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Antologia Polski (2:00 p.m.) brings you 50 years of Polish animation, and if you're honest with yourself, this is really the one time in your life you will have the chance to peek inside at SIFF Cinema (north side of McCaw Hall) and see a lot of Seattle's Polish population.

When the creativity faucet is on full blast, it can get tricky to turn it off--so these 25 local artists aren't even going to try. Instead, they have signed up to participate in a 24-hour art marathon in a beautiful old building in Georgetown, presented to the general public by CoCA for the 16th year in a row. By the time you read this, the marathon will have commenced; there are still twenty-some hours to pay your $25 (or $50 with wine and dinner) and get in on the silent and live auctions. This weekend's also the monthly Georgetown Art Attack--seems like it has potential to be quirky and interesting, right? Everybody loves arting in Georgetown!

THAT'S SO DOPE: Dope Emporium is a free festival of all things hiphop: DJs, MCs, spoken word artists, graffiti artists, and more. It's going down as part of Artopia, an arts extravaganza in the extremely dope neighborhood of Georgetown, so hop on a bus and experience some of the best Seattle hiphop has to offer. Our picks: Candidt, Orbitron, B-Girl Bench, Waves of the Mind and Dim Mak. Hot!

Seattlest is quaking in their boots (bought especially for the occasion) with excitement for this years SXSW in Austin, Tex. We're making our initial sojourn to the festival and are so pleased to see there will be a strong Seattle contingent joining us in Austin this year.

. We admit it: actually being at an event rocks at least ten times harder than watching it streamed online, no matter how good the audio/video feed is and no matter how much you love the internet. Day Three of The Program involved Seattlest physically putting our hands in the air and side to side (Grynch said to!), and even doing some headbanging to The Saturday Knights. Yes, we did spend physical, non-internet money on Day Three, but we also got to experience Grynch, Khingz (and co.), and TSK in physical, non-internet person. We jogged home during the break between TSK and Blue Scholars... Maybe we'll stay on Day Four.

We would like to take a short minute to let you know what we did on Sunday night instead of hitting up the Rakim/Ghostface/Brother Ali show for $32. Instead, Seattlest trundled over to The Comet, where we got to sit down (albeit in rickety wooden chairs), drink $4 whiskey sodas, and enjoy the hooting and hollering of a crowd of thirty at the Nite Owls show. We had never been to a show at The Comet; the one time we'd even considered stopping in for a drink, we heard the strains of hiphop coming from Havana across the street and we went there instead. As it turns out, we love the Comet and we love the low-key, gruff, rough-and-ready hip-hop we heard there on Sunday.

Seattlest arrived on scene soon after the Capitol Hill Block Party had opened. We wandered, checked out the stage locations and thought about getting a beer, then spotted a booth touting free bottled water. It looked like the booth had something to do with praying to the Earth Spirits or some other new wave white hippy crap, but we decided to take our chances. We asked for a water and oddly enough their were no questions asked of Seattlest, no "Is your spirit at peace with the world?" or "Do you ever cry for Mother Nature?" We did, however, get thoroughly eye-fucked by our water purveyor. We told him thank you, took a mental bath and off we went to hear some music. (And before you reactionaries out there start accusing us of homophobia, get over yourselves. We're not talking about getting "checked out." We're talking about a look that said, Right now, in my mind, I'm eating spaghetti off of your chest.)

It's been a while since Seattlest extolled the virtue of our hero, Takeru Kobayashi or his sport, competitive eating. Sure, his hot dog eating record was beaten a few weeks back, but he's still our hero, and we still admire his fitness in the face of his professional gluttony.

Tomorrow night, fun-time hip hop trio and sworn defenders of the Constitutionally-protected right to party™ the Saturday Knights are playing a free show (a "boozy little shindig") at Havana, along with the high-energy rock quartet the Cops.

Now that there's a chill in the air, Seattlest has taken to closing our windows at night before curling up in a warm bed with some hot cocoa and earplugs. That's right, it's officially the fall tour season, and there's live music galore. Behold!

Love Bumbershoot, but wish it were more elitist? You're in luck.

Another week of Seattlest making all your plans for you. You don’t even have to think! Joy!

With their blend of schoolyard chants, '70s TV themes, and old school hip-hop, the Go! Team creates music made for summer. And since summer finally seems to be upon us, last night was the perfect time for the band, recently signed to Columbia, to play a sold-out show at Neumo's. Seattlest is happy to report that the U.K. multi-culti girl-boy indie collective lived up to our lofty expectations, as well as their own exclamation point. After their explosive performance at Intonation (can Pitchfork stop talking about it now, please?) and in their second Seattle show in as many days (they were the surprise guest at the KEXP barbeque on Sunday), the Go! Team certainly brought the rock. But before that we'd have to sit through three opening acts.