Holy wow. How are you going to choose between Bright Eyes, Toro Y Moi, Decibel Festival, and Ziggy Marley? That's between you and your Wednesday night, friend. more ›

Hold onto your hats folks, there's a crapload of shows going on sale this week. Everything from Jay-Z/Kanye to The Handsome Furs, from Bright Eyes and Michael Ian Black to City Arts Fest sneak peeks. If there's anything that we missed let us know. We'll post local and national acts. If it's out there to be seen, we're here to post it. more ›

The lineup for Sasquatch 2011 is out, announced last night at a special performance at the Showbox. The big names include The Decemberists, Death Cab for Cutie, Modest Mouse and, of course, the Foo Fighters. more ›

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Sometimes you go big *and* go home. Such will be the case with Iraq (give it time) and with Pretty Girls Make Graves. After signing to Matador and releasing The New Romance and Élan Vital to better than fair reviews, PGMG announced that they were calling it quits earlier this year. But the local post-punk band isn't throwing in the towel before one last hurrah and [insert your own tired cliche here]. more ›

MUSIC: Other than at Sasquatch in May, tonight's your only chance to see Smoosh on their current tour, when they open for Bloc Party at the Paramount. Yeah, Bright Eyes are also playing over at the Showbox, but seriously, you'd try to get scalped tickets to go see them over Smoosh? Whatever. more ›

A friend of ours just told us a little story today about how her Marine boyfriend, recently back from a tour of duty in Iraq, tried to break up a drunken fight a couple months ago outside the Jack in the Box at Broadway and Denny. Our soldier in question was out late one night with a drunken friend, who decided that what he needed most out of life was the thrill of throwing orange traffic cones in to the street, and then inevitably one of these hit a passing car. The offended driver jumped out to kick some ass, but the man's obesity handicapped his ass-kicking abilities and soon the lard-ass found himself on the ground under the fists of the drunken cone-thrower, who managed to successfully rip the fat bastard's shirt off. Our Marine -- unscathed from his deployment to the Middle East -- intervened to break up the fight, only to have the fat man's girlfriend jump out of the car and punch him in the face, slicing the flesh around his eye with her ring. If surviving the Sunni/Shiite conflict gives one a justified sense of confidence bordering on invulnerability, then take heed: Don't fuck with porked-out pears while in such close proximity to the hallowed grounds of Jack in the Box, for they are the protected chosen people enjoying magical defenses near their promised land. more ›

It looks like it's going to rain all weekend (T-Storms even!) and frankly there's not a lot going on barring Citizen Cope, which is sold out. Yeah, you should try to get in to the Robert WIlliams thing, but as Seattlest Silvie suggested in the comments, you may have to go early and spend some time waiting in line. In the rain. Tonight's also Bright Eyes, but since he sucks there's no way you'll be going to that. more ›

We have been spoiled by the decandent amount of sun recently, so we have decided not to go outside until it stops raining. Since we have a cable modem and free time, we would like to point out some free and legal downloads for your listening pleasure. more ›

-Seattlest introduces you to the fantastic imagery available at Flickr.com via the Space Needle. more ›

Okay, let's be frank. The Wu-Tang Clan was the most important group in hip-hop history (sorry, Kriss Kross, but it's true). At one point, having the Wu-Tang ensignia on your CD was a sign of quality. It was like the Chiquita banana sticker of hip-hop. Unfortately, throughout the late ninties a series of bland releases dimninished the brand to the hip-hop equivalent of the AMC Hornet. more ›

The Gang of Four reunion rumors were true: they'll play the second day of 2005's Coachella Festival in Indio, California. more ›

Think the new Bright Eyes album is hot sh*t? Then you should go see one of the godfathers of the alt-country movement play tonight and tomorrow night at the Tractor over in Ballard. Jay Farrar was the lead singer in Son Volt and Uncle Tupelo, two bands that evoked the heartland before you had ever heard of a trucker hat. There is as much pain in Jay Farrar's voice as a 'Joey' marathon on NBC, and you can listen to his stories of coal miners, farmers and steel workers, which will give you a nice perspective after sitting in your cubicle all day. Tonight's show is sold out, but you can buy tickets for tomorrow's show at TicketWeb. more ›