Crazy Heart is going to win a handful of Oscars and that does our heart good. Like the town we’re lucky enough to call home, our collective Seattlest heart has a special place for thoughtfully crafted country- and folk-soaked melodies. (Think Willie Nelson or Neil Young, not Garth Brooks or Toby Keith.) When seeking to quench our thirst for rich harmonies and heartfelt lyrics, our city offers more than its fair share of options. We’d happily talk at length about our current favorites including bands with some combination of animal and/or otherwise nature-loving names*, but for now, we turn our (and perhaps your attention) to a band in the same category from the outskirts of LA. The group, a band of brothers and others, who go by the name Dawes and hail from the North Hills, California, will be at the Tractor Tavern tonight. We were able to spend some time with Taylor Goldsmith (lead vocals, guitar, lyrics) in advance of their show with Cory Chisel & The Wandering Sons, and Jason Boesel (of Rilo Kiley). more ›
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LAY LADY, LAY: see Mr. Bob Dylan himself. Ever had the urge to hear 'It Ain't Me Babe', 'Whiskey River', and 'Jack and Diane' live in one evening? Of course you have. Make tonight the night and satiate your urge with Bob Dylan, Willie Nelson and John Cougar Mellencamp. more ›
Willie Nelson seems to get better with age and every new smile-line on his weathered face. Add your photos of icons, lovers and red-headed strangers to the Seattlest Flickr Pool.
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Remember how we said that ZooTunes was going to be kicking this summer? Well, Marymoor is kicking harder, at least initially. It's kicking off with a big double sucker-punch to the Zoo: Erykah Badu and The Roots. On the same night: June 5. And then it'll kind of fizz out. more ›
We were getting ready to head down into Ballard last night to check out the Willie Nelson Tribute at Conor Byrne when we had the bright idea of taking our wife out for a dinner date on the way. The short and sweet note asking her out to the singularly lovely Madame K's put a smile on her down-in-the-dumps face almost as big as the one the Madame's orgasm dessert would soon put on ours. more ›
Seattlest doesn't know crap about jazz. (Until we recently drank a Brother Thelonious, we thought Monk was actually a dude in an orange robe.) But staple a big-time Seattle rock drummer (above, going off solo) to a jazz act and we're interested enough to listen and learn. more ›
Seattlest got paid today. What does that mean? Off to the record store we go. more ›


