Or we should have gone to see Brand Upon the Brain. Or stayed home to watch 30 Rock. Even Dancing with the Stars probably would have been more exciting than last night's show at Neumo's. Normally, we'd side with Donte, but we're going to have to go with Eric Grandy over at the Stranger on this one: Project Jenny, Project Jan fucking sucked. Perhaps they were casualties of a nearly empty house, which seemed odd considering that doors opened at 9 instead of 8, and they didn't even go on until after 10, all of which may have had something to do with the absence of Dirty Projectors. Regardless, their music was flat and uninspired. We went expecting dorky raps with handclaps and cowbell--maybe a smaller-scale Scissor Sisters--and after just one song spent the set chatting with another Seattlest contributor over beers back at the bar as the monotonous beats drizzled in from the main room. We agreed that maybe if we'd stumbled into their set a bit tipsy with a full crowd, we could have gotten into it, but weren't certain even that would save them. more ›

Among the Q-List celebrities on the next edition of Dancing With the Stars? Seattle's own Olympic hero, speed skater Apolo Anton Ohno, who we can only assume got a lowball offer from Ice Capades. more ›

DCist helps us make more sense of the world this week. Posts like this concert review are the reason for Scott Stapp. DCist also enumerates the reasons for playing ultimate frisbee, Condi’s tight buns, their love of a local convenience store, and their jealousy of a person in Seattle calling the city. more ›