Junko Yamamoto According to Yamamoto, her abstract paintings are based on the idea of Shunyata— a Sanskrit word that (she…
Preservationists start campaign to save 94-year-old sanctuary.
On his eighth album, Beck readjusts his position without altering it.
ON THE PLATE THROUGH NOVEMBER 30 All this month, Eastsiders can feast on a three-course lobster dinner for $24.99 at…
A suds-loving scalawag goes in search of hidden treasure at Maritime Pacific Brewing Company.
As regular readers of this column may be aware, I am not a chief strategist for the state Republican party….
In his first 100 days, the mayor has aimed high and thrown hard at the City Council. They’re not ducking for cover.
This laid-back neighborhood pub has free live music almost every night of the week. The smoky bar can get rowdy,…
A Happy New Year to all our readers, and a little warning to help make them happier: You may soon…
The highs and lows of winter film.
July 21, 2003. 11 a.m. The Gorge. My Roommate Matblond, tan, lean, apple-cheekedflipped off his sunglasses and surveyed the half-naked,…
Local grocery falls to luxury apartment tower, but nothing rises in its place.
Microsoft is spreading its political gifts far and wide.
This is not your momma’s wine and cheese.
Four years pass in one day.
Bobby Caldwell, “Take Me Back to Then” (Syndrome; 1978). Les McCann, “Will We Ever Find Our Fathers” (Atlantic; 1975). The…
Highlights—and otherwise—of the week’s calendar.
Severely brew-challenged? Have a winter beer tasting and learn while you drink.
I’LL ASSUME THAT nothing went horribly wrong at Tuesday’s All-Star Game (it was played after press time) and say this:…
The Seattle School District claims black ink is back. Inspired by a persnickety watchdog, we find that’s only sort of true.
