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Episode 3 of this season of America's Best Dance Crew was on last night, and this week's challenge was to incorporate martial arts moves into each crew's dance routine. Local b-boys Massive Monkees drew extreme martial arts, a "rapid-fire, acrobatic style of martial art," as opposed to all those slow-moving, really clumsy forms.

On last night's episode of America's Best Dance Crew, Beyonce was there via video to assign each team a song and challenge for their performance. For local crew Massive Monkees, the song was "Work It Out" featuring the use of hula hoops.

Oh, hello America's Best Dance Crew. We're pretty sure we've never watched an entire episode of this MTV "dance" show--that's in quotes because out of the hourlong show, total time devoted to dancing seems to be somewhere around the seven-minute mark. But this season, local breakdancers Massive Monkees are hoping to be the fourth-straight ABDC champions to hail from the West Coast, so we suppose we should say something about it.

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Because we don't want to deal with all the Twilight freaks who have made the tiny town a vampire nerd mecca. Look, we're not sure whether to pity Forks residents for having to put up with this bullshit or envy their ingenuity in coming up with new and exciting ways to steal these idiots' money during tough economic times.

Attention Sociopaths: <i>Real World</i> Casting Call This Saturday

It's time to stop being polite, and start getting real. MTV casting directors are coming to town this weekend, searching for potential housemates for season 23 (yowza) of The Real World. From 10 a.m. to 5 p.m., they'll be in Pioneer Square at Fuel Sports Eats and Beats, an appropriately douchey location for the task at hand. Applicants (between ages 18-24) should bring a recent picture of themselves and a photo ID, along with an eating disorder, alcoholism, low self-esteem, daddy issues, and/or anger management problem.

An afternoon treat: Grayskul's video for "Missing," a creepy-cool verily addictive substance of a rap song from their latest album Bloody Radio, is now playing...on MTV! Holy crap! That is a really, really good look for Seattle locals JFK and Onry Ozzborn. This video was directed by another local, Christian Hansen, and may we just say: deeply awesome. E-Hats should be tipped to 206Proof.

Between the nonstop DNC coverage and last night’s episode of The Hills, we came to a striking conclusion: Bill and Hillary are the Spencer and Heidi of the Democratic Party. See for yourself:

Think nightlife is getting the short end of the stick in Seattle? Filled with righteous indignation over the way hiphop gets portrayed as Capitol Hill's downfall? We do, and we are, so it was a healthy shock to the system (and yet oddly familiar) to read about this Saudi hiphop group which, to the great chagrin and social shame of the guys' fathers and wives, made it onto MTV Arabia. From the MSNBC story about Dark2Men:

"There are a lot of Saudi rappers, but they're underground because of the wrong impression people have of them," Farhan told MTV's "Hip HopNa" co-host Qusai Khidr, a Saudi rapper who has lived in Florida. "We would like people to hear our words and listen to our message before they judge us."
As MSNBC points out, in Saudi Arabia it's illegal for men and women to socialize together and alcohol is not permitted, so the nightclub scene is non-existent. Hiphop without clubs? Hiphop without

We remember 1998 rather well. We were living in Buffalo, NY, smoking a lot of the ganja, playing a lot of the folk music, and occasionally going to class to discuss contemporary literature. Good times. A year later, we would move to Portland and, eventually (by way of New York, New Orleans and Orlando), make our way to Seattle to live happily ever after.

We're as guilty as anyone else when it comes to not knowing that Nada Surf has been living a second life of sorts -- a new life, all their own, long after "Popular," the satirical high-school anthem that ruled MTV circa 1996.

Yes, it's actually been 14 years since Unplugged in New York aired the first time, on the TV channel that once stood for Music. Fourteen years since you perched on the edge of the couch, possibly stoned, wearing intentionally crappy clothes, your bleary eyes glued to the set. Since Kurt Cobain had just a few months left of his short, tortured life.

We've already mentioned this weekend's Pyramid Alehouse Snowed In Party, featuring the Presidents of the USA (tonight) and the Dandy Warhols (tomorrow). Tonight, there's also Black Dice bringing their wall o' noise to the Vera Project.

We know that the weather has been rainy and overcast and downright crummy these last few days, but never fear: things are looking up! And just in time for this weekend's Capitol Hill Block Party, which over two days features three stages and nearly fifty bands.

Meeting Jesca Hoop before a recent opening-slot gig at the Showbox, we weren't entirely sure what to make of her. With her debut LP not out for two months and only a few songs available streaming on the net, we labored--mistakenly--under the impression that this waifish Jack Mormon who'd spent several years homesteading was really just another singer-songwriter strumming an acoustic guitar.

The NME refers to British five-piece The Horrors as "big-haired, squid-flinging art school ghouls causing goth-garage chaos across the UK." Yes indeed. If you're a mite confused by the "squid-flinging" bit, the reference is to the above video, "Sheena is a Parasite," directed by auteur Chris Cunningham (he of Aphex Twin/Bjork/Squarepusher twisted vid fame), and starring Samantha Morton as the titular intestinal-spewing character. The video ended up being banned by MTV UK, not because of the gore (really just pounds and pounds of cephalopod carcasses), but because of the potential for seizures due to all that damn strobe.

It was a week of bizarre, embarassing headlines at DCist. The trial of the local administrative law judge who sued his cleaners for $54 million over a pair of missing pants left everyone shaking their heads. Then the capital city was nearly brought to its knees, twice, by poop. Finally D.C. contemplated taking Vermont's place as a state and marveled at the GOP lessons learned from the "Macaca Moment."

Holy smokes! Giant fish on the MTA, Paris Hilton in jail, then out, then in again, Al Gore, goatses, blumpkins, Matt Damon, and baby art critics! It's been a busy week across the Ist-A-Verse, and here's a smattering of what's been going on.

Last night on the Discovery Channel there was a Deadliest Catch wrap-up-type episode where Mike Rowe had all the assorted captains gathered at the Lockspot in Ballard for some "why do you do it?" commiseration. It's like in their blood or something. There was no satisfactory answer, actually. Seattlest can understand why people fish crab up in Alaska. You can get hurt, sure, but you make some money and you don't have to put up with a lot of other people. Why do the Deadliest Catch guys do it, though? There's definitely a Heisenburg thing going on with the main characters of this show--for some reason the Seattle tubes are more or less vacant of any mention of the Deadliest Catch, but the show's near 24-hour domination of the Discovery Channel suggests that it is, in fact, wildly popular. These Captains and crew are reality TV stars. Not the kind of MTV/Fox stars who change careers to making pro bar appearances five nights a week after they get voted off the island, but reality TV stars nonetheless. If you could chose between somehow parlaying that reality TV stardom into some cash or continuing on in the world's most dangerous profession, well, you'd step to parlaying.

Before she came out, walked to center stage and stole our hearts, we were lucky to have made it to the Moore in time to catch the last couple songs from the ex Moldy Peaches guitarist, Only Son. Actually it was more like two songs and a story. A story put to music, told pretty much off-the-cuff and in the first-person about a guy in a grocery store. He sees a girl. She's cute, but he's insecure and awkward and thinks maybe he should avoid the inevitable crushing rejection and just go home to his ever-loving and non-judgmental video games. It could have been one of those you-had-to-be-there moments to really appreciate it, but Only Son (Jack Dishel) was funny and charming and talented enough to win us over.

Reality show star gets arrested in Seattle over the weekend for allegedly acting like an asshole at a hotel and the P-I reports that he "spewed racial and sexual invective at a police officer." Surprise, surprise. Here's an imaginary Seattlest exclusive transcript from the future:

Last year, at 22, cellist Joshua Roman became the youngest principal player in Seattle Symphony history. What did you accomplish when you were 22? Yeah, we thought so.

The show itself was actually something of a let-down; people fall in love with The Mountain Goats (which is 90% Darnielle, plus collaborators) for their ability to capture smallness on their albums: small stories, small feelings, small sounds. Darnielle manages to create an intimacy on records like Tallahassee that didn't transfer well at the show Friday night.

Ever since Jack Roberts died and Cal Worthington disappeared, there's been a definite lack of goofy commercials on Seattle airwaves. If you, like us, are jonesing for silly ads, this ought to well satisfy your cravings. A Seattle transplant working at MTV dubs it "the best music video I've seen in a long time."

As the world holds it's breath, teetering precariously on the cusp of the Super Bowl (well, at least in America), the wheels of the -ists keep on turning.

A few weeks ago we noticed something new in the upper reaches of our Comcast Digital Cable guide. Channels 962-984 now play Seattle FM radio stations: KISW (971), KPLU (966), even KUBE (967).

Celebrate Ben Franklin's 300th birthday with the Bikini Bandits and Phillyist! (NSFW). Speaking of Mr. Franklin, send in a picture of Ben (or Ed Rendell) with a red tongue and win a free t-shirt. And they might have the next YearlyKos in Philly.

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