they’ll get the hands-on, feet-on stage experience that renders books worthless.
The academy’s tuneful staffers are no strangers to this kind of public performance—some instructors have shared the stage with the likes of Chuck Berry, Sting, and Hank Williams III—but many also are experts in what goes on behind the music. In lessons tailored for all ages, skill sets, and music-making manners, the school strengthens the confidence of budding musicians in once-a-week sessions. Instrument instruction infuses students with techniques across a range of musical genres; audio-production and engineering courses teach students how to make solid records and tolerate most singers’ misguided requests for more Steak-Umms in the monitor.