Just Say No to Band Guys?
{Let Rachel Flotard of Visqueen take the sting out of your heart. Send your love advice questions her way at loveishard@threeimaginarygirls.com.} Dear Rachel,I just met a…
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{Let Rachel Flotard of Visqueen take the sting out of your heart. Send your love advice questions her way at loveishard@threeimaginarygirls.com.} Dear Rachel,I just met a…
With 2003 only one-quarter finished, it may be too early for such a proclamation, but come December I'm certain that you'll still hear me testify…
As many of you know, Liz and I have been obsessed with the notion of the "superfan" for quite some time, and have written near-volumes…
Disclaimer: I have a slight proclivity for things Scandinavian. You may have noticed this already — I recently got a little, um, moist for (Norwegian)…
If you've ever been to a Kinski show, you know that they strive to expose all of their fans to the kind of music that…
I'm not sure what's bothering These Arms Are Snakes, but whatever it is, we're all the better for it. These seem like angry young men…
Holy freakin' cool industrial neighborhoods... do we ever adore Georgetown! And holy biscuits and vegetarian gravy... do we dig the Riffbrokers, the band to whom…
(Hey imaginary girls. Look, I'm fessing up right now. I didn't write this. But I promised you a review of the Rainer Maria show, and…
Shall I compare Carissa's Wierd to a Valentine's Day? They are more somber and more elegant. Could there be a more perfect Valentine's Day show…
Interpol came back into town to promote their first album, Turn on the Bright Lights and once again gave Seattle the "It" event of the…