Don't go to Memphis
Memphis is horrible, don't go there. Everywhere is shabby, delapidated or just shut down except one street, Beale Street, where there are a handful of blues bars scattered amongst dozens of touristy Elvis-shite-shops. The only art form that thrives in Memphis is that of the panhandler. There are a handful of museums that sit nestled in oases of manicured lawn and stainless steel but they are strewn, miles apart, amongst the urban sprawl and dereliction. There is a huge shopping mall housing nothing at all except for a victoria's secret. There isn't even a fucking McDonalds here and that says more about the destitution that has descended on the city than any grandiose language. At one end of the city is a huge blue pyramid made of glass that lies empty, too expensive to keep open and too unwieldy to pull down. Hopefully there will be some huge cataclysm that sucks the whole place into the earth leaving only the tip of this monstrosity as a sad reminder of what happens when you base your whole economy around one fat redneck. Even the basketball team is shit.
Don't go to fucking Memphis
