The adverts promise a voyage to Tibet like we’ve never seen, but Ritu Sarin and Tenzing Sonam’s vision of people…
Torpid third Spidey segment sags under character bloat, mission creep, and evil schizo tap dancing. Quit while you’re behind, Sam.
In February of this year, ex–Talking Head David Byrne curated a week’s worth of music at the venerable Carnegie Hall….
Taurus (April 20–May 20) Forget explanations, excuses, or apologies, even if they’re what’s being requested of you. What the person…
Aja isn’t in the office today, so it’s up to me to tell you what shows are worth checking out.So…
As Hannah, Brian, and I will attest, being in the presence of Beth Ditto, the vivacious front woman of The…
Four years ago, I saw the first Seattle version of The Light in the Piazza at Intiman. Last week, I…
Perfection is theoretically attainable in the realm of classical ballet. Not so in the act of walking. In Pacific Northwest…
Dear Readers, The reconquista has arrived! On May 1, ¡Ask a Mexican! comes out in book form gracias to the…
In a dance field where the standard model is a group led by one charismatic individual, intent on fulfilling his…
Payback: the Director’s Cut Paramount, $19.99 This is no standard-issue repackaging of a failed film, with a few scenes slapped…
Like a hip A/V club, two New York pack rats give voice to their sonic archives.
I have to cop to a major history lesson I received this past weekend.
Fat kids, fear, and white privilege—Britpop’s favorite outsider is back.
Sit back, relax, and feel like an absolute sloth next to this woman’s industrious hustle.
The re-formed Stooges: fewer tiger bites, more cat litter.
There’s a new broadband TV network called Growing Goodness; I bet some Seattleites will go for The Farmer’s Market Channel….
Considering the fact that Motörhead usually sell out the Showbox every time they roll through Seattle, it was pretty odd…
A lockout and lawsuit may be brewing.
Band leaves D.C., stops playing like assholes.
