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We're sure we don't need to say this, but you can't miss your caucus. This is the first year in our whole time in the Pacific Northwest where it matters what Washington voters think. If you're still wondering where to go, here are two Dem or GOP caucus locators. Caucusing starts at 1pm. We understand that if you know who you support and you don't want to spend an hour or two talking about it, you can get in and out in about half an hour.

For some reason, though we are committed Capitol Hill brunchers, we had not discovered what wonders Monsoon has going on in their little 19th Ave E hideaway. Behold, the Monsoon brunch menu (pdf)! Last Tuesday night, Eric and Sophie Bahn, the chefs, invited a passel of foodie blogging folk over to try out the brunch menu. You had people like Matthew aka the rootsandgrubs guy, Angela from the Stranger -- and somehow we made the...

Six Organs of Admittance is one man--Ben Chasny--and whoever he gets to come along for the ride. Shelter From the Ash, Chasny's ninth album under the Six Organs name (out today), features contributions from his Comets on Fire bandmate Noel Harmonson, Elisa Ambrogio of Magik Markers, and Superwolf/Zwan's Matt Sweeney. The album is a freak-folk magnum opus, full of well-restrained improvisations and fluid ruminations, considered and varied instrumentation (electric, electro, and acoustic), hypnotic vocals, and genre-melding that runs the spectrum from slowcore to psych rock and everything in between. For the time being, Chasny's doing a series of solo Six Organs of Admittance in-store dates on the West Coast before touring all proper-like come early 2008. So expect less weirdo post-folk noise and more intensive finger-picking (see above). He hits Seattle on Thanksgiving Eve for a free in-store at Sonic Boom Capitol Hill. This is your only chance to see Chasny before (gulp) next year. Like you've got a reason to stay in on a four-day weekend.

tomorrow night. So excited, in fact, that we thought we'd go to the Google to find out what sorts of happenings are going to, well, happen tomorrow in celebration of the big release.

MUSIC: Ben Kweller's in town opening for Gomez at the Showbox, but the smart money is on going to see his in-store, since it's free. Go hear some great indie-pop to kick off your evening.

We didn’t see In DisDress, Marya Sea Kaminski’s one-woman show, when it was part of On the Boards' Northwest New Works Festival last June, but from what we gather, it involved a huge red dress, a television set, and porn. The Washington Ensemble Theatre restaging of that show, In DisDress Now Redux, doesn’t involve any of those things (though porn does get a shout out), and the title primarily exists to allow for the Apocalypse Now reference. Though originally intended to be an expansion of last year’s show, this performance is completely different. As the playwright explains, “I am not capable of and am absolutely not interested in being the person I was seven months ago, even in performance.” Fair enough.

THEATER: You have only five more chances to catch WET’s latest offering, In Disdress Now: Redux. Marya Sea Kaminski’s one-woman show was originally developed as as part of On the Boards' Northwest New Works Festival in June 2006. Now the “story of a girl wrestling meaning out of love, porn, and the folds of an enormous red hoop dress” has been expanded into a full-fledged tour de force.

The inhabitants of the Bering on 14th Ave E and E Thomas were delighted to see the Seattle City Light truck roll up last night around 4:30pm. We know because we called one of them, and he was all, "Fuck yeah, I'm delighted. You can quote me."

We'd just stepped out of our shower this morning when the lights went out...went back on...went out...went back on...went out again. We had to put in our contacts by candlelight. Seattle City Light estimates there were 5499 other people sharing that experience with us. As of their 10:00am update:

Those new signs sure don't seem to be doing the trick.

RE: the sign on the door of the North Hill Bakery, we know pigeons are crafty little disease vectors, but this seems positively intolerant.

We bring you this update on the Lake Union dock fire not because there's some overwhelming demand for additional coverage or because the MSM are failing to keep you informed in any way, but because we have some new MT plugins that we're dying to try out. If all goes well there should be a map just off to the right there. That's 1801 Fairview Ave E or the location of the NOAA dock on the Eastern edge of Lake Union.

In the final show of its second season, the Washington Ensemble Theatre tackles a question for the ages: The answer is not so much a play as a series of ruminations, borne of an open-ended actor's game in which several of WET's founding members (amongst other UW theater students) participated. The ensemble developed it further over the past year into the work as it now stands, buoyantly directed by Marc Kenison and playing until May 29th.

While there are other characters in Swimming in the Shallows---a lesbian couple ready to get gay-married and a straight couple whose marriage is falling apart over the literal number of things they own---as far as we're concerned, this is the "gay sharkboy" play. Or at least, the love story between a man and a shark is the plot point everyone seems to cite when it comes to this production, currently showing at the Washington Ensemble Theatre. Quirky and engaging, quite simply, this is the funniest play we've seen in a long time.

Chin-strokers are everywhere. Whether it's an indie rock show or an electronic show, you're bound to see someone standing off to the side, focusing on production minutiae instead of having a good time. In small doses that's ok, but sometimes you just want to go to a show that's bursting at the seams with energy and enthusiasm. Regardless of your tastes, there are two opportunities to go nuts tonight.

The Boston-area rap duo Big Digits will make their triumphant return to our side of the hood Saturday, nearly one year after their victorious "rap battle in Seattle" (Get it? It rhymes...) whereby their west coast rivals Cancer Rising "got served" a rap-tastic smackdown that shamed Larry Mizell into hiding. But seriously: The show Big Digits put on last May at the Lo_Fi was one of the year's best performances, particularly for the insane, indescribable dance moves of former Punk Rock Aerobics genius T.D. Sidell (see photo above), endowed with a God like kinetic energy power that would make Bruce Lee look like Richard Simmons if Lee wasn't already dead.

Jetpack yourself over to MOHAI at 2 on Thursday to help celebrate the arrival of the Bubbleator Chair, rescued from a future at the dump (or private ownership) by some locals with dough. MOHAI has accepted the donation of the chair, and hopefully will restore it to its initial stainless-steel splendor by, perhaps, getting rid of the orange shag carpet upholstery.

On Friday night Seattlest caught the Washington Ensemble Theatre's production of Crave. Not to be confused with one of our favorite restaurants in town, this play is the handicraft of Sarah Kane, a brilliant, troubled artist who spat out five intense and violent works before hanging herself at age 28. The marketing we've seen for the play would like you to think that the play is "sexy and brutal." Make no mistake---this play is definitely brutal, but focusing on the topic of sex does not automatically make something sexy. Crave is certainly anything but.

Seattlest is depressed. We're beginning to think that finding great pizza in Seattle is akin to finding a great bottle of wine at QFC. It's probable, but such discoveries are to be few and far between.