Posts about today's battle in the ongoing war between Poster Giant—a poster company largely regarded as a gorilla-bully—and everybody else in the city are below. Poster Giant routinely wallpapers the building across the street from Stranger HQ with whatever is the going concern: concert ads, car ads, convention ads. They even have a reputation for covering up posters for shows and events that haven't happened yet, which is extraordinarily poor form.
But some people think that Poster Giant, which doesn't pay rent on those walls, nor owns those walls, nor has any kind of legitimate legal claim on those walls, needs a kick in the nuts. Last night, somebody put up a bunch of feminist posters with the words "girl army" scrawled in spray paint. This morning, some dude from PG covered up some of that with some posters for some video game. A few minutes ago, a woman showed up to fuck with PG by spray-painting "OH POSTER GIANT, UP YOURS!" (I'm sure you all get the reference, but here's the song anyway, in case you haven't enjoyed it in awhile.)
The spray-painter identified herself as "Sam—I'm a fucking feminist and have some fucking taste in public fucking space!" That's enough credentials for me.
What's your next move, PG? If I were you, I'd avoid grandstanding, give the people what they want on 11th Ave, and keep making money while earning social capital.
But I'll be curious to see what you decide to do.
Last night's work didn't even make it until noon today. Here's a picture of the poster hanger (presumably from Poster Giant, although he packed up his stuff and walked away before I could go outside and ask) photographing the freshly hung posters:
Let's see how long it takes for someone to come and poop (not literally! PLEASE not literally!) on Poster Giant's efforts...
Our neighbors at Zion's Gate Records and 35th North, located at the corner of 11th and E Pike, are under construction after a car crashed into their shared entrance last Friday morning. I was contacted by Zion's Gate owner, Stephen Benbrook, (who has been on vacation during the debacle and will be returning to Seattle later this week) who said both businesses have been damaged considerably, but will remain open during their regular business hours.
Benbrook added that benefits and events for the businesses are in the works he would like to express his appreciation for community support past, present, and future.
Cars driving into buildings is still one of the most perplexing kinds of car wrecks.
Posters go up, Poster Giant posters cover them up, posters go on top of those posters, a baby is born and an old person hates posters and the cycle of life continues.
Yesterday I noticed the initial batch of mostly white posters go up on the wall across the street. A man wielding a telescoping paste roller took his time covering up all the other posters on the wall with precision. The next time I looked out the window, probably a half hour later, there were these giant beautiful rusty Xs covering the posters!
Who made those stealthy Xs in broad daylight? Someone monitoring the wall by secret video camera? Someone with a ladder? A Stranger staff member?
This was for sale as of noonish today....in the kid's department, on the doll shelf.
It's summer, no bummers. Wanna go dancing tonight? Free show at the Chop! Casio-pounders The Break Up, Vox Mod, and Weapons Of Mass Destruction play, starting at 8 pm (21+).
Chop Suey is also right down the street from PONY, where King Dude and Haunted Horses perform. Score!
Flash Arcade, a "traveling arcade" made up of local enthusiasts Tim Uomoto and Sean Bray's personal collection of retro video game machines, is now on display at gallery/lounge Vermillion. Among the 18 games, all available for 50 cents or less per play, are five pinball machines, three shooting games complete with fake plastic guns, an old-school Street Fighter II and a new(er)-school Marvel vs. Capcom 2 (!!!), and classic multiplayer side-scrolling beat-em-ups like X-Men and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
Not too long ago these bulky things were everywhere: restaurants, laundromats, 7-11s, malls. Now there have been seven "console generations" and you can play Modern Warfare against someone from Russia without leaving your couch. The oversized, stubborn (Time Crisis II and T2: Judgment Day were broken, and Uomoto had to open up the X-Men machine to fix it at one point) machines are the definition of obsolete, making them the ultimate piece of nostalgia for a very specific age group. People who were older when these games were popular saw them as for kids, and anyone born after the introduction of 16- and 32-bit consoles—the same processing speed as most old arcade games—played them on a TV instead.
But for me, and probably anyone else who grew up in the '80s or '90s and spent a fair chunk of their youth feeding quarters into these giant boxes, the fun factor hasn't changed a bit. The difficulty levels of Flash Arcade's games seemed to be on a friendly setting to minimize frustration, and there are placards on top of the machines with interesting facts and anecdotes from video game history. The installation runs until August 4, and cover is free (unless the bar decides to charge $5 on a Friday or Saturday). Vermillion's regular music/DJ nights in the back bar are still going on, too—tonight is "The Jam" with DJs Specs Wizard, Able One, and Absolute Madman. What's not to like here?
If anyone wants it in Marvel vs. Capcom 2, feel free to challenge me and get that ass whupped. Full list of all of Flash Arcade's games below:
I was walking past the Comet Tavern on Sunday when I noticed this precariously positioned gentleman painting a mural on the side of the wall. I walk past it often, yet I honestly can't remember what was there before, though I can make out the silhouette of a cow through the paint. As the mural says, the Comet was established in 1945, so I'd imagine that wall's been through some changes (last time I visited, Chris Estey was interviewing David Yow and Eugene Robinson).
Finished mural and detail below.
The sprawling downstairs of the Unicorn opened last night, and it is just as insane-carnival-gorgeous as the ground floor. Capitol Hill Seattle has a Narwhal slideshow.
And 95 Slide, the sports bar where HG Lodge used to be, opened too. Again, CHS with the photos (hey, that's Derek Erdman's stuff!). Someone explained the name to me—it comes from this here incident in which "Ken Griffey Jr. scores in the bottom of the 11th inning in Game 5 of the 1995 ALDS to clinch the series for the Mariners"—but said then the Mariners didn't, um, "go to the show" or something, so that it's kind of like a good-on-a-sliding-scale type of thing.
When I visited the Woods on a Thursday night, DJ Nark was in a tree house–like booth up among the enormous exposed rafters playing the assortment of disco songs that make me love Nark. The crowd was sparse but dancing enthusiastically. I regretted the $4 tall can of Tecate I bought the moment I saw someone served a mason jar of whiskey. My disapproval of $4 tall cans would make me feel like an old man complaining that candy used to cost a nickel if I wasn't convinced Tecate is pretend beer that children made out of puddle water whose only cost should be buttons and pinecones.
SEATTLE, June 4, 2012 – Q Nightclub will open in a dramatic, converted auto rebuild space at 1426 Broadway at Pike Street in the Capitol Hill neighborhood of Seattle. The 12,000-square-foot club is tentatively slated to open to the public Saturday, September 8, 2012.
Some asshole stole this poor college student's bass guitar and he needs to get it back posthaste in order to fulfill his course work. Keep an eye out, if you could.
The Big Dig record show happens Sat. May 19 at Vermillion Gallery and Bar. It's open to the public from 3 pm to 8 pm with a $3 entry fee (early entry from 1 pm-3 pm costs $10—and you have to contend with Mike Nipper's elbows). More than 20 dealers from Seattle, Spokane, Portland, and even Detroit will be selling LPs and 45s of many different styles, offering a plethora of gems. The Big Dig always leaves my wallet depleted and my shoulders sore. To soundtrack your digging experience, several DJs—including selectors from the Dug crew, Brian Hill, Explorateur, and yours unruly—will be spinning crucial cuts that you probably won't be able to Shazam (including the Rufus Harley jam after the cut).
Every record nerd has seen this while out digging at thrift stores. A sales associate in charge of media, trying to take charge, and, understandably, hoping to get a little bit more blood from a stone, starts oddly and arbitrarily pricing their records above stock asking rate. Usually it's the Elvis/Beatles/Sinatra-type "known" artists' records the that priced up. Usually. God bless 'em and I've seen all kinds, but I don't think this record will sell at the stock ValVil rate of (ahem) $1.99 per "vinyls," so $3.99 SEEMS real hopeful! Any guess as to what album?
Jump the bump to see what record is worth a whopping four bones at the ValVil.
As mentioned in this post, Black Breath were slated to play a grand reopening party at Everyday Music this evening, but, unfortunately, they've had to cancel.
Peripatetic Capitol Hill retailer Everyday Music reopened in its new 1520 10th Avenue (near Pine St.) location yesterday. To christen this auspicious occasion, EM will host a record-release/grand-reopening party featuring a performance by local death-metal hell-raisers Black Breath Mon. March 26 at 8:30 pm
On March 14, Everyday Music started moving merchandise from its 10th Ave location next to Elliott Bay Book Company into a cavernous parking garage across the street. Progress has been swift, as it looks like all the fixtures and bins are in place and are getting filled with stock. As the sign says, if all goes well, EM will be back in business by the end of the week. Oh, happy day…
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