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"I love you, Jack!"

Seattlest watches as a S.L.U.T. is born and Seattle Flickr users go nuts over a local art installation. A restaurant critic demands a Diner's Bill of Rights over a gnat next to her drink, and, in lieu of a Portlandist, Seattlest debates with itself over the identity of the Northwest's crown jewel. Seattlest also joins the guys from Fantagraphics for an ill-fated gun party in the woods.

If you were looking forward to seeing the White Stripes later this month at the Paramount, you can forget it.

The unfortunately named Grand Ole Party opened for Rilo Kiley Saturday night to an audience presumably not too familiar with their work. GOP have a strong, simple, raw kind of sound, not unlike White Stripes or Sweet 75, kind of directionless and inert, but impressive and energetic nonetheless. They ended the set with the first song on Humanimals, "Look Out Young Son," which after a couple of listens sounds like the strongest effort on the disc.

Last week, Seattlest posed the question, "Just what is WaMu Theater?" According to the comments that followed this question, WaMu Theater is an "insincere" "characterless" "uninviting" "concrete cave" with "crappy sound".

First things first: the Tegan and Sara show at the Triple Door tonight is sold out, but we did see a lot of SRO happening last night, so you might take your chances. Or simply show up at the Queen Anne Easy Street Records at 4pm today for their in-store appearance. Either way, they come highly recommended by us, and you might as well make plans to see them at the Showbox on December 3.

It's not only the anniversary of Mt. St. Helens exploding, it's also the event of a much more unexpected event: On May 18, 1992, for the very first time, a girl allowed 15-year-old Seattlest Seth to kiss her. If that isn't a shameless excuse for a Seattlest roundtable, what is? And so we present...Seattlest's first kiss:

Carlos Rodela doesn't hold much stock with the Seattle music scene, either its cloistered, big-fish-in-a-small-pond pretensions or with its rock star showmanship.

SIFF runs a tight ship. Even though their Face the Music party at Neumo's last night had a bajillion bands on the bill---all of whom were doing ~20 minute sets chockful of covers, as a tribute to musicians featured in films at the festival--- somehow they were actually running ahead of schedule. How often does that happen at a regular rock show, let alone one with eleven musical acts? Somebody must've been cracking the whip. Truly, this slavedriver should be commended.

Ariel Pink is a weird little man. He's exactly what you'd expect of a guy who makes music all by his lonesome, just him and his trusty four track: slight build, disheveled hair in his face, wearing an ugly outfit (green and white stripes with pink and white polka dots?). Monday night at Chop Suey he was singing more to himself than the sparse audience, pacing about while twisting the knobs on his equipment, either starting up more pre-programmed beats or playing a few notes on his keyboard.

most excited for the new White Stripes album as well as the EP by Black Mountain. We dislike the Black Eyed Peas and secretly wish the new Coldplay album had the same title as C-Murder's latest.

Guru of Gang Starr fame is dropping by Chop Suey this evening. If there was any justice in this world Guru would be selling out the Key Arena (admittedly awkward if the Sonics happened to be playing there at the same time). Gang Starr had some of the most thoughtful lyrics around and they really did a lot to redefine the limits to hip-hop. Since he's not selling out Key Arena, we can at least enjoy him within the intimate confines of Chop Suey.