Archive for May, 2006

Notes from the Pillow Underground

pillowfight.jpgimage courtesy Clip-Art Heaven

Posted around town (so to speak):

Seattle Pillow Fight!

Date: Saturday, June 10th.
Time: 1:31pm
Place: Pier 66 (Bell Street Pier), Between Anthony’s At Pier 66 (Restaurant) and the Maritime Museum (by the litle whale watching sandwich board sign.)

REMEMBER: 1. Conceal your pillow before the fight (backpacks and shopping bags work well)
2. Keep moving, or at least look busy doing something else. ***What we don’t want are people standing around the fight area with pillows in their hands, waiting for the whistle***
3. Listen for the whistle – When it blows, pull out your pillow and start swinging! When you hear the second whistle-
STOP FIGHTING RIGHT AWAY AND LEAVE THE AREA. Head up the hill to Liberty!

AFTERMATH GATHERING- Immediately following the fight at Liberty (Capitol Hill) 517 15th Ave. Between Mercer and Republican. Sushi, drinks, and fabulous people. Come play with your pillow fight family! We had a great gathering last time. I’d love to meet more of you :-)

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Any clues on who’s organizing this?

SIFF: Other voices

Our coverage of the Seattle International Film Festival isn’t enough? You need more? Check out one of the following intrepid reviewers:

Jake Ludington of hollywoodreviews.com is posting festival coverage, interviews with directors, and reviews from the festival. Good stuff.

Movie fan and occasional title designer Ken Rudolph is watching, as far as I can tell, nearly every movie at the festival.

The Stranger has a section called SIFF Notes, a compendium of reviews, impressions, and their trademark hipper-than-thou snark.

Greg D. is blogging SIFF on his own blog and on NWSource, which has a couple movie reviews up.

LiveJournal’s Media Babe is a set of reviews written by Mimi, a longtime movie fan and Scarecrow Video employee.

I know I missed a few people. Any other SIFF coverage of note?

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wifi and beer?

need more help. where can one find good beer and free wifi in downtown? bonus points for cocktails.

Smoke-easies

Today’s P I has an article about bars where smokers can still go to smoke [#]. They’re calling them smoke-easies. Smoke-easies. For chrissakes.

I don’t know if you spend as much time in bars as I do–for your liver’s sake, I hope you don’t–but it shouldn’t come as any surprise to you that a whole lot of people have become really grumpy about the smoking ban. Smokers are a testy lot. Even I, a nonsmoker, feel that some bars are better when they’re smoky. (Have you been to the 5 Point in recent months? The Buckaroo? Hell, Linda’s? Certain bars are best seen through a haze.)

So it should come as no surprise that a few spots have become secret havens for smokers. Some of them have signals or secret rooms, but no special knocks yet. One bar I hang out in is small enough that the regulars are a known quantity, so some nights the ashtrays come out. If it bothered me, well, I guess I’d stop hanging out in dives and go down the street to the Frontier Room. But all that chrome and all those halter tops are scary, so for me an occasional little bit of smoke is an ok trade-off.

The P I was also nice enough to include a list of places that have been cited for smoking [#], so some amount of killjoys are out there reporting people to the board of health. (No more sneaking cigarettes at the Downtown Emergency Service Center, kids.) Seriously, they cited the Hookah Lounge? Are they joking? Who goes to a Hookah Lounge and is upset that there is smoke there?

There has got to be some sort of compromise possible that doesn’t involve using the word smoke-easy.

wednesday agenda : indie, twee, beckett, dance

Voxtrot Flickr

hey wednesday. what’s up?

  • Sure, The Boy Least Likely To is twee and folky. The English duo sing sweet songs about the difficulty of being friends with something that eats butterflies and pencil shavings (“My Tiger and Me”), but occasionally they bust out the drums and make you think about setting down your sketchbook and nodding your head vigorously. [chopsuey]
  • The bill at Neumo’s tonight is like a miniature indie rock festival. Although Elefant, with their catchy indie rock, is the official headliner, the smeary vocals and fuzzy guitars of Silversun Pickups or the stylings of Voxtrot (whose two EPs, “Raised by Wolves” and “Mothers, Sisters, Daughters, and Wives” are likely to be contenders for favorite pseudo-albums of 2006) could have easily taken the top spot. [neumos]
  • This spring Samuel Beckett would have celebrated his 100th birthday. That is, if he were still alive. Forgot to send a card? Drop by Elliott Bay to pick up the new handsome four-volume set of his work edited by Paul Auster; stick around for a reading of some choice selections. ReAct Theatre will present a staging of Ohio Impromptu. [elliottbay]
  • Finally, DJ Readytron and friends present an evening of Caribbean jams for a free dance party at the Bus Stop. [braintru$t]

(pic, via voxtrot’s flickr [#])

SIFF watch : the Police Inside and Out

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A quick note for those of you planning to chat with the director at tonight’s screening of Everyone Stares: the Police Inside and Out [siff] — Stewart Copeland will be unable to attend due to the death of his brother Ian. There will still be a conversation prior to the film, it just won’t include the Police drummer:

Ben London, Executive Director of the Northwest Chapter of the Recording Academy, will talk about Copeland’s life and career, with clips and trailers, and read a statement from Mr. Copeland.

Those attending tonight will be given a voucher for any regular SIFF screening and refund requests can be made at the SIFF main box offices.

Why I love visiting Seattle


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Originally uploaded by dieselboi.

Seattle is so nice when it is sunny and warm. especially in spring. guest blogger from Portland metblogs here for the week to add a different perspective to your fine city. i have visited many times, but have never been in a position to actually write about my experience here. now i do.
i’m here for a week, so i have some requests for you at the end of the post. yesterday was amazing. the weather was just right and i got out of class a little early so I could venture out and wander the streets. i’m staying downtown, so i’m not far from anything. i’m a walker, so my first task was to venture up to Capitol Hill. i needed some din din and remember there were some choice eateries up there. i walked up Pine and then down Broadway to Pike and just snaked through the streets. honestly, nothing was screaming at me. there were some nice places, but since i didn’t know what to expect, i was a bit reserved. i finally ended up @ The Broadway Grill. great bar, great beer and a great salad. i’m glad i wandered in.
my walk back to the hotel took me down Pike where i discovered the interenet cafe i’m blogging from – Uncle Elizabeth’s. YAY free wifi.
So, my question for you – Wednesday evening – what should I do? I want to walk somewhere and get some good food. Maybe score a happy hour with good food AND drink. help a fellow northwesterner out. and…eat more pie!
also, i take pictures of everything, even my cocktails. checkout my ongoing Seattle photostream @ Flickr.

Hutch School makes the New York Times

Friday’s New York Times had an article about our very own Hutch School, and somehow I missed it until my boss emailed it to me just now.

The Hutch School is a K – 12 program located just down the street from the Seattle Cancer Care Alliance/Hutchinson Center for any kid related to someone having a bone marrow transplant. It’s the only hospital-sponsored school in the country that teaches mainly healthy kids, although some patients also attend. It’s free for all kids, and it gives them a place to be where everyone understands exactly what they’re going through.

The Hutch School was made into what it is today largely through the willpower of Teri Hein, who is now the director for 826 Seattle.

saved by the bell : seattle reads

Persepolis Cover

Embarrassingly enough, I had no idea that Seattleites were expected to all be reading the same book until I stopped by the University Bookstore this weekend and noticed a small display tucked on one side of the main staircase. A poster for Persepolis [threeriverspress] caught my eye, but I assumed that the campaign to synchronize our booklists had just begun and promptly forgot about it.

Yesterday, however, an article in the Seattle Times highlighted my ignorance. It seems that “Seattle Reads” [spl] is nearing its conclusion. In fact, it was supposed to have wrapped up in March with a visit from Marjane Satrapi. Unfortunate for her (and for the kids in the class who did their reading in a timely fashion), French citizenship issues kept her away until now.

What this means for all of the slackers in the crowd is that you have a couple days to cram before she arrives. Starting tomorrow, Satrapi will be in Seattle on a whirlwind tour of branch libraries and other auditoriums to talk with you about her graphic novel memoir, Persepolis: the story of a childhood [$]. Ladies and gentlemen, clear your nightstands of other books and start your reading!

(story via seattle times [#])

SIFF watch : Huldufolk 102 [3.5/5], reminders

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  • If it wasn’t so gosh darn charming, we might send in a team of clinical psychologists to investigate a national psychosis. Instead, we have a first time documentary filmmaker examining Iceland’s belief in a parallel universe inhabited by hidden people and elves. Huldufólk 102 [siff] is built around a collection of interviews with Icelanders young and old, clairvoyant and religious, farmers and scientists who mostly believe in the existence of usually unseen creatures who inhabit their country’s nicer rocks. The subjects display an astonishing level of sincerity in their descriptions of personal experiences with supernatural phenomena; even skeptics concede to diplomatic arrangements with the Huldufólk, evidenced by taking their elves’ needs into consideration in the construction of roads around “inhabited” rocks. The film includes a little discussion about the role of pagan beliefs in modern Icelandic Christianity, the dark side of the hidden people lore (a sort of karma police), or their influence in promoting responsible environmental stewardship, but the majority is occupied with first-hand experiences. It takes a lot of these for the cynic to realize that the whole thing isn’t some sort of cute fabrication — while only ten percent of the island’s small population actively believes, there are another 80% who refuse to deny the existence of this hidden world. What comes up in conversation after conversation is a touching desire to believe that they are not as alone as they think they are, a sensible reaction to centuries of geographic isolation and seasons spent in complete darkness. It’s unfortunate that the digital camerawork really isn’t up to the task of capturing Iceland’s obvious natural beauty. More than a few of the shots are grainy, and the handheld camerawork often has a Blair Witch feel. A lot of the heavy lifting of emotional engagement is accomplished with the help of Sigur Rós, Amina, and Múm on the soundtrack. Still, it is an interesting phenomenon; hearing about it directly from true believers and modest skeptics is a fascinating experience. (2:00 pm at the Broadway Performance Hall)
  • Today is your last chance to catch the surprisingly funny upstairs-downstairs antics of two very different approaches to intimacy avoiders in A Soap [mb]. It’s also the final screening Dark Horse [mb], which is still my favorite film of the festival. See them both at Pacific Place (4:15 and 6:45, respectively)
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