Outside Key Arena last night, there were a few religious protesters with big signs urging passersby to repent of their evil ways, but inside the venue was a packed house eager to see The Police for their first tour in twenty years. The crowd definitely skewed older (and drunker), kinda like your parents at Oktoberfest, and the stage was sparsely set for the band's three solitary figures. As always, Sting was in one of his sleeveless t-shirts that rode up in the back, all the better to show off how well he's aged, thanks to approximately nine thousand hours of yoga a day. The show kicked off with "Message in a Bottle," complete with a greeting of "Hey Seattle, how ya doing?" to which the crowd, on its feet, responded enthusiastically: "OH MY GOD, STING IS TALKING TO ME AND HE KNOWS THE NAME OF THE CITY IN WHICH I LIVE!"
Synchronicity
Seattlest Interview: Jesse Sykes
When Seattlest first got word that we could interview Jesse Sykes we got really excited. Then we got nervous. You see, she kind of intimidates us. She's deep. She's beautiful. And that voice. Oh, that voice. But you know what? We really had nothing to worry about. What began as an interview became more of a conversation. One of the best conversations about music we've had in awhile. This is about half of that conversation.
I Didn't Invite Him - Did You Invite Him?
You're at a baby shower. Man, these things are tedious, but hey, you love giving gifts and whatnot so you're happy to be there. A Mariners onesie! How cute! A bottle of Absolute "for after". How scandalous! Let's have another peek at the ultrasound- OH MY GOD THERE'S A MAN IN THE ROOM WITH A GUN, A KNIFE AND A PIT BULL!

