Follow the international food crowd to a hidden Seattle treasure.
The women of d9 dance from the heart and shoot from the hip.
Rhett Miller goes out on his own.
Apparently, it’s Miller time.
News flash: Pavement doesn’t suck live. At least, they didn’t suck at the Showbox, where the last American indie-rock heroes…
Solo attorney David Osgood tries to spin hip-hop club lawsuits into policy-busting battles.
Four-day festival promises on-the-spot comedy. Plus: Monster Squad and Zoe Scofield, and Seattle Chamber Players.
My month among the ‘other’ artists.
OK, so a near-century of history only produced one great Cinerama film. But that film alone makes its revival in Seattle eminently worthwhile.
Robert McChesney wants a more democratic media marketplace, but don’t play games with him.
Seattle Weekly: You’re originally from Seattle, right? Michelle Bishop: I grew up in Bothell, just north of Seattle, and went…
VARIOUS ARTISTS, Fire and Skill: The Songs of the Jam (Epic/Ignition) Combining the best of mod energy, punk attitude, and…
Because sometimes a guy’s wardrobe needs a woman’s touch.
Yapp’s Market departure cheered.
A new video collection tries to nail down the ever-elusive Madonna.
PJ Harvey’s New York Stories.
Four weeks, 18 films, and more umlauts than our copy editors will allow!
An art film out West.
Dog’s got some star appeal, but he’s still bigger on the small screen.
Monday nights—not exactly the jewel in the crown of our swinging (and how!) social life, but that may be changing….
