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Who would have thought? Hey, I lived after interviewing Nick Cave (something a drunken British music press veteran confessed to me he'd never do again,…
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Who would have thought? Hey, I lived after interviewing Nick Cave (something a drunken British music press veteran confessed to me he'd never do again,…
After a much too long week of work or school, made more unbearable by pouring rain and only grey skies, what more could a Seattleite…
New York native Ingrid Michaelson heated up a chilly Seattle evening, as she played an acoustic in-store set at Easy Street Records followed by a…
This show was immediately on my must-go list the moment it was announced on the Little Ones' MySpace page. It wasn't on a weekend so…
My face hurts from smiling and I blame the Breeders, who turned Neumos into a huge sweaty living room Tuesday night. Waiting strangers chatted and…
Ten years ago, a coworker dragged me to Manhattan to see a band called Cowboymouth. He had been talking about it for weeks. I remember…
As the lights dimmed a bit, my pal leaned over and whispered, "Marnie Stern taught herself how to play guitar." Marnie, blonde and having a…
I swear, this show gets better every week. And I haven't found a better way to put it than this, courtesy of Seattle Weekly:After all,…
Sleepy Eyes of Death had my full attention. The band's chilling yet warm, intoxicating yet detoxifying music is tingly and lush recorded, and pushes past…
I was dealt a double-blow last month when I learned The Trucks and Pleasureboaters, two of my favorite local(ish) bands were both breaking up. At…