Apparently Haggard's Fanbase Is Backing Obama
After some un-Country-like hemming and hawing Seattlest decided that the Merle Haggard show was too expensive and we stayed home. Yeah, yeah, it was a once in a lifetime opportunity, but it's the city -- once in a lifetime opportunities come up three or four times a week. Others went and are happy to tell us about it. We are very interested in this event from the evening, though:
Of Montreal, Haggard Cover Band, Haggard; Lots of Show this Weekend
Seattlest is going to see a show tonight at the Showbox. It's Of Montreal which has been around forever, it seems, but is currently rising to the point that they're selling out the Showbox. It's also The Blow from Portland and Aqueduct from here. Of Montreal is a kind of guitar disco dirty pop thing - We've been listening to Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer? and we can see why tickets are available through Craigslist and not TicketsWest. They also have a weird schtick going on and have really wordy album titles (Horse & Elephant Eatery (No Elephants Allowed); Deflated Chime, Foals Slightly Flower Sibylline Responses) which we're usually suckers for. Despite it being about the music, of course.
We Drink In Ballard: Crown Hill Pub
Next to Centerfolds, Seattle's only male strip club (unless you count that place way out in Rainier Valley--which we don't), sits a dive bar worthy of the moniker, Crown Hill Pub. It is, afterall, in Crown Hill, and seeing as they only serve beer and wine, it is merely a pub. Most establishments which only serve beer and wine make up for lack of hard liquor with a vast selection of local microbrews and regional vintages. The Crown Hill Pub's most exotic selections include Miller High Life, Budweiser, Yellow Tail, and Ernest & Julio Gallo. That's fine, though, because we're not here at 10 o'clock on a Sunday morning to try something new, or god forbid, something drinkable. We're here to nurse our hangover and shoot free pool.

