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Not that kind of pew. It's a Pew Charitable Trusts report on how major cities are handling deficits, and Seattle, we think it's fair to say, is full of fiscal win: our one-year deficit of $44 million is just 5 percent of our general fund. For context, L.A. and Chicago stand at 12 and 13 percent, respectively. For even more context, we're tied with Baltimore, so don't get cocky. "Proposed service cuts are mostly targeting libraries, recreation facilities and aspects of trash collection." It probably makes budgetary sense, but it's really unfortunate, symbolically, that we're cutting library hours and increasing the size of our police force.

Electro-Pop: Matmos released their new record, , to acclaim back on May 6. The Baltimore-based pop/electronica duo have moved away from the conceptual electronic compositions of their earlier work and deliver a record of "cosmic pop" deliciousness. Check out the song "Rainbow Flag" [mp3] here, and check out the band down at the Triple Door tonight.

This fall we are combining our love of the football and our dream of learning to cook. On Sunday morning, following a trip to a local farmer’s market/major supermarket chain, we will be preparing a meal from the city of the Seahawks opponent. Then at halftime we will throw our badly burned hands in the air and make hot dogs.

Well, that was spectacular. From the heady days of August 25th, when the M's were three up in the wild card and only one back in the division, had won two straight in Texas, when we were all excited about Blue-za-palooza or whatever the fuck it was...to now, after 11 losses in 12 games, when we're all pretty much in wait 'till next year mode.

Considering this is Pride Weekend, you've got a bevy of options for live music in between bouts of sodomy, muff-diving, tina-using, and/or trips to Home Depot.

Via Seahawks Insider:

To which the first question is, What the hell's a Seattle Examiner? It turns out to be part of Qwest billionaire and conservative Christian Philip Anschutz's online media empire: 22 U.S. cities now have Examiners. (Though there look to be Examiner staff on-the-ground in only four: Baltimore, Washington, D.C., Denver, and San Francisco.) Who knew? This is what happens when we don't have Mossback to kick around any more.

The Seattle P-I reports that Tay Yoshitani, who will succeed Mic Dinsmore, "was the Port of Seattle Commission's unanimous choice from more than 70 possible candidates generated during a 6-month-long national search." Does this mean he'll help the Port understand that it's not got a monopoly, as Bill Virgin was saying the other day?

ART: Think you were Toulouse-Lautrec in a previous life? Swing by the Bedroom Club tonight and sketch the Burning Hearts Burlesque performers along with the Seattle Figure Drawing Meetup Group.

Dear Spank Rock,

The Mariners announced in a letter to fans yesterday that Mike Hargrove will be back as manager. The man has now led his charges to six consecutive losing seasons--two here, four in Baltimore. Over at USS Mariner, the masses are in revolt--if "revolt" can be defined as "leaving angry comments on a blog."

The big drama on Project Runway this week was Jude Law getting thrown off the show for having contraband in his room at the PR compound and we have to say that it was more than a little disappointing how quietly he went into that good night. Can you imagine past villians getting thrown off the show for having fashion books in their room? Santino would have popped a neck vein and whipped Gunn with it until he repeated, "whatever happend to Andre" ad infinitum, but Jude just sat and took it. And left.

LAist has so much fun this week! They go to E3, where they overhear the timeless remark "Man, this is where nerdy girls get laid." Is that a promise? They also give us this week's best CDs and make us realize that LA is the best place to use Zillow.

What kind of bullshit is this? Maxim magazine ranks the worst managers in baseball and orders Dusty Baker the worst, Ron Gardenhire the second worst and our own Mike Hargrove the third worst. C'mon, Gardenhire is a way better manager than Hargrove. Mike should be at least second and we could even forgive the voting panel for favoring him with a few first place votes over Baker. With a lineup featuring the decaying corpse of Sexson, the crusty shell of Beltre, Ichiro and...uh... With a lineup featuring Sexson, Beltre and Ichiro Hargrove has backhoed the Mariners into a grudge match for last place with the Angels and a 15-21 record. If things continue on this way, and there hasn't been a lot to indicate that they won't, .500 is going to start waving hankies and calling out "bon voyage" at the Mariners because this could be the closest they'll get for awhile. Like sometime in 2007 a while. They're seriously one more injury to a key mediocre player who's been playing beneath himself away from dipping down into Kansas City Royals territory in the ESPN Power Rankings.

Saturday night Seattlest was at a sparsely attended Crocodile for the intense post-rock of Baltimore's Wilderness. Considering it was a noise-heavy bill, we were expecting a phallocentric crowd, and that's exactly what we found: a lotta dudes at the Croc anxious to hear some loud shit. They would not leave disappointed, especially if they failed to wear earplugs.

Tonight is a night of hard choices. Sure, it's more on the scale of where to see Snakes on a Plane then how to replace the viaduct, but it's a hard and important decision nonetheless. That decision? Do you attend the ghetto-fabulous debut of Bootylib at the Baltic Room or the 80s fabulous Prince vs. Michael at Rebar?

Seattlest isn't a native, but we've been here long enough to remember when Inga Muscio wrote for The Stranger (which is more than their own online archives can claim). We're pretty sure it's been at least 10 years. According to her website, she now lives in Portland -- or at least, that's where her PO box is.

The occasional road trip is fun. Finding a reason to go somewhere (or not), and enjoying a short time away from home helps to keep a fresh perspective. Sure, you miss some familiar things for a short time, but you know they'll be there when you get back. And some things are definitely trip-worthy when there's no Seattle equivalent.

Rather than start with some treatise on the importance of pop music, we'll just say that this post is about a show that should be a very good time. You should go. Many others will be doing so, and while the hipster quotient will be high, the fun to be had should outweigh that (partly from the enjoyment of making fun of said hipsters).

We don't know what the most scarring experience of your early 20s was-- a disastrous relationship, a lengthy illness, a deep body massage from these guys--but ours was suffering through the late innings of each and every 1997 Seattle Mariners game, as the washouts and has-beens the team collected for its bullpen found new and inventive methods of losing games.

Here's some copy that Mariners marketing department might consider removing from the website:

Baltimore City Paper cartoonist Tim Kreider will appear in Seattle tonight for the explicit purpose of offending all the conservatives he can find at Third Place Books at the ungodly Marxist-Leninist hour of 7:30PM sharp. He will allegedly sign his name to any and all available copies of Why Do They Kill Me?, which is his book collection of biased liberal cartoons. If he feels so inclined, he may also speak on the political matters.

Baltimore Orioles 1B/DH Rafael Palmiero is only two hits shy of baseball’s biggest hitting milestone, 3,000 career hits. Only 25 men have accomplished this feat, which requires sustained excellence and longevity.

This weekend, for the first time in a month, the Mariners played like a good baseball team, winning a series from NL-West leading San Diego.