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Friday, May 29, 2009

Stickney Withdraws Lawsuit

Posted by Dominic Holden on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 5:24 PM

Reports the Olympian:

Just three days after filing suit, evangelical activists are abandoning their bid to rewrite the ballot title for Referendum 71. The proposal asks voters whether they want to adopt or reject new rights passed by the Legislature for same-sex partners who sign up on the state's registry. [...]

Larry Stickney of the Washington Values Alliance requested the dismissal on his own motion to challenge the wording crafted by the Attorney General’s Office.

That's correct: Stickney filed a referendum, waited until the last possible day to challenge the ballot title, and then withdrew the challenge. A real wizard, this one. Now he can begin printing petitions—which, hilariously, must include the entire 114-page domestic-partnership bill on one sheet of paper.

Tip from the lovely Lurleen.

Cleanliness Is Next to Godliness

Posted by Dominic Holden on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 5:04 PM

In this week's paper, Jonah and I write about the bust of an alleged brothel called the Sacred Temple on Eastlake Avenue East. The article contained an error, writes Ruby:

I was involved in the temple for nearly a year, and as I read the article one thing stuck out as totally untrue. "Each small room in the compound contained a pump bottle of lubricant and a rack of small blue towels." Honey, that was hand sanitizer. Every single room had a heater, a crock pot, loads of towels, tissues...and hand sanitizer. No lube. If people had lube, they brought their own. The management did not supply it. I know it seems like a small thing, but it really makes a difference in deciding whether the management was "forcing" women to have sex (which of course, they were not). Please ask Dominic Holden and Jonah Spangenthal-Lee to check their facts.

That was my fault. I was walking though the ransacked house two days after police raided the place, trying to take it all in. The rooms were dark, and the bottles contained a substance that looked exactly like lube: clear, viscous stuff in pump bottles next to the tables/beds. A call to one of the employees confirms that the Sacred Temple was not stocked with lube, but rather with hand sanitizer. I regret the error.

"I noticed that the people getting their pictures taken with her were more than half female, and more than half of them were seriously hot..."

Posted by Christopher Frizzelle on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 4:48 PM

That's one of the comments on this week's Bar Exam about Mary Kay Letourneau's new club night. It still boggles the mind that she and her ex-student (1) ever got together in the first place; (2) remain together; and (3) have a club night in Pioneer Square. Other commenters are divided up into the hats-off-to-them camp and the it's-all-so-wrong camp.

SIFF Picks of the Day

Posted by Lindy West on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 4:46 PM

Hello, SIFFers! First of all, if you're interested, you can read my thoughts on the opening night gala here.
And there's good stuff playing today! Good stuff. Also, bad stuff. Here's the situation:
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Dominic Holden highly recommends the weird, wonderful A Woman's Way:

You'd think watching an ex-con and a transgender prostitute fall in sweet, sweet love would be weird. But it's not. In A Woman's Way, directed by Panos Koutras, everyone smokes constantly and drinks lots of coffee and booze in Athens, Greece, and our lovers both have a knack for fixing lamps. Then they make graphic love in a whirlpool of rainbow light. Campy friends share the best of advice before keeling over. Funerals are had; babies are fed. It's so wholesome, right? But this modern-day revival of Greek mythology pulls a midpoint mind-fuck that will leave you reeling.

Charles Mudede wrote about With a Little Help from Myself earlier today:

From the director of Monsieur Ibrahim, François Dupeyron, this film is about two things. One, the heat wave in 2003 that killed 14,000 seniors; and two, a family of African immigrants supported spiritually and financially by Sonia (Félicité Wouassi), the insect woman of the 21st century. Her family lives in the projects outside of Paris, and her beauty has captured the heart of a man who drives around the projects picking up old people killed by the heat. The woman also has a bum husband and two sons (one is weird; the other is dumb), and two daughters (one is attractive; the other ugly). The film has lots of great African music and French hiphop.

It's also the opening night of ShortsFest Weekend, so shorts-lovers should walk fast, not walk regular-pace, to SIFF Cinema.

There are also a couple of documentaries playing today, both of which seem like they might be interesting, but range from kinda-lame to UNBEARABLY UBER-LAME: the fawning Pirate for the Sea (me: "[Paul Watson's] unflinching, aggressive activism is inspiring (he calls Greenpeace “corporate whores”), and well worth a documentary, but Pirate for the Sea suffers from an awed, folksy one-sidedness"); and the completely inept Know Your Mushrooms (also me: "A ridiculous and useless ragout of mushroom puns, corny animation, inane trivia, and super-duper-high people describing their boring-ass shroom trips: 'Now. Hey. That might be an interesting thing. Could you go through a wormhole with the mushroom and find yourself on a planet like earth? It sounds like fantasy, whatever, as I keep telling people, yesterday’s science fiction is today’s science, and things we didn’t think were possible are possible'").

I don't recommend either, but Pirate for the Sea is at least mildly engaging. Know Your Mushrooms, on the other hand, WILL KILL YOU. LIKE A FUCKING AMANITA PHALLOIDES.

See you tomorrow!

There Are Some Weirdos in New York

Posted by Paul Constant on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 4:38 PM

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Well, not really weirdos. There are people who are paid to humiliate themselves for publishers in New York. And I got pictures!

These ladies were dancing in the great hall at BEA to drum music.

They were handing out fliers to promote a book. I have no idea what the book was.

And the guy in the bottom left is the world record-holding fastest maker of balloon dogs. He was in the Guinness Book of World Records booth promoting the new edition. He said that he's always losing his title to (and then winning it back from) some clown in Germany. It took me a few minutes to realize he was talking about an actual clown and not just calling this German guy a clown because he didn't like him.

Now I am off to some book-related parties in the Village, including one that is ominously referred to as a "Tweetup." We'll see how that goes.

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While Supplies Last

Posted by Dominic Holden on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 4:27 PM

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That's right, shoppers. You can get a salvaged piece of wood for the low, low price of only $250. A smaller salvaged plank is also available at the Square Room for $100.

Do You Know How Depressing It Is

Posted by Lindy West on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 4:02 PM

...when it's this beautiful outside and the closest you can get to it is a faint reflection of sunshine on your Zac Efron Poster Collection?

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GOD. GODDAMNIT FUCK.

A Small Steak, Please

Posted by Bethany Jean Clement on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 3:45 PM

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Sorry for the belated opportunity for jokes/outrage—I keep forgetting to post this—but here's a story in the L.A. Times about how more people are raising miniature cows. For BEEF.

Photo by TraCataldo from The Stranger's flickr pool.

Steinbrueck Endorses: Bloom/Bagshaw, Miller/Rosencrantz

Posted by Erica C. Barnett on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 3:38 PM

Just got off the phone with former city council member Peter Steinbrueck (whose enthusiastic support for council candidate David Bloom last night made me question his prior endorsement of Sally Bagshaw, Bloom's opponent), who confirms that he has, indeed, endorsed both Bloom and Bagshaw. Steinbrueck's explanation, in part:

Endorsements are a tricky thing, especially for high-profile endorsers, because everyone wants your endorsement. ... I'm absolutely, unqualifiedly behind [Bloom's] candidacy, but he didn't decide on his seat until after I had endorsed Sally. She was the first person I endorsed. I have a personal and family connection with her and... I'm happy to dual endorse both of them. ... I consider David an activist ally for many years. He's a really decent person. Sally is too.

Steinbrueck confirmed that he's also endorsed two candidates in the six-way Position 8 race: Robert Rosencrantz, a landlord and three-time council candidate, and David Miller, a north Seattle neighborhood activist. His reasoning:

I've known Robert for a long time and he's certainly more conservative than other candidates, but the guy has a lot of integrity. He's passionate and determined. He does have a difficult time communicating with people, [Ed: Um, yeah] but he's very thoughtful, principled, and purposeful... David is someone I've been talking with throughout the campaign. He lives close to my neighborhood [Northgate], so there's a geographic tie-in. I've found him to be smart, analytical, and effective. He's an interesting balance of a neighborhood and a small-business guy.

Asked if he wouldn't rather have a council full of lefty, progressive types like Nick Licata (who was described, at Bloom's event last night, as the only remaining "real" progressive on the council), Steinbrueck responded vehemently, "No way! Nor would I want nine of me on there! I think the council as a legislative body benefits from having a range of viewpoints and also some range on their political perspective, which is pretty darn narrow in Seattle."

OH AND (update): Steinbrueck told me last night that he has no plans to endorse anyone in the mayoral primary, but that he would consider endorsing his frequent council adversary Jan Drago in the general, if both she and Nickels make t through, "if she changes her message" to appeal to neighborhoods outside downtown and to present a clear contrast with Nickels. No way will Steinbrueck be endorsing Nickels, though.

Here Is Why I Go to BEA

Posted by Paul Constant on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 3:37 PM

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So far at BEA, I've picked up Nicholson Baker's new novel, The Anthologist (due out in September), Joshua Ferris's new novel The Unnamed (due out on January 18th),Darwyn Cooke's adaptation of Richard Stark's first Parker novel, The Hunter (out next month) a novel about grave robbers called The Monstrumologist (out in September), a graphic memoir about an awful childhood called Stitches (out this fall), a reissue of the great Rudolph Wurlitzer's early novel Nog (out in one or two months, with a cover blurb that reads "The Novel of Bullshit is dead." -THOMAS PYNCHON) and a book called The Cult of the Presidency by libertarian-ish press Cato. I can't wait to start reading.

I did not pick up the new Dean Koontz memoir due out this fall, even though there were billions of copies available. There are a lot of books with roses on the cover available, too. I didn't pick any of those up. Not even the one called The Rose. I didn't wait in the mile-long line for Neil Gaiman's autograph. I am upset that there is no McSweeney's or Small Beer Press booth this year. The small presses are getting sized out of BEA. I ran into Stephen Elliott, author and founder of the blog The Rumpus, and he declared that literature had been forced out of Book Expo America.

I am shocked that I haven't seen Sherman Alexie yet, but it is only a matter of time. He was quoted on Twitter as saying he wanted to punch an old lady for using a Kindle, though. Which is the next best thing to seeing Sherman Alexie. And I heard a rumor (a very solid rumor, but a rumor nontheless) that someone is serious about bringing a book festival—a real book festival, not Bookfest—to Seattle, and they're talking to the Mitch Kaplan, founder of the Miami Book Festival and also to the people behind the Brooklyn Book Festival about how to do it right. This is very exciting.

Hustler Envisions a World Beyond Bitter Partisanship

Posted by David Schmader on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 3:26 PM

....where a Republican from Alaska and a Democrat from Illinois can meet up in the woods and find L-U-V.

In other news: Blet.

(And yes, it's safe for work.)

Also Today in Cupcakes

Posted by Bethany Jean Clement on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 3:03 PM

IN ADDITION, Megan says Trophy Cupcake is opening in U Village this weekend. They're not Megan's ultimate favorite either: Sugar Rush is. (Myself, I prefer pie.)

Christ on a cupcake, WHEN WILL IT END?!

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Sugar Rush cupcakes photographed by Kelly O.

UPDATE! Gold Star Comment goes to the one and only COMTE:

...Pirates eat pie; sissies eat cake. Vagabonds and ruffians eat pies while sloshing down pints of strong ale and singing filthy sea-shanties; inbred aristocrats nibble cakes while drinking tiny cups of weak tea and discussing the breed lines of emaciated little rat-faced dogs.

Pies are stuffed with hearty fillings, like mince-meat, four-and-twenty blackbirds, or that nasty judge from down the lane whom you haven't seen for quite some time - and who probably ate cake. What are cakes filled with? Custard and jam....

David Bloom's Kickoff

Posted by Erica C. Barnett on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 2:09 PM

UPDATE: A commenter points out that Peter Steinbrueck (see below) appears to have endorsed both David Bloom and Bloom's opponent, Sally Bagshaw—which, if it's (still) true, would make his extremely enthusiastic support for Bloom last night a little... um... awkward. Steinbrueck is listed on both Bloom's and Bagshaw's endorsement lists. I have calls in to the various folks involved to try to get to the bottom of things.

0790/1243630067-bloomdoor.jpgThe kickoff for former Seattle Church Council deputy director David Bloom's city council campaign—held last night at the Swedish Cultural Center on Dexter, an awesome building overlooking Lake Union that's well worth finding an excuse to visit—featured a parade of longtime activists and politicos, from onetime Helen Sommers opponent Alice Woldt, to city council veteran Nick Licata, to housing activist and rabble-rouser Joe Martin, to former city council member Peter Steinbrueck.

Steinbrueck, in fact, was the implicit or explicit subject of several speakers' remarks—an indication that supporters are hoping to set Bloom up as the new Steinbrueck, the second "true progressive" (in addition to Licata, who's up for reelection this year) on the council. For example, in her introduction of Steinbrueck, Woldt said, "We miss having two [council members] voting in the interests of the people of the city. We think Nick needs another colleague on the council." Similarly, in his speech, Bloom himself told the crowd of about 75, "Nick said last night [during his own campaign event], 'I’m the most progressive member of the city council.' Well, I am running so I can be one of the most progressive members of the city council!"

The association with Steinbrueck could help counter charges that Bloom's politics and vision are identical to Licata's—which, in fact, they pretty much are. But is that a liability or an asset?

In one way, the former: As Josh noted, last night's event looked like Seattle circa 1997 (or even 1977, if you kicked the few thirtysomethings out of the room)—a crowd of grayhairs who've been involved in Seattle politics and activism, like Bloom, for upward of 30 years. 2780/1243630613-bloom.jpgThose folks responded enthusiastically to Bloom's populist, anti-downtown message (at one point, he blasted "the politicians [who] are too influenced by these big-ticket projects that seem to help downtown and not the neighborhoods"; at another, he called out the city for spending money beautifying Mercer for the benefit of Paul Allen, "one of the richest men in the world," while neighborhoods north of 85th Street still lack sidewalks), but they're a small (and shrinking) part of the voting public. (Bloom even kind of looks like Licata, although his dated khaki jacket—"I got this at a thrift store, too," he told me, a reference to my tease a few weeks ago about his '70s JC Penney style—is a down-market version of Licata's usual tweed-n-cord combos). Whether Bloom's message really resonates in a city where the battle lines have shifted (and where an increasing number of people are concerned about the environment and protecting neighborhoods while promoting density) is unclear.

However, in another very large way: The latter. Bloom's lefty cred is impeccable. And while he may not be as well-known as Licata (or, for that matter, his co-founder of the Seattle Displacement Coalition, John Fox), there's something extremely appealing about a political candidate who has deep knowledge of local politics, yet isn't a politician. As Steinbrueck, who called him "the most solid social justice activist I know," put it: "There are a lot of candidates who run out of political ambition. … You can tell they’re running for that reason because they say things like, 'Starting when I was in kindergarten, I wanted to be President of the United States"—a subtle dig at his former colleague Bruce Harrell, who bragged on the campaign trail about wanting to be a council member since junior high? In contrast, Steinbrueck said, Bloom "is a pragmatist and a realist and an idealist, if you can be all those things in one." bdd7/1243631157-martin.jpgKing County Council member Larry Gossett, who, along with Licata, worked on an anti-red-lining campaign with Bloom in the mid-'70s, added, "There are religious and faith-based leaders who say we have to be no the same side that Jesus would be on…. David Bloom would say that’s fine, but how many of you are willing to work in your churches and fight for homeless people… rather than just talking about it in church on Sunday?" Indeed, at one point in his speech, Bloom said he was running "to be your representative on the Church Council," prompting howls around the room. "Boy, did I walk into that one," he said.

Bloom is running against Sally Bagshaw for the open seat being vacated by Jan Drago. Unfortunately, I didn't make it to her event the other night (send me invites, Sally!) but KC prosecutor Dan Satturberg's band, The Approximations, supposedly played. (Bagshaw hasn't returned my call yet today, so I haven't been able to confirm this important detail). The entertainment at Bloom's event, in contrast, consisted of the aforementioned Martin—who jammed in to 19-year-old Licata campaign manager Andrew Lewis's BMW with me, Licata, Lewis and a Licata aide on the way to the event—and a band called Pedro Pistolas (hear their Bloom theme song here). Martin, a heavily bearded Irishman who stands about five-foot-three, sang a song about Bloom, made a few jokes about drinking, and ordered everyone onto their feet.

It was a good party.

Cupcake Royale Opening on Capitol Hill

Posted by Bethany Jean Clement on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 2:07 PM

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...at the end of July, at 11th and Pike near Boom Noodle. Take it away, press release:

With a bakery nearly three times the size of Cupcake Royale’s current World Headquarters in Ballard, the company’s baking capacity will get a much-needed boost.... The new location is designed by Domestic Architecture, led by Roy McMakin (artist and longtime neighbor/customer of Cupcake Royale in Madrona), and artisans handling the build-out include Dovetail Construction (which recently completed Molly Moon’s and Oddfellows), Sterling Voss, Big Leaf Manufacturing, and glass artist Greg Lundgren (owner of Hideout, and Stranger Genius award winner for Vital 5). The space is housed within the first commercial building by internationally acclaimed architect Tom Kundig.

The conceptually designed cupcake café will feature a semi-private party area, a community table for gatherings, and a bakery peep show with a picture window exposing back-of-the-house operations to the cupcake-obsessed customers.

As Megan Seling noted in October, it's the trend that won't die—see also the Yellow Leaf Cupcake Co., the cupcake shop that opened two weeks ago in Belltown.

The Insect Women

Posted by Charles Mudede on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 1:38 PM

Screening tonight at SIFF is a film that deserves more attention, With A Little Help From Myself.

Set in the suburbs of Paris, and directed by François Dupeyron, who is known in this part of the world as the director of Monsieur Ibrahim, Myself introduces a new figure into a stream of cinema that began with Shohei Imamura's Insect Woman. Seen in the state of this type of woman is the state of a society or nation. This type of woman is always in the twilight of legitimate forms of self-exploitation and illegitimate forms (prostitution). Some astrophysicists describe a star as something that only knows how to generate energy. That is how they live and, ultimately, what causes them to explode or implode. Similarly, the insect woman only knows how to survive. She will do anything just to keep up and going. She is all instinct, all the root will to live, the force that sees death as the only obstacle and avoids it at any cost. Fassbinder's Maria Braun is such a woman (she represents West German's biological imperative). And so is Sonia—the first African woman to enter this deep theme in world cinema. (One might argue that Ousmane Sembene's Faat Kiné is the first African representation of this figure, but she is not. Faat struggles to compete with other males in a patriarchal society but she does not struggle to stay alive, to eat, grab anything that can sustain her body.)


The insect woman is all about the body, which is why the climatic scene in Myself is of an old white man spending the last night of his long life on earth worshiping the black body of the African insect woman. He knows and admires its devouring and loving power. He is dead by dawn. The scene is dark and disturbing. But it is precisely these dark and disturbing places that the insect woman takes us. In The Marriage of Maria Braun, a white man returns home from the war only to find his wife selling her body to a black American man. He kills that black man. He is sent to prison. The insect woman does not cease to devour and love life. The nation's respectable identity rises from these muddy and violent situations. Myself, however, represents a new kind of nation: the multitude. Sonia is the the stateless nation of immigrants, global drifters, international dreamers.

The defining existential moment for the immigrant is the moment of crossing a border. This crossing demands the root strength of an insect's will to live. Sonia has a big laugh.

Street Food Zeitgeist

Posted by Bethany Jean Clement on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 1:37 PM

Our dear Jonah Spaghetti-and-meatballs got the scoop this week on what the mayor's office, Gabriel Claycamp, and Josh Henderson from Skillet are doing to get more food carts and trucks out on Seattle streets, which then will get more delicious, cheap food into your mouth.

They've got big plans—torturously slow plans, on the city's part, but big ones. Also:

Meanwhile, two new trucks are also happening: Marination Mobile, set to be up and running this week [on Capitol Hill, maybe as soon as tonight!; more info via Twitter] serving "Hawaiian and Korean curb cuisine," and an imminent pig-shaped Airstream from the Beecher's Handmade Cheese people, serving "the best pulled-pork sandwich you've ever had."

Over in comments, one person sends us to the New York Times' Frugal Traveler blog to read about Portland's awesome variety of street cart food—almost 400 carts! And according to another commenter, some open until 3 a.m.!

And another commenter points out a piece in the San Francisco Chronicle about growth in street food there, and notes that they quote a chef as saying Seattle's got a "thriving street-food scene." Not. Yet.

Also, some people are taking issue with the cheap part. And it's true: Skillet is no Tacos Asadero—you'll spend as much as at a sit-down lunch. Another controversial stance in comments: "I too go to skillet and grimace at the $12+ tab...I know Ill catch guff for this but I started limiting my tip for my walk up food experience to $1, at a maximum... these guys are making a killing on the food...so to tip the owners seems redundant."

Now please enjoy this great photo Kelly O took of Jeff at the much-less-expensive Comet Dogs (commenter birdy num num says, "the hot dog in front of the comet is outstanding!").

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Thank you, commenters on J.S.L.'s piece! You rule.

Talking to China Miéville

Posted by Paul Constant on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 1:27 PM

b4a1/1243627279-200px-mieville_city_2009_uk.jpgI interviewed China Miéville, the author of Un Lun Dun, The Scar, and Perdido Street Station, earlier today. If you haven't read his books, he writes Dickensian urban fantasy that's about as far away from Tolkien as you can get. his newest book is called The City and the City*, and it's about as far away from Miéville's earlier work as you can get: It's like a Philip K. Dick novel, only instead of the main character having a fractured identity, the setting is what's completely schizophrenic. It's a police procedural novel set in a city that has a psychological border with another city: Like if East and West Berlin decided to politely ignore each other instead of putting up a wall.

I'll put up the full text of the interview next week, but I have to say that Miéville is a hugely entertaining conversationalist. In twenty minutes we went from e-books—"If I was starting now I'd be very pro e-dissemination. I think it's one of those things where it is both inevitable and desirable"—to his influences in writing the most different novel of his career—"If you're a fan of [Philip K. Dick's] you never see outside him," but the major influences for The City and the City include Kafka and Bruno Schulz— to "The growing but still tiny number of Poles with African heritage."

He wrote The City and the City because "my mum was very ill and she's always been a crime reader. I wanted to write something that was completely related to her preferred protocols." Very little of the book relates to his previous works, but it was written at the same time as another book, "a big fat urban fantasy much more flavored like Perdido."

And we concluded our discussion by talking about the idea that they're remaking the Buffy the Vampire Slayer movie (Miéville is a huge Buffy fan.) "My alarm bells are ringing. Never underestimate the sheer crassness of these people. How about we don't go and see it." I pointed out that geek culture resists the idea of not seeing movies that look bad. "But still," he said, "How about we don't go and see it. How about we don't go and see Transformers: Revenge of What the Fuck Ever. Of course Michael Bay's film is awful. He's Michael Bay! It was the Star Wars prequel that did it for me. I saw the first, but I'm never going to go see the others. There's quite enough really really great entertainment." He proposed the idea of an anti-Ain't It Cool News website called "Let's Not Go.com. You could publish reviews by people who saw it so you don't have it."

Miéville's reading at Third Place Books on June 5th, and you really ought to consider going. The interview will be up on our books page next week.

* The City & the City cover on this post is the British edition. As always, it is a superior cover to the American edition.

Is There a Drag Queen History Expert in the House?

Posted by Megan Seling on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 12:59 PM

Crapwreck says:

Several years ago, a drag queen named Vesta Buhl hosted Rock Lobster at Neighbours. Does anyone else remember this? If so, who is this elusive queen? I have spent some time trying to find her presence online and found nothing! Help!

If you know the answer, tell Crapwreck and the world in Questionland!

I Found My Stuntman, Guys!

Posted by Wm.™ Steven Humphrey on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 12:56 PM

As you guys probably know, my script for the autobiographical movie of my life, "Prostate Full of Dynamite: The Wm. Steven Humphrey Story" has been given the motherfucking green light! WOOT NOW! Therefore the only thing really left to do is to find a stuntman who can handle all the mind-blowing action scenes (and has a similar body type—which is to say "wicked rocking.") And I think I've found him! Check out the demo reel for stuntguy/ parkour maniac Damien Walters. He does everything I would do if my groin muscle wasn't pulled.

Hat tips to Film Drunk!

Because Screaming "Die, Bigot, Die!" Will Only Get You So Far...

Posted by David Schmader on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 12:37 PM

Here's Rob Tisinai's new video on rationally discussing marriage equality with those who oppose it.

Keep 'em coming, Rob.

One Idea for All Those P-I Boxes

Posted by Erica C. Barnett on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 12:06 PM

Planterboxes!

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(Sadly, I'm not handy enough to actually do this, but maybe someone will.)

Lunchtime Quickie

Posted by Kelly O on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 12:01 PM

Move over Snuggie™. Take a seat ShamWow®. Introducing... uh, this new thing that really could use a catchier name...

Seattle Poetry Chain 26: Bob Redmond

Posted by Paul Constant on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 12:00 PM

3545/1243378728-11031952fire.jpgLast week on the Poetry Chain, Mike Hickey shared a prose poem about Eve (of "Adam and..." fame). This week, he picks someone who's very important to the Seattle poetry scene: Bob Redmond. Here is what Hickey says about Redmond:

For many years in the Emerald City, Bob Redmond has been a tireless community organizer in the same vein as Barack Obama. He is also an extraordinary poet of the people à la Walt Whitman. Therefore, Bob might be described as the African-American Father of American Poetry. Kinda.

Bob is the driving force (official title: Senior Programming Manager) behind One Reel, the company that produces Bumbershoot (among other events). If you've ever attended a literary event at Bumbershoot, it was because Redmond organized it. He also organizes Seattle's Poet Populist program, and dozens of other arts-related programs. Here is Bob Redmond's poem for the Seattle Poetry Chain:

DANCER
May, 2009

Ohio, you looked so good from the plane,
your sturdy old maples and humble slopes
holy. There could go an Amish carriage,
there could grow clean-eared corn, rolled-up
sleeves, the open arms of Erie spilling two canals
bloodward west and south. Then we know how
it goes: highway, the Hough falling down,
skyline split from chimneys tipping flame,

ash landing because nothing just a husk.
There go the jobs down the culvert.
There percolates the cancer-making well.
There goes the family hurtling headlightless
through the cicada-stained night.
What is left after a mastectomy, or
Cuyahoga catching fire for the tenth time?
What's a Jerusalem for whom no one weeps?

Come now from the deeps to his dunkingness,
from Saints Vincent and Mary, to all public
and private defeats: come, there he is, dancing
through the cul de sac, through the asphalt key,
to the everlastingly empty hoop forging,
summoning desire from so much lack, until
it is different, until like a river never so clean:
like a Baptist rising, the whole city of Cleveland

lipping up to the rim

Thanks to Mike Hickey and many thanks to Bob Redmond for taking part in the Seattle Poetry Chain. Bob (almost literally) knows everybody in Seattle's artistic community, so it'll be fascinating to see who he chooses for the next link on the Seattle Poetry Chain. Tune in next week at noon.

(Special note: To illustrate his piece, Redmond suggested that we use a photo of the 1952 Cuyahoga fire. The above posted photo is from here.)

Part of the Problem

Posted by Brendan Kiley on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 11:38 AM

On hour ago, I posted this. In brief: The city gave $225,000 to some great local artists—including Stranger Genius winners—and isn't that great because the city used to give money to some crap local artists.

Fourteen minutes later, the first comment, from PC:

1. Other things are more important.
2. This is why the working class gets poached by the GOP.
3. This is insane. If you want to spend money on art buy paints and pay art teachers so kids get more art. Or pay for kids to go to well established plays or the ballet.

Dear PC, and all the PCs of the world, allow me to direct you to this column by Jen Graves from a few weeks ago, where she dissects this false choice between arts spending or social services spending.

An excerpt:

It's the same debate we had when the National Endowment for the Arts had to get on its knees and beg to be included, for the miniscule price tag of $50 million, in the $787 billion federal bailout. It's the same debate we've been having since Jesse Helms made it obvious that art, due to its subjective nature, would be the easiest target for public ire—the easiest way for politicians to distract the public from real problems.

PUBLIC-ART FUNDING IS A RED HERRING, PEOPLE. If we'd fined every politician who tried to use public art for his or her own gain in the last 20 years, we could have paid for art/music/dance/etc. teachers in public schools this whole time. Imagine!

The state spends about $2 million a year, out of an approximately $15 billion operating budget, on public art. Public-art spending accounts for .013 percent of the state's budget. Please ask your legislators to focus their time and money on fixing the other 99.987 percent of the budget. Please ask your newspapers and broadcasters to stop idiotic, ancient, false debates.

I'm sorry to be belligerent about this, but it is infuriating to have this dumb conversation year after year after year, whether the economy is up or down or in-between, and whether the politicians are Democrats, Republicans, or space invaders.

Read the rest here.

And I can't wait to see what John Osebold, Jen Zeyl, Keri Healey, KT Niehoff, Marya Sea Kaminski, Amelia Reeber, Haruko Nishimura, Robin Holcomb, and the rest of this year's OoACA gang are going to make with that money.

Fuck You, Amazon

Posted by Erica C. Barnett on Fri, May 29, 2009 at 11:07 AM

Mere months after a public outcry forced Amazon.com to ban a Japanese rape-simulation video game called "Rapelay" (to win, you stalk and rape women and force them to get abortions), the company is doing it again—this time, selling a video game called "Stockholm: An Exploration of True Love." The setup is that you've kidnapped a woman and must make her "fall in love with you," by poisoning her, raping her, and psychologically torturing her. Because abusing women is a game, get it?

Via Feministing.

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