The Weekly Wire: The Week's Recommended Events

THURSDAY 4/29Stage: TMI, and Then SomeMost solo performers present their emotional introspection on stage. Lauren Weedman instead performs superhuman, self-exploratory surgery. Since graduating from Almost Live, she's written and acted in one-of-a-kind shows where she unabashedly exposes her raw nerves. This generally means alienating her friends, lovers, and co-workers via personal blunders that she deftly re-enacts while we watch—and wince—in awe. "Comedy," she says, "is a way to get people to follow me into something." (That something being extreme mortification and empathy.) And people are following—she's hit her stride since moving to Los Angeles: She earns laughs in the hit Date Night (becoming enraged with Steve Carell at a book club); and fans of HBO's Hung know her as Horny Patty, the discomfortingly insatiable client of male escort Thomas Jane (she'll return for five episodes next season). Now she's back home to share No...You Shut Up, which considers the serious aspects of being a partner (to the show's director, Jeff Weatherford) and parent. She claims the touring show "gets the most laughs of everything I've done." This time around, Weedman will effortlessly embody her mother, her gynecologist, and a lesbian who warns new mom Weedman about her spawn: "That serpent sucks blood along with milk out of your breast." (Through May 8.) Richard Hugo House, 1634 11th Ave., 322-7030, hugohouse.org. $15–$20. 8 p.m. STEVE WIECKINGFRIDAY 4/30Opera: What a Day for an Auto-da-FéIn William Berger's tasty book Verdi With a Vengeance, an info-packed overview of the composer's operas, his summary of the plot of Verdi's sprawling historical epic Don Carlo runs 21 pages. It's a hugely ambitious project even for a large-scale company. That the part-time Bellevue Opera is tackling it at all, much less on Meydenbauer Center's cozy stage, is heroic. Admittedly, they're staging the short version—a mere four hours long. Another 21 pages might be devoted merely to outlining the rewrites Verdi made of this work, first composed for the Paris Opéra in 1867 and truncated for Italian attention spans in 1884. The title character is the Infante of Spain; the woman he loves, Elisabeth de Valois, is married off to his father, King Philip II. Eeew! Things do not end happily, not with the Inquisition looming over everything. Sung in Italian with English titles; Jonathan Pasternack conducts. Meydenbauer Center, 11100 N.E. Sixth St., Bellevue, 800-838-3006, bellevueopera.org. $15–$35. 7:30 p.m. (Repeats Sat.) GAVIN BORCHERTSATURDAY 5/1Stage: Historic and PreservedAcquired last year by nonprofit group Historic Seattle, the gabled red pile of bricks being celebrated at this weekend's Washington Hall House Party has a fascinatingly mixed ethnic history. It was built in 1908 for the Danish Brotherhood Society. Later, as the Squire Park neighborhood diversified, it hosted concerts by Duke Ellington, Billie Holiday, and Jimi Hendrix. Then it became home to the Sons of Haiti (who leased space to On the Boards). Purchased with funds also from 4Culture and the City of Seattle, the newly landmarked hall reopens tonight with a jazz set led by tenor saxophonist Hadley Caliman, followed an omnibus of dance, music, and theater featuring the likes of choreographer Dayna Hanson and accordionist Richard Svensson. Sunday offers family-friendly crafts activities and storytelling, plus dance lessons by Savoy Swing, a stage excerpt from Nu Black Arts West Theatre, and music from Jimmy and Grace Holden. Renovations are ongoing, and the dowager now even has a Facebook page (!) to solicit donations and volunteer labor. Or rent it for your next avant-garde theater production, bar mitzvah, or wedding, and become a part of its polyglot history. Washington Hall, 153 14th Ave., washingtonhall.org. Free. 7–11 p.m. (1–4 p.m. Sun.) BRIAN MILLERClassical: M'aidez!Inspired by the new-music marathons of NYC echt-downtowny ensemble Bang on a Can, Paul Taub has gathered a few dozen local musicians for 12 hours of contemporary music. And for once, the cliché "everyone who's anyone" might be close to true. Performers include Stuart Dempster, Wayne Horvitz, Robin Holcomb, Gamelan Pacifica, the Esoterics, and, to close the event, Taub's own Seattle Chamber Players. Repertory includes music by John Cage, Henry Cowell, Louis Andriessen, Steve Reich (Tehillim), and much more. Sorted into 24-minute slots, the musicians are playing whatever they want; to tie the programming together, and in honor of the date, they were encouraged to ponder the three meanings of May Day: spring festival, workers' holiday, and help, I'm drowning! Tag-teaming as hosts are KUOW's Dave Beck, The Gathering Note's Zach Carstensen, and yours truly. Town Hall, 1119 Eighth Ave., townhallseattle.org. $5. 1 p.m.–1 a.m. GAVIN BORCHERTBooks: Shark, I Jump Thee!The Fonz he was, and e'er The Fonz he shall be. Richie now directs movies. Mr. & Mrs. C. are happily retired from television. And we don't really care what became of the freckled, red-haired dude or the other guy who hung out at Arnold's. For those who formed their TV affinities during the long run of Happy Days (1974–84), Henry Winkler was the star of the show, the coolest, the leather-jacketed, James Dean–style personification of prime-time rebellion. That he was eventually tamed over the years, that he—yes—jumped the shark on water skis, we will not hold against him. And Winkler has had a fairly durable, good-humored afterlife in showbiz, including a recurring role on Arrested Development (where he again jumped a shark). But that's not why he's appearing to read from Hank Zipzer #17: A Brand-New Me! (Grossett & Dunlap, $14.99). The final volume in his preteen book series again features a dyslexic hero (like Winkler himself), with ample sympathy for "the world's greatest underachiever." Third Place Books, 17171 Bothell Way N.E., Lake Forest Park, 366-3333, thirdplacebooks.com. Free. 4 p.m. (Also: Eagle Harbor Books, Bainbridge Island, 1:30 p.m. Sun.) BRIAN MILLERSUNDAY 5/2Basketball: It's Raining WomenThe Seattle Storm are the Boston Celtics of the WNBA: A recent champion looking to surround a trio of aging all-stars—Sue Bird, Swin Cash, and Lauren Jackson—with enough competent youngsters to again top the league before meniscus tears doom them to the rebuilding bin. In April's collegiate draft, the Storm finally did what the Celtics have either been too smug or stupid (or both) to do: draft a promising point guard to back up Bird. That point guard is Alison Lacey, who, like Jackson, grew up in Australia. And like all three of the aforementioned stars, she's really cute—not just catnip for the Storm's adoring lesbian fan base, but for dudes, too. (Also hot: Ashley Robinson.) Would it be chauvinistic to suggest a swimsuit calendar? Y'know, for charity, like when firemen do it. Anything they can do, the Storm can do better; and tonight, they prep for the regular season (beginning May 16) with their preseason opener against the Phoenix Mercury, last year's WNBA champs. KeyArena, 305 Harrison St., 800-745-3000, wnba.com/storm. $14 and up. 1 p.m. MIKE SEELYBicycling: Not Only Wheels AllowedWhen does summer officially begin? By some calendars, when the city initiates its weekly Bicycle Sunday program, which closes Lake Washington Boulevard to cars from Mt. Baker Beach south to Seward Park, today until September 26. (There are obvious exceptions, including Seafair, per the city website). But maybe that moniker, "Bicycle Sundays," sounds too exclusive, too uptight and sanctimonious. Oh, look at you on your $5,000 carbon-fiber Cervélo, saving the world from global warming! The dirty little secret is that you can also ride your skateboard, push your baby jogger, run with your dog, scoot on your Rollerblades, flaunt your recumbent or unicycle, or just plain old-fashioned walk that lovely stretch of lakeshore without being threatened by encroaching SUVs. Bicycle Sundays are open to everyone. But, please, all users should observe the standard etiquette of keeping to the right lane—just like driving. And serious cyclists should also remember they're not competing in the Tour de France, so give some shy space and a smile to the kids and grannies you're overtaking at 25 mph. Lake Washington Boulevard, seattle.gov/parks. Free. 10 a.m.–6 p.m. BRIAN MILLERTUESDAY 5/4Nightlife: You Must Remember ThisLadies, don your garters. Men, your fedoras. Programmed by SIFF, the Tuesday-night Speakeasy Series promises glamour and sophistication with live jazz, retro films, and $8 vintage cocktails. (Ask bartender Brian McKay to make you "the Humphrey Bogart," a tasty combo of Cointreau, lemon, and bitters). Films are grouped by city, and this month's selection (through May 25) is New Orleans, meaning screenings of 1958's King Creole (Elvis alert!) and the 1950 Panic in the Streets (Richard Widmark pursues plague-carrying Jack Palance and Zero Mostel). But, honestly, the atmosphere counts for more than the movies. My recent visit found a sexy, classy vibe that didn't feel contrived. Some patrons slink about to the music; some focus on the flicks. Other couples ignore their surroundings entirely, opting to down drinks and engage in intense, private conversations. The decision is yours. But do order that Humphrey Bogart. (New York, Miami, and L.A. will be featured onscreen through Aug. 31.) Triple Door, 216 Union St., 838-4333, thetripledoor.net. Free (21 and over). 8 and 10 p.m. ERIKA HOBART

 
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