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You know who you are. Our evil sunny sister site LAist did an interview with co-host Teresa Strasser that's entertaining, and what the hell, it's Friday, we've already got the earthquake out of the way, take a little time for yourself. Here's Strasser on how she got the job: "They called my agent, and asked if they had anybody with a news background who is Latin. Latin newsgirls are in high demand. I was the closest thing. You get the Jew, and that’s the best we can do." Also, we learned she's a former ballerina in recovery for an eating disorder, and that Charles S. Dutton killed a man.

At the turn of the year, trivia-and-wordplay show Says You taped four shows at our own Town Hall. Two of those have already aired on KUOW; if our calculations are correct, tonight's show should be the third show taped, a special Seattle-focused edition. Many of the questions have a Seattle theme (including one that'll make EIC-emeritus Seth Kolloen pretty jazzed), and many of the people who submitted the questions were in the audience. This includes us—we contributed one of the words used in their regular bluffing game. We've long had a love-annoyance relationship with the show, which is often clever, sometimes in a typically NPR-ish kind of way, and sometimes indulges in word origin urban legends and zombie rules of grammar. It reminds us a little of hanging out at our parents' cocktail parties, during parlor games, if our parents had been Robert Benchley and Dorothy Parker. If you don't already know what "fumetti" means, tune in tonight at 6:00 on KUOW and see if you can guess.

The plus sides to working security at Southcenter Mall are that you probably get employee discounts (or the homie hookup) at the food court, you have all kinds of insider info on big news stories, and you get to use a radio to talk to your coworkers (always thrilling). The down side, of course, is that you are more likely than the average office worker to get stabbed in the line of duty. Last night, a plainclothes security guard at the Southcenter Sears store was knifed in the hand and arm by a man from Monroe who was trying to avoid getting detained for shoplifting. The consequence-shirker was subsequently arrested when the cops found him hiding in the bushes by the Outback Steak House.

Dawdy over at Seattle's mental health blog Furious Seasons has been critical of Harvard child psychiatrist Joseph Biederman pretty much since he started his site, labeling him the leader of the "Harvard bipolar kid mafia." But even he didn't know Biederman was strong-arming pharmaceutical companies for dollars in exchange for moving "forward the commercial goals of J&J" (Johnson & Johnson being the makers of Risperdal, which Biederman was touting for use with children and adolescents). This comes on the heels of NPR yanking the Infinite Mind show after host Fred Goodwin was revealed to have accepted pharmaceutical dollars without mentioning his conflict of interest. More, no doubt, to come.

Seattlest, like many of you, has to be at the office today instead of in the living room in front of the TV, which is where we want to be right now. We're following the election news on KUOW/NPR (94.9 FM) and keeping an eye on CNN.com, MSNBC.com, and King County Votes (which also has a helpful Twitter feed). If you're not watching tv today and you're trying to keep up on the news, what sites are you reading/obsessively refreshing?

We're not sure when KUOW started running Marketplace Morning Report at 8:50 every morning instead of the last 10 minutes of Morning Edition. But we heartily approve, since American Public Media's economic coverage knocks the stuffing out of NPR's in-house efforts. We're used to hearing Scott Jagow or Tess Vigeland host the morning version, but the last couple of days we've heard the velvet voice former Seattleite Bill Radke, who last we checked had dropped off the face of the earth since leaving Weekend America. We're not sure if he's a temporary fill-in or a new permanent host--the Marketplace website doesn't list him among the cast and crew. But we're happy to hear him back on the air, even if it's temporary.

Volume One was pretty cool. Two was better. Three was great. Volume Four is hands down the best. Is it simply because it's new? Because the songs are still fresh? We don't think so. There's more more to it than that.

We wish it wasn’t the case, but KEXP’s pledge drive (donate) is forcing some of us to seek ugly alternatives in light of the station’s increasingly aggressive tactics. Don’t get us wrong—listener-supported music is a good thing. KEXP offers more original, independent content than most of the stations in the country, let alone the region. But the confrontational demands for cash are beginning to resemble a back alley shakedown.

We love some hiphop with our coffee in the morning, and KEXP's John In The Morning obliged us today with a live set from easy-going, hard-working local stars The Physics! You can stream the set and interview on KEXP's website by clicking here and setting the time to 8:07am.

KEXP moved ahead yesterday with its plan to broadcast on a radio station in New York City. Hopefully you remember the gist of the story, but if not, a bit more than a month ago, the station announced a partnership with Radio New York called Radio Liberation. The plan at the time was to export six hours of programming to a terrestrial radio station in NYC.

Hurray for Seattlest Charles, who will be on the radio tonight at 8:30pm, on KIRO 710 AM. The show is called Too Beautiful to Live, and he'll be discussing the pillow fight he engaged in over the weekend. What pillow fight? This pillow fight.

Lisa Confehr and Kaitie Warren are the co-directors of Balagan Theatre's Romeo & Juliet, and they deserve co-praise for the hectic, breathless pace of this 16-actor-strong production. (Now through March 22nd, Thurs-Sat 8pm, Sun 2pm. Tickets: $15 advance, $20 at the door.)

The crowd, startlingly young for a Sunday show, was treated to a decently long set from Grayskul to start things off. JFK's hyperactive hand twisted and grasped and fluttered its way through at least half a dozen tracks from , plus a few from previous records; we'd forgotten how much we like the title track from that release, and this show's live version was light and quick on its feet. There was the cutest introductory sample for "Scarecrow" we've heard yet, inspiring JFK to play a little air guitar, and "Missing" (the track featuring Andrea Zollo from Pretty Girls Make Graves) never fails to give us goosebumps. The snag in the whole concept: our ears can't actually hear and comprehend as fast as JFK and Onry Ozzborn can rap, so we end up just appreciating Grayskul's two-toned morbid aura without catching more than a few phrases here and there.

Jersey Boys, more than anything, feels like the Tony Award-winning "Behind the Music" musical. This one happens to be about The Four Seasons. When four blue-collar kids dodge prison to form a white doo wop band, meet up with producer Bob Crewe, and sell 175 million records worldwide before they're 30, the announcer in your head automatically intones: "But things were about to go terribly, terribly wrong." It's undeniably satisfying.

Sunday was the first time we'd ever been to Fircrest.

If you've been following Seattlest David's football and cooking series, you'd know that there's hardly anything more unlikely than that he'd be talking about cooking to a regional radio audience.

Despite what you may have heard the past few days--scuttlebutt about the sale of the Showbox Market and subsequent consolidation of venues at the SoDo location--it turns out that the original (and best) Showbox is staying right where it is, thankyouverymuch. Says Chad Queirolo, Talent Buyer/Manager for both Showboxes: It used to be once a year an especially virulent rumor that the Showbox lease would end in March. This has been happening for at...

On Sunday night, Seattlest and a bunch of other Seattleites showed up at Chop Suey for the "Jive Turkey Extreme" Cancer Rising cd release party. The Valley (a Seattle rock band) opened, but we missed their set due to an emergency Piecora's artichoke-heart and sun-dried tomato pizza slice run. Ah, well. No matter. We were still among the first hundred people to buy our ticket and therefore obtain a free copy of Cancer Rising's hot-off-the-presses album! And we were in plenty of time for Dyme Def, The Girls, and Cancer Rising themselves.

Grayskul's coming home to the 206, and Seattlest will be there to welcome them at their concert on Friday night. We have been thoroughly enjoying Grayskul's 2007 release, Bloody Radio, since it came out in September; the first single from the record, "Scarecrow," is catchy as hell. Grayskul's music is a richly melodic, edgy journey through the weird and the relevant; listen here, and don't miss Grayskul's older stuff, especially from . We recommend "Prom Quiz," if you're only got a few minutes.

Enough. It's Bacon Salt Backlash time. Seattlest got in our car to drive home last night and Bacon Salt came on the radio. We opened up the newspaper yesterday and Bacon Salt. Bacon Salt, Bacon Salt, Bacon Salt.

We've said it before. It's impossible not to have a good time at a Presidents show. Seriously. You can try all you want. You can stand in the corner, scowling at everyone and thinking of all your dead relatives, but once that toe starts tapping, it's all over. Soon you'll be smiling and before long you'll be rocking out along with everyone else. Such was the scene last Friday night at the Pyramid Alehouse Get...

We have no doubt that one day we'll all live in little Matrix pods where a single media conglomerate will spoon-feed us newspapers, TV news, radio and, yes, blogs and collect our excreted dollars and votes for their own nefarious purposes.

Woody Guthrie was, and in many ways still is, one of the most important figures in the history of American music. He's responsible for hundreds of songs, some of which are still being found and put to music. His contributions to the American songbook include, of course, "This Land is Your Land," but also "Pretty Boy Floyd," "Pastures of Plenty," and other topical tunes by which topical songwriters continue to measure their worth. He also wrote two books--an autobiography called , which is a sort-of memoir that he disclaims at the beginning as being the story of his moving to California from Texas the way he remembers it. Which is to say, not entirely true.

Katelyn Hackett attends local hiphop shows. She will write about them for Seattlest.

A more dismal Northwest football weekend we can hardly remember.

Seattlest feels dirty (not in a good way) after reading the Oxford American's article on indie rock and Seattle.

Are full of passionate intensity. The Dems betray us with wimpishness while the radio rethugs rush to attack phony soldiers.

Real estate search engine Rotten Neighbor promises to help you "find bad neighbors before you move." What evils have users uncovered behind the closed doors of the Emerald City?

Well, shit. This weekend has been kind of a bust for shows Seattlest was supposed to see. Friday night, we were supposed to go see Hillstomp at Conor Byrne. We thought we had seen them, and we thought they rocked our socks. Apparently, we saw Miss Mamie Lavona the Exotic Mulatta and Her White Boy Band.