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by Charles Mudede
Young Man Gunned Down By My Favorite Bench in Rainier Playfield: It happened very quickly. There was a car. Shots were fired from this car. A young man was hit several times and died. The incident happened not far from where another young man, Shamar, was shot and killed on July 9. It is not known if the shootings are connected. But there are now two homemade memorials next to the Rainier Playfield, the most recent of which is right next to a bench I often use to relax, drink wine, and think about things like: Why do young people fear death much less than older people? One would think it would be the other way around: the older you get, the more risks you take with life. Think about the ants. They send their oldest women to fight battles. It would be like us sending our grannies to Iraq or Afghanistan. But instead, we mainly send young men to their deaths. The man killed next to the bench has not been named yet, but it's reported he was in his early 20s.
Seattle Drivers Spend 58 Hours per Year Looking For Parking: The national average is 17 hours. Seattle, which is finding itself at the top of many lists these days, is the "fifth-most-painful" city in the US for parking. Our drivers waste hours of their lives "searching for a spot," and waste hard-earned cash on "parking overpayments (to avoid a ticket for an expired meter) and parking fines." As a whole, Americans spend "$20 billion on overpaying for parking every year."Puget Sound Business Journal obtained this information from a study conducted by Inrix, a Kirkland-based transportation analytic company.
A Car Crashed Into a Church: It happened on Federal Way. According to officials, a woman inside the building sustained a leg injury.
Police Suspect Person Killed in Kirkland Crash Was Car Surfing: The accident happened early this morning on I-405. A person was ejected from a BMW with a sunroof after it hit a guardrail. The person spent the last moments of their life flying through the air. The driver did not stick around. The BMW was later found outside the Juanita Apartments in Kirkland. The police are looking for its driver. To get an idea of what car surfing looks like, here is the famous scene from the film, Terms of Endearment.
According to Documents Published by the Seattle Times, Mayor Ed Murray Sexually Abused Foster Son: Steven Hsieh provides an excellent summary of this big and very disturbing story.
Considering the Seriousness of Rape Culture in Our Society: Why on earth would Education Secretary Betsy DeVos put so much energy and time establishing new "legal terms and conditions" for college men falsely accused of rape. It's downright bizarre. How can it be explained? This business of meeting with men's rights groups and advocates for “families whose college sons have been falsely accused of sexual misconduct”—does she just hate women that much?
Let's think about this for a moment. Devos comes from a family that makes loads of money from violence. Her younger brother, Erik Prince, for example, owns a private army, Academi (it used to be called Blackwater). This corporation has multi-million dollar contracts with the government's defense and intelligence agencies, and it currently wants the US military to sell it the long and very lucrative war in Afghanistan. Now it's one thing to fight for your country, for freedom, and what have you; but it's another to make cold cash from war. You have to be dead inside to do that. So, the woman who is doing all she can to expose college women to the violence of rape is also surrounded by money that's dripping in blood. Is there a connection? We need an explanation for her behavior. What can it be? How else can we explain her insistence that men be heard, be given a voice, when research has shown that as little as two percent of all rape allegations are false (and I even believe it's less than that, and certainly nowhere near 10 percent).
Trump's Presidency Changed When Robert Mueller Was Appointed to Investigate the Russian Connection: The last paragraph in Larry Litman's LA Times post, "Why did Don Jr.'s emails surface? Because Robert Mueller is already changing Washington's lying ways":
...the prospect of genuine legal jeopardy upends the calculation, certainly for Trump’s subordinates, who have future careers to lose, families to raise and, unlike the president, no general insulation from criminal prosecution. It is probable that some powerful people will be going to jail as a result of the Mueller investigation. Among the likeliest candidates are those who don’t realize that the game has changed, and that in the ambit of the special counsel investigation, and the courts of law, a lie is a lie.
The Deficit? Trump's budget chief Mick Mulvaney expects the deficit to grow by a $100 billion this year, and a $150 billion next year. The cause for the rise? Among other things, "a shortfall in tax collections."
Rural America Now Realizing That Trump Is Not Going to Do Anything About Their Infrastructure: Trump's “trillion-dollar infrastructure plan”? It's really $200 billion in real money and $800 billion in dream money. The real money is to come from the government and the dream money to hopefully come from the private sector. So, there really is only $200 billion and it will be spread over the next 10 years. All of this adds up to rural Americans getting shafted by the man they put in power. Their internet will continue to suck, their roads will continue their return to nature, and their water will get murkier and murkier.
Is Idaho Trolling BLM Activist Deray Mckesson? There was an attempted bank robbery in that very white state. The robber was, of course, white. He was caught and arrested. But the image a CBS-affliated TV station used for the incident was of the Black Lives Matter activist DeRay McKesson getting arrested on July 2016 at the BLM protest in Baton Rouge. This was no mistake. The image is famous. File this incident under trolling.
Dear braless theater patron: You came to the Uptown to see After the Storm, a charming Japanese film about rekindling family ties, but you failed to rekindle your relationship with your bra. I totally get it. Who needs a pesky underwire poking you in the rib while you're trying to FEEL something?
by Heidi Groover
Several frontrunners in the race to succeed Mayor Ed Murray—plus one prominent city council member—are calling for the mayor to resign after the latest revelations related to accusations that Murray sexually abused teens in the 1980s. Documents published by the Seattle Times Sunday show that a child welfare investigator determined in 1984 that Murray sexually abused his foster son. The records—the latest news related to allegations the Times first reported in April—were previously thought to be destroyed.
Jenny Durkan, the former U.S. attorney who several weeks ago celebrated Murray's endorsement of her bid for mayor, now says Murray should "reflect deeply about whether he could continue to lead and what is in the best interests of the city." Durkan said she spoke with Murray last night and "told him I was very troubled by" the latest Times story.
Former state Jessyn Farrell, a former state senator, said Murray should resign. "The latest revelations from the Oregon Child Protective Serivces report shed new light on Mayor Murray and his past," said Farrell, who had previously characterized a lawsuit against Murray as "the politics of personal destruction." Like Durkan, Farrell sought Murray's endorsement. Both Farrell and Durkan are working with consultants who previously worked for Murray.
Earlier in the year, two other frontrunners, Mike McGinn and Cary Moon, called on Murray to resign. Nikkita Oliver's campaign plans to issue a statement later today. A spokesperson for Bob Hasegawa told the Times he had no comment.
Seattle City Council member Lorena González issued a statement this morning saying Murray should resign and work with the city council to transition power. (If Murray steps down, Council President Bruce Harrell has five days to accept the mayorship, according to the city charter. If Harrell declines, the council will vote to select one of its members and then appoint someone to fill that council member's seat.) If Murray does not resign, the council should "convene its own committee to determine if a transition in Executive leadership is merited under these circumstances" by next Monday, July 24, González said. The city charter requires a two-thirds vote of the city council to impeach a mayor.
"This situation is unprecedented in our city’s history," said González, who before running for office worked as legal counsel to Murray. "We cannot pretend otherwise."
When the allegations first surfaced in April, González joined the majority of her council colleagues in refusing to comment about the allegations or Murray's response. In an endorsement interview with The Stranger last month, González said she now believes she should have said publicly that Murray's attempts to discredit his accusers did a "disservice to survivors" and if she could go back, she would say so publicly.
Today, González called herself "a dogged advocate for sexual abuse survivors."
"I take these administrative findings very seriously, and they raise grave concerns," González said. "Those concerns include creating a chilling effect on the willingness of other similarly-situated sexual abuse survivors to come forward and break the silence."
by Dan Savage
Donald Trump Jr. is reportedly "miserable" and can't wait for the next four years to end. A friend of President Trump's two adult sons told People that Trump Jr. and Eric Trump "never wanted this."
So it's unanimous then: we're all miserable and desperately want Trump's presidency to end. Hopefully it won't take four years.
by Rich Smith
This story is one of several presented as part of this week's Juvenile Detention package.
You are a burden. You are damaged and incomplete. You deserve to live with giant metallic spiders.
If the walls and furniture of the current King County Juvenile Detention Center could talk, that's what they'd say to the teens who spend time with them.
On a recent tour of the facilities, I noticed that nearly every design element of the detention center speaks in the language of incarceration. The cement floors seemed to chill the air, artificial light took a hard bounce off the whitewashed walls, heavy doors locked with a clunk behind me. And yes, combination stool-and-table furniture bolted to the floor in the "housing units"—or, as they're more commonly called, cells—did resemble nightmarish arachnids.
by Stranger Things To Do Staff
Though we hate to admit it, summer—and all of its opportunities to soak up the sun at outdoor events and at restaurants and bars with outdoor seating—will end someday. But that's not all bad news: Fall will also bring with it a brand new season of arts events, and we'll be here to help guide you through it. Namely, in the form of Seattle Art and Performance, the next edition of which will come out on September 6.
So, as always, if you're an artist, performer, or arts venue and you'd like your events to be included in our comprehensive calendars of Seattle arts events, the deadline to send us information is two weeks from now: Wednesday, August 2. The fall edition of Seattle Art and Performance covers visual arts, readings, theater, dance, jazz, classical, opera, comedy, film, and drag/cabaret events between September 6 and December 5.
All you have to do is fill out our event submission form with the details of your event, and we'll take it from there. We'll need the date (including running days each week and closing dates, if applicable), time, price, URL, a brief description, and the category. You can also email firstname.lastname@example.org if you'd prefer, but we'll get it either way.
In the meantime, you can always submit events for our online Things To Do calendar. If you're looking for something to keep you occupied until summer arrives, check out our lists of the best things to do this summer from the current edition of Seattle Art and Performance, or download the Stranger Things To Do mobile app—it's free on the App Store and Google Play.
by Jonathan Raban
From May 26 to June 4, 1940, the evacuation of Allied troops from the French port of Dunkirk and its surrounding beaches, known as Operation Dynamo, was a hugely important event in the history of World War II. Had Dynamo not succeeded, Winston Churchill, who had come to power only 16 days before Dynamo began, would almost certainly have lost his premiership, and been dismissed as a dangerous fantasist and warmonger, and the British government forced to negotiate an armistice with Germany. In the event, the evacuation turned out to be a success beyond even the wildest dreams of its most enthusiastic promoters, who had hoped to rescue at most 45,000 troops but by the end of the 10-day exercise had plucked more than 300,000 soldiers from the piers and beaches of Dunkirk—including, as it happens, my father, then a very green 21-year-old second lieutenant in the Royal Artillery, who, less than a year before, had been a failed teacher in a state elementary school west of Birmingham in the Black Country.
Dynamo was first and foremost an intricate and complex naval operation in which each new day's tactics had to be spontaneously improvised, with every day expected to be the last. The beaches that extend east and west of Dunkirk are very shallow and gently shelving, but the ships capable of carrying large numbers of soldiers, from passenger ferries to naval destroyers, were deep-drafted, needing at least 14 feet and more to stay afloat. So fleets of much smaller boats, drawing four feet six inches or less, were needed to bridge the gap between the lines of wading troops, standing up to their shoulders in cold seawater (about as cold as Puget Sound in May), and the ships that would bring them back to England, just over 25 nautical miles across the channel.
by Steven Hsieh
The latest on the travel ban from the Supreme Court is good news for grandparents, but bad news for refugees.
At question was the exemptions that the high court outlined in a ruling allowing the travel ban to proceed as it considers whether the policy is constitutional. Last month, the justices decided to continue allowing travel from six Muslim-majority countries if the traveller had a "bona fide relationship" to someone in the US. Roughly, that meant people with relatives in the United States or ties to an American employer or university. But the vagueness of "bona fide" still left many questions in the air.
Among them: How extended can someone's relation to an American citizen be and still receive an exemption? Last week, Judge Derrick K. Watson of the Federal District Court in Honolulu ruled that said grandparents, cousins, nieces, nephews, brother- and sister-in-laws are all qualified, in addition to parents, spouses, children, brothers and sisters. Trump challenged that ruling. The Supreme Court today rejected his challenge.
But SCOTUS disagreed with Judge Watson on the exemption for refugees with ties to a resettlement agency. The Washington Postreports that covers about 24,000 people.
by Eli Sanders
“It feels very soon,” [Kushner] says of the Trump play which he has just begun to work on. “The nightmare is in high gear. It certainly feels like folly that I or anyone else has a definitive understanding or comprehensive understanding of what going on. I have my guesses like everyone else has, but it will take some time and a lot will depend on how it is resolved.”
The play, he says, will not focus on the Trump presidency itself, but will be set two years before the election.
If we have to have a President Trump, then I am glad, at least, for this—and for Kushner's take on what led to the current moment:
For Kushner, “the main problem is how our country can give such power to a madman and crazy person; how a country commits political suicide—and I don’t think analogies to Hitler are misplaced in that regard.
“For 40 years the Republican Party has said that government is evil and greed is good, that history is of no interest, and courted white supremacy. The result of the election was the expression of what they want, and it showed a majority of white evangelicals did not care about the behavior of a president that doesn’t seem that Christian. Donald Trump is the antithesis of everything Jesus preached in the Sermon on the Mount.”
Will Roy Cohn be appearing in this new play, as he did in Kushner's Angel's in America?
“I think I’ve done all I want to do with him," Kushner told The Daily Beast."Maybe not. We’ll see.”
The whole piece—including Kushner's take on what Cohn taught Trump, and how the two men differ—is really worth your time.
by Ana Sofia Knauf
President Donald Trump and his goons have been targeting so-called sanctuary cities for months. He's tried publicly shaming King County for refusing to comply with immigrant detainer requests and even threatened to strip federal funding from cities vowing to protect undocumented residents.
To further build up a culture of fear, Immigration and Customs Enforcement Acting Director Thomas Homan said this week that he planned to send more resources and ICE agents to sanctuary cities"to arrest illegal criminals," the Hill reports.
Homan told Washington Examiner on Tuesday that he plans to address "ludicrous" sanctuary cities.
"In the America I grew up in, cities didn't shield people who violated the law," Homan told the publication. “What I want to get is a clear understanding from everybody, from the congressmen to the politicians to law enforcement to those who enter the country illegally, that ICE is open for business."
"We’re going to enforce the laws on the books without apology, we’ll continue to prioritize what we do,” Homan continued. “But it’s not OK to violate the laws of this country anymore, you’re going to be held accountable.”
Although officials with the Trump administration have called for additional enforcement previously, Homan's statements are "troubling on many levels" and "make it seem like we are punishing people," said Jorge Barón, executive director of the Northwest Immigrant Rights Project.
Barón also took issue with the acting ICE director's framing that sanctuary city officials are "sheltering or concealing" people who are undocumented. In reality, sanctuary cities are refusing to use law enforcement resources to follow the immigration department's detainer requests "because the courts have found them to be unconstitutional," he said.
People calling the Northwest Immigrant Rights Project for help are wary of accessing services for undocumented immigrants because they fear any information they provide will be shared, Barón said. With statements like Homan's, people worry "they will be caught in the ICE dragnet" during sweeps or simply in the wrong place at the wrong time, creating "a tremendous amount of fear and anxiety" in the community, he said.
"This fear in the community is not an unintended consequence, but an intended objective that they agency, at least the agency director, has articulated," Barón said.
Local Immigration and Customs Enforcement representatives did not return calls for comment.
Barón commended King County and Seattle city officials for their decision to launch a $1 million immigrant legal defense fund, which should open in October.
by Tobias Coughlin-Bogue
When I first heard about Cook Weaver, I was admittedly skeptical. For one, they'd chosen to open in a space that can generously be described as a tough one for restaurants. A death trap would be more accurate. This little corner of the illustrious Loveless Building has been occupied by plenty of restaurants, dating back to the original Byzantion, and not one has seen long-term success. Furthermore, the menu was billed as "inauthentic Eurasian food," which does not read like the type of coherent, focused mission statement a restaurant would need to survive in such hostile environs.
Having had the pleasure of dining at Cook Weaver several times now, I can say confidently that none of that skepticism remains. It is, by a long shot, my favorite new restaurant in 2017, and I would go so far as to say that it might be the one to finally break the curse that so many other worthy challengers have succumbed to.
by Sydney Brownstone
This story is one of several presented as part of this week's Juvenile Detention package.
Judge Roger Rogoff begins his day with a big cup of Starbucks coffee. On a recent Thursday, the first defendant on his docket is the only white juvenile he'll see in his courtroom that day. He is also the only kid represented by a private attorney.
By bringing pot to school, the juvenile violated the probation put in place after he pleaded guilty to two counts of sexually motivated assault in the fourth degree. The new offense could jeopardize the resolution in his other pending case. He recites a prepared speech on how he recognizes the consequences of his actions and is committed to community service.
His statement convinces the court to allow him to finish his sentence without time in detention, but the next case in front of Rogoff proves more complex. A 12-year-old girl stares down the possibility of lockup in Juvenile Rehabilitation Administration (JRA) at Echo Glen, a secure, state-run institution in Snoqualmie.
by Michael Maddux
This piece was originally published at michaelmaddux.org.
Dear Mayor Murray,
This is not the letter I wanted to write. My hope after you dropped out from your bid for re-election—and took ownership and apologized for the way in which you lashed out following the publishing of the D.H. v. Murray lawsuit—was that it would be over, and we could move on. While others called for your immediate resignation, I didn't go that far.
Your tenure as Mayor has been better than I think people give credit. Passage of the Seattle Minimum Wage, secure scheduling, steps on police reform, opening up the idea of pre-school for all Seattle kids, ramping up investment in transportation infrastructure, buying back cut Metro hours. These were all pretty major lifts. Personally, I was honored to work with you and your team to completely reshape how we fund parks in Seattle, and two years after that, to manage the campaign doubling Seattle's Housing Levy—achieving an unthinkable 70.6% yes vote on an August ballot. I still have the pen from the signing ceremony for the Seattle Park District.
That's not to say you didn't have your flaws as Mayor. As you told me, you did not care for my very open criticism of your administration's handling of homelessness with the sweeps policy that was ineffective at finding adequate housing for so many of our neighbors. But Pathways Home has some promise, and taking the politically risky move of delving into contracts with Human Services is a good move (so long as it's not a pure numbers metric the city opts to use to determine "best practices"—as you know, the human element in Human Services does not do well with a strictly quantitative approach).
But these accomplishments will be forever overshadowed. And, unlike Mike Lowry, I'm not sure you'll have the same long-term stature that would otherwise accompany your legislative legacy—both as a productive and effective Mayor, and a productive and effective State Legislator. It isn't just the headline "Seattle Mayor Ed Murray sexually abused foster son, child-welfare investigator found in 1984," but the response and the path to this point that I fear will tarnish your record forever.
Through your attorneys, you are attempting to discredit a system designed to protect children. That your attorneys, ostensibly with your consent, would stoop so low as to imply that children are believed too often is terrifying. But looking further at the information from the 1984 case file—we see that you took a polygraph, and then refused to release the results; that you were aware the investigation was happening; that shortly after the investigation concluded with a result of "founded," and you being permanently barred from fostering children in Oregon, you left that state for Seattle. You claim now that you never knew the outcome, but that is incredibly difficult to believe—a D.A. was involved, you had an attorney involved, and notice is a requirement now as it was then. You chose then not to appeal the finding. And now you and your team has decided you want to re-litigate the matter in the press here in Seattle.
While your supporter Council Member Bruce Harrell has stated that people shouldn't be judged by what they did "33 years ago," child sexual abuse is a pretty major thing. By that metric, should Bill Cosby not be judged for rapes he committed 33 years ago? Or maybe the Green River Killer got a bad rap—I mean, who are we to judge what he was doing so long before he was convicted. Or perhaps Dennis Hastert was wrongfully judged for sexually abusing kids in the 1970's? I guess I disagree—there are some things that judgment is appropriate—both for actions initially done, and the response once they are brought into the light.
There is also the assertion by other Council Members that it is reasonable for this to play out, and to be re-litigated well passed the statute set forth for administrative appeals. I must disagree. See, you are not just any person. You are the mayor of a major city. Whether you like it or not, you are also someone who has a now-public founded investigation of child sexual abuse.
Your team's attempts to downplay a CPS finding is troubling. I'm not sure if we've ever talked about it, but my background includes work on cases representing children who had suffered significant abuse. This included the Estate of Tyler DeLeon - a case where a boy died from dehydration after systemic torture by his foster mother, and despite over 20 CPS referrals, referrals that were left "unfounded" because of the de facto standard being higher than preponderance of the evidence. The Carnation case, where, following a "founded" allegation, a girl was left to be tortured for two years with her father and stepmother, thanks to an overburdened system historically underfunded by our legislature (leading to the Braam settlement, which I am sure you are aware of). Most devastating may have been the Estate of Summer Phelps - a girl who, despite numerous referrals and investigations by CPS, including a last-minute referral shortly before she died, was repeatedly abused and ultimately left to die in bathtub for the sin of peeing her pants. She was four.
CPS is already hesitant enough to intervene, and the statements from your team do nothing but sow additional doubt in a system, and seek to imply that children in the foster system shouldn't have advocates. I'm not sure if you grasp or realize the harm this can do, or if you are blinded by your own self-defense, but it is incredibly unbecoming of someone who also has a history of being a civil rights leader.
So we are left with a mayor with a founded allegation of sexual abuse of a child who asserts that founded allegations should not be believed—despite asserting that they should just a few months ago, when you said there was no founded allegation. Survivors of child sexual abuse now look to the Mayor's office, and see someone who is effectively getting away with it. And what's worse, having more and more powerful people in the political world spring to his defense. This is a heartbreaking moment for me, and so many others, and for what? To somehow work to "preserve" your legacy?
The minute your legacy became more important than the well-being of children in abusive homes, you should have questioned your motives. At least, that's what I believe. Personally, I question myself all the time, and if I'm going in a direction of what's best for me winning out over what's best for the community, I try to roll back a bit and re-center myself. My experience in life—not the best childhood, not the best adolescence—is what shaped my personal desire to do good things—but those must be for the community, and designed to ensure more kids have better lives than I did.
The sadness that I have from your actions, from seeing someone that I looked up to (with some similarities in political paths) is real. But the anger is also real. Your combative approach, and continued damage that your actions are doing to me as a survivor, and to others in our community, is abhorrent. They are disappointing.
I know that you have stated that you will not resign. That you are adamant on finishing your term. So much "I" in your statements. But I'm not sure it's worth it. I'm not convinced that the reminder that men "get away with it," particularly men in power, is worth it. The staff of our city are amazing. We have outstanding department heads. Our city will be fine with someone else at the helm for the remainder of the year. In fact, it may be better—losing the cloud hanging over City Hall.
I don't expect that you will listen - or even read to this point - but I agree with Council Member Lorena González. It's time to resign. To leave what dignity with the office is left, and take what legacy you can still claim, without doing further damage to the city, or to your legacy. It is time.
All of my Best,
Michael Maddux is a litigation paralegal, and was a Seattle City Council candidate in 2015. He managed the 2016 Seattle Housing Levy campaign, and has served on the Parks Levy Oversight and Parks Legacy committees. He writes regularly at his blog, http://michaelmaddux.org.
by Dave Segal
The fourth annual Northwest Psych Fest will boast an appearance by legendary Mexican psych-rockers Los Dug Dug's, who'll be playing their first stateside show since 1985. In the '70s, Los Dug Dug's released four albums of insanely infectious and combustible songs. Kudos to festival talent buyers Peter Koslik and Nick Arthur—who have a tradition of supporting Mexican psychedelia at their venue—for booking this possibly once-in-a-lifetime event, which happens September 1-3 at the Sunset Tavern. "In many respects, hosting bands like Los Dug Dug's is what Northwest Psych Fest is all about," Koslik said in an e-mail.
The rest of Northwest Psych Fest's lineup is very strong, too. Look out for Seattle's LORBO, a distinctive, new kind of power trio featuring Skerik on keyboards, Master Musicians of Bukkake's Brad Mowen on vocals and keyboards, and Wild Powwers' drummer Lupe Flowers, who is the Latina John Bonham. In a 2017 show at Fred Wildlife Refuge, LORBO forged a heavy, eldritch sound with an implied metal framework; it was both kinetic and destructive in ways that provoked a totally different kind of headbanging. LORBO left me thinking they were one of the city's most exciting units going.
Other highlights include Máscaras, a poised Portland instrumental trio with fantastic dynamics, slashing guitar pyrotechnics, and no vocals. Check out their action-packed El Morán EP on Bandcamp. South Korea's Julia Dream are like if Radiohead were way more psychedelic. Their songs blaze and mesmerize with equal effectiveness.
In an interview from last year that The Stranger published about "festival fatigue," Arthur said this about the 2016 edition: "People fell in love. Bands became best friends. Bands broke up. We left people in joyous tears, and we pissed people off. We lost tons of money." Perhaps they can turn it around financially this year, bolstered by an ultra-rare gig by Los Dug Dug's.
Check out Northwest Psych Fest's partial lineup below and go here for more info.
by Lester Black
I love swimming, but every time I try to exercise in a pool, the endeavor ends in dismal failure with me gasping for air halfway through the first lap.
Today I'm trying something different. Don't tell the Seattle Parks Department, but I've consumed some cannabis on my walk to Colman Pool. About 100 yards into my workout, I feel like I can keep swimming forever. I feel sleek and precise as each arm stroke cuts into the water in front of me and pulls my body forward. My breathing is natural and measured, my legs kick in perfect time.
You might think that filling my lungs with smoke before working out makes no sense, but I'm convinced that weed helps me when I exercise—giving me energy, helping me focus, and making repetition less boring. Will I finally be able to swim more than two laps in a row?
Avoiding the madness of CHBP doesn't have to mean missing out on live music. by Stranger Things To Do Staff
Capitol Hill Block Party can be overcrowded and hot, and it is admittedly not for everybody. If you've already decided to roll right past it, we suggest these festivals instead, some of which exist in direct opposition to CHBP, and some that are just trying to get their live music vibes on. If you decide to go to Block Party anyway, though, we'll still be here for you with our Capitol Hill Block Party calendar.
2017 Eastlake Block Party & Razorcake Emergency Benefit
Join up with your Eastlake brethren for a benefit show and anti-Block Party block party that will go to benefit legendary punk press Razorcake. Featured bands will include Snuggle, Mea Culpa, Dagger Moon, Dead Bars, Sioux City Pete and the Beggars, Bad Future, Subsumer, The Lindseys, Bacteria, Nijlpaard, Your Mother Should Know, and DJ Shrimpy Trash.
Lo-Fi Performance Gallery / Black Lodge / Victory Lounge, Eastlake
Under The Block Party
For that Block Party experience off, under, or around the block, hit up this weekend of soul music from Capitol Cider, with two nights of live sets from Falon Sierra, Otieno Terry, Holy Pistola, and Tiffany Wilson.
Capitol Cider, Capitol Hill
Sebastian Bach Party V.III
Escape the specific fervor of Capitol Hill Block Party with this tribute to Sebastian Bach that has nothing to do with Sebastian Bach a block away from the Pike/Pine Hellmouth. Enjoy three free days of local bands thrashing out their overcast summer energies, with sets by Freeway Park, Filthy Fingers United, Beverly Crusher, Alo, Baywitch, Xurs, Mo Brown and the Shit Downtown, Ferrari Boys, SSNACKSS, Goaways, Dr Quinn, Tres Leches, Cool Ruins, Little Hero, Mind Beams, and many more across a variety of genres, and DJ sets in the evening.
Therapy Lounge, Capitol Hill
2nd Annual GIBBYFEST
For the second year running, GIBBYFEST, a whole evening of hard-rocking weirdos, will take over a stage and tear your world apart. Bands this year will include The SelfImportanators, Tobias The Owl, Mental Tronde De Jambe, Mother Chorizo, Skull Sick Remedy, Sir Mark The Poet, Guilty Smoke, and Crofoot.
Tim's Tavern, Greenwood
Off The Block Party 2017
Promising an immersive experience outside of the city, the second annual Off the Block Party, set on three acres near Snoqualmie, will feature musicians like Briana Marela, Haley Heynderickx, Great Spiders, Gabriel Delicious, and Emma Lee Toyoda, as well as large-scale art installations, camping, and distractions of every kind. This year's theme will be Stranger Things, so don't be afraid to get weird.
by Charles Mudede
I had lunch at Daawat Indian Grill and Bar. I sat at the bar because there were no free tables. On my plate was marinated cumbers, tomatoes, and olives; bits of butter masala and tandoori chicken; and slices of naan (flat bread). As I ate, I thought about how India has no indigenous coniferous trees. The reason for this is believed to be the eruption of volcanoes a very long time ago. And then it happened. The man sitting next to me, a handsome and brown South Asian, was eating with his hands—or, more exactly, with the tips of his fingers. I was eating with a fork and knife. He was eating in the traditional way, in the way the colonizers found primitive. I was eating like my colonizers. We had the same colonizers—the British. I thought of Fela Kuti's song "Colonial Mentality," put down my fork, and felt the guilt grow.
As I waited for the bill, I recalled the YouTube/Al Jazeera video of the black West Indian cricketer explaining the game in one minute. I recalled how when, in its final 10 seconds, he said, "Yes, we break for tea. Anything else would not be cricket," I really felt those words.
I really felt this civilized drinking of tea. After cricket matches at my boys high school in Harare, Zimbabwe, I would drink tea and eat biscuits with my teammates in the pavilion. Damn! Empire was that deep inside of me. The weight of my American experience failed break it. My distant African birth did not shake it. I felt guilty because I felt it like that Irish schoolmaster, Mr. Deasy, in James Joyce's Ulysses:
— Do you know what is the proudest word you will ever hear from an Englishman's mouth?
— That on his empire, Stephen said, the sun never sets.
— Ba! Mr Deasy cried. That's not English. A French Celt said that. He tapped his savingsbox against his thumbnail.
— I will tell you, he said solemnly, what is his proudest boast. I paid my way. Good man, good man.
— I paid my way. I never borrowed a shilling in my life. Can you feel that?
I looked at the South Asian eating with his hands. Saw the waiter was removing my plate of shame (the fork and knife). And left.
by Stranger Things To Do Staff
Get ready! Capitol Hill Block Party is upon us. Fear not—we're here to help you find your way through the five music stages, 100+ artists, multiple beer gardens, and hundreds of sweaty bros all squeezed into the Pike-Pine Corridor.
We've thought of everything. On our Capitol Hill Block Party calendar, you'll find the full sortable and searchable schedule, critics' picks, and photos and music clips for every artist. Here, you'll find a link to buy tickets if you haven't done so already, plus a map and schedule grids that you can print or screenshot so you can refer to them later. We've also made lists of our critics' picks for Friday, Saturday, and Sunday—each of which also includes a Spotify playlist for the day. Plus, we have the details on other related events, like the opening party on Thursday, the panel series on Friday afternoon, and Pettirosso's special CHBP weekend lineup.
Not going to Block Party? Check out our list of five other music festivals you can attend this weekend, or check out our reliably comprehensive music calendar.
Plus, don't forget to download the Stranger Things To Do app—you can refer to it this weekend at the festival for all of this information.
See you out there!
July 21 by Stranger Things To Do Staff
This weekend, during Capitol Hill Block Party, more than 100 local and international music acts will fill the Pike/Pine corridor for the 21st edition of one of Seattle's biggest music festivals. On our online Capitol Hill Block Party calendar, you can see the complete schedule that's sortable by venue and date, find a printable version of the schedule, and read descriptions about and listen to music from every artist. If that's overwhelming, look no further—below, you'll find just our critics' picks for Friday, sorted by genre. Plus, to make it even easier for you, we've even made you a Spotify playlist for all of these artists —find it at the end of the list.
Gifted Gab’s gift of gab is solid. With roots in Seattle’s hiphop crew Moor Gang, Gab is blessed with a strong lyrical bite as she raps about her love of blunts and the annihilation of her punk-ass enemies with unrepentant swagger. Gab calls her hypnotic style “girl rap”—and she swiftly and supremely struts her stuff along the likes of Lauryn Hill, Lil' Kim, and Missy Elliott. AMBER CORTES
(Neumos, 8:15 pm)
If you ever fooled yourself that contemporary hiphop couldn’t be tender, soulful, and non-corny, pick up Telefone, one of 2016’s best rap albums, the debut release of Chicagoan Fatima “Noname” Warner. She sits squarely in the constellation of heartfelt, populist Midwest hiphop artists who orbit (and are technically more interesting than) Chance the Rapper. Noname’s sharp-but-susurrant murmur recalls Chano, Jean Grae, and even Lauryn Hill’s smoother moments on the mic—flowing, sometimes spilling over the banks of the beat, warm and comforting as Day One in times of crisis. First heard on Mick Jenkins’s Trees & Truths tape, then on Acid Rap’s “Lost,” Noname has had an organic ascent into a headliner. She’s a blissfully hype-light success story. Extra credit: Jamila Woods’s Noname-featuring “VRY BLK” (from Woods’s also essential HEAVN) bubbles over with a delicate, childlike joy in being melanin-rich. Purest Black Girl Magic. LARRY MIZELL JR.
(Main Stage, 5:15 pm)
Run The Jewels
Killer Mike and El-P are each fine rap artists in their own right. Together, they’re an alt-hiphop match made in heaven. El-P is aggressive and serpentine in his rhymes, a lover of the sci-fi metaphor, and brings austere production values to their mixes (along with select guests), while Killer Mike leans more to political and social commentary, and has a deliberate-quick delivery style (and he knows how to snake some verses, too). In sum, the super-duper duo complement each other well and have kept the greatness going with this year’s Run the Jewels III. LEILANI POLK
(Main Stage, 10:45 pm)
During a summer afternoon at 2011's Capitol Hill Block Party, I staggered into the sauna known as Neumos and encountered Austra, a female-dominated Canadian group who were singing the heaven out of emotionally fraught, goth-inflected electronic tunes—while busting graceful, fluid moves. What a pleasant surprise amid the indie-rock hegemony of that day. In a review of that performance, I wrote that Austra came off "like three Kate Bushes if they were recording for 4AD circa 1984." With their music, Austra come close to exuding the grandeur of Zola Jesus. This isn't really dance music as much as it is a showcase for Austra's chilly, gorgeous compositional skills and vocal dramaturgy. They're a class act. DAVE SEGAL
(Vera Stage, 10:45 pm)
I first saw Katie Kate at CHBP in 2014 and was impressed with her chameleon-like command of various genres (and instruments), enchanted by her quirky, vibrant performance style, and addicted to those fresh, killer hooks. Now, after a (too) long hiatus, Katie Kate is back with a new album and an edgier, emotionally raw, but skillfully produced pop feel. AMBER CORTES
(Neumos, 9:30 pm)
It’s easy to regard Cherry Glazerr with skepticism. They’ve got a candy-sweet name, the frontwoman is an actress (Margaux on Transparent), and they achieved liftoff faster than most, but that’s what happens when a fashion designer (Yves Saint Laurent’s Hedi Slimane) digs a band and uses their music in a campaign. Fortunately, Clementine Creevy’s combo deserves the exposure. In the context of the Los Angeles music scene, they slot between Missing Persons and Dum Dum Girls by weaving garage pop and new wave with a touch of the darker stuff. On their third record, Apocalipstick, Creevy recalls Sinéad O’Connor as she wraps her swooping soprano around songs about gleeful slobs and social-media addicts. If Rookie magazine were a band, it would sound like this. KATHY FENNESSY
(Vera Stage, 8:15 pm)
The Gods Themselves
Seattle trio the Gods Themselves are reaching the apex of an upward trajectory that began in 2014 with their self-titled debut. Their knack for huge, honkin’ hooks that exude toughness and hedonism has never wavered over their three increasingly polished albums. Pink Noise and Be My Animal find the Gods Themselves—vocalist/guitarist Astra Elane, baritone guitarist/vocalist Dustin Patterson, and drummer Collin O’Meara—striving for commercial success without compromising integrity. They know how to make glam rock, disco, and new wave achieve ornate peaks of melody and groove. DAVE SEGAL
(Barboza, 6:30 pm)
These increasingly grim times call for rock groups that both mirror America's darkness and offer catharsis from it. Behold Seattle's Haunted Horses (drummer Myke Pelly and guitarist Colin Dawson), whose cantankerous post-punk salvos puncture your malaise even as they magnify your angst. Haunted Horses are probably the closest thing this city has to Liars: clangorous, angular, black/gray rock heavy on the tom-tom thumping. Ride on for the darkness. DAVE SEGAL
(Cha Cha, 6:45 pm)
How is it even possible to be as unbelievably catchy and ebullient as Kyle Craft? And how is it that the instant some people open their mouths or play a few notes on a slapped back piano you’re suddenly sucked up into a sweet, sad tornado of Badfinger, Emitt Rhodes, Harry Nilsson, Shoes, Velvet Crush, et al? And what happened to the days when you could see a different proper power pop band every night of the week in Seattle? Don’t answer. I know what happened to those days. SEAN NELSON
(Vera Stage, 6 pm)
My Goodness are the Seattle torque-and-stomp blues-fired duo of Joel Schneider and Ethan Jacobsen. Schneider's Verellen-amped guitar sound caves into Jacobsen's drums like a landslide. Jacobsen's totemic, ore-cracked cymbals, snare, and kick receive and reciprocate the landslide, hammering back the vibrations with sturdy balance and malt-liquored lilting. Schneider's muscle-toned vocals (See also: Absolute Monarchs) are a furnace of screams, but can switch to a bullet-in-the-heart croon in seconds. TRENT MOORMAN
(Neumos, 11:15 pm)
There’s a line in Lucy Dacus’s song “Direct Address” that I probably haven’t gone more than a week without singing, saying, thinking, feeling since I heard her ludicrously good debut album, No Burden, early last year: "I let my mind get turned inside out/ Just to see what the kids were laughing about/ And it wasn't worth understanding/ Something I could've gone my whole life not knowing." Wisdom, ladies and gentlemen. I mention this by way of both celebrating and apologizing for how nice it feels to hear smart, shrewd songs like hers—which would fit perfectly on every mixtape I made in 1995—in 2017. SEAN NELSON
(Main Stage, 4 pm)
I just know that the moment I heard Sloucher's Certainty EP, it sounded deeply familiar. Not because it's derivative, but because the sounds it's made from are the default mode of my musical consciousness, pleasure center, and soul. Whatever that may or may not be worth in the swingin' marketplace of ideas, it means a lot to me. Dusky voiced songwriter Jay Clancy has my melodic number. The lyrics are smart and rhythmic, the playing is nimble and inventive, the scale is humble, even the distortion is pleasing. SEAN NELSON
(Vera Stage, 5 pm)
High school was a weird time for everybody, right? Thankfully, I had a cool best friend who later went to art school (she really had her shit down early), and she was the one to play Apologies to the Queen Mary for me back in 2005. It felt rare to listen to and enjoy “indie rock” without wanting to fling myself off the nearest structure—finger noise on steel frets that didn’t sound like a forcibly acoustic winky-face, white-dude voices that weren’t nauseatingly cloying in their earnestness to sound disaffected, thumping percussion that felt foundational and leading without minimizing the power of a simple kick-drum-laden banger. Following that album, Wolf Parade expanded to At Mount Zoomer, and to my favorite, Expo 86, with an eventual hiatus declared in 2011. After five years split among three additional bands (Divine Fits, Handsome Furs, Operators), frontman Dan Boeckner is finally back. Let’s hope Wolf Parade can relocate how to pound skin and lash synth from their ’00s glory and make me proud. KIM SELLING
(Main Stage, 9:15 pm)
Growing up on the remote island of Guernsey in the English Channel, Alex Crossan (aka Mura Masa) experimented with punk, metal, and even gospel before firmly planting his feet in electronic music. Fusing future bass and R&B, trap, calypso, and hiphop, his viral hit "Love$ick" broke Spotify back in early 2016. Mura Masa’s debut album came out in July; expect big things. AMBER CORTES
(Main Stage, 7:45 pm)
Thundercat ranks among the 21st century’s most impressive six-string bass slingers; he lays down wet electro grooves just as easily as impeccable, fret-hopping solos, his sound a fusion of soul, post-jazz, and what can be best described as future funk. He also sings in a delicate falsetto caress. His third and latest studio record, Drunk, is a contender for 2017’s best—it’s a clever, idiosyncratic, and playful work of art. LEILANI POLK
(Main Stage, 6:30 pm)
Ushering in the evening is Seattle’s own blues-pop singer-songwriter, Scarlet Parke, who has a velvety-rich vocal timbre and a powerful set of pipes that can creep low and sultry, scale to belting heights, or sass and snap as she sings it like it is. Her four-piece backing band includes saxophonist Frank Vitolo, and his brass accompaniment drives her points home without feeling overwrought or excessively smooth. LEILANI POLK
(Barboza, 7:30 pm)
It used to be that people employed the term "wall of sound" to describe the studio production work of now-convicted murderer/hairpiece cautionary tale Phil Spector. But bands of today provide an all-consuming product well beyond anything Spector did with the Ronettes or anyone else. Seattle four-piece Constant Lovers are one of those bands: Everything about their sound is mammoth, imposing, and—incidentally—a total blast. GRANT BRISSEY
(Cha Cha, 9:45 pm)
Mommy Long Legs
Mommy Long Legs play fun, fast punk about inappropriate topics. They celebrate the fart, the belch, and being weird, all while railing against condo-dwelling bros, catcallers, and other assorted assholes with a flair for both mischievous hilarity and good ol’ punk-rock pissed-off-edness. It’s all very cathartic, to say the least. AMBER CORTES
(Cha Cha, 7:45 pm)
Newish band Pink Parts churn out direct and powerful feminist-punk/hardcore jams. Their demo is forcefully dynamic, and a video of a recent show points to 1990s riot-grrrl/queercore bands like Team Dresch or Tribe 8. BRITTNIE FULLER
(Cha Cha, 8:45 pm)
July 22 by Stranger Things To Do Staff
This weekend, during Capitol Hill Block Party, more than 100 local and international music acts will fill the Pike/Pine corridor for the 21st edition of one of Seattle's biggest music festivals. On our online Capitol Hill Block Party calendar, you can see the complete schedule that's sortable by venue and date, find a printable version of the schedule, and read descriptions about and listen to music from every artist. If that's overwhelming, look no further—below, you'll find just our critics' picks for Saturday, sorted by genre. Plus, to make it even easier for you, we've even made you a Spotify playlist for all of these artists* —find it at the end of the list.
Seattle sextet Cosmos won 2016’s EMP Sound Off!, a battle-of-the-bands competition among the Northwest’s under-21 demographic. Often, such awards inspire skepticism, but Cosmos exhibit genuine national-class talent. Their sound’s a brash commingling of rap, funk, jazz, and electronic music, capped by vocalist Campana’s Kanye-esque lyrical bravado. No joke: Cosmos have the potential to become the next BADBADNOTGOOD. DAVE SEGAL
(Main Stage, 2:15 pm)
If you pay attention—and you will never go wrong doing just that, trust me there—you know Grynch's trademark thoughtful everyman steez, and either you rock with it or you don't. If you do, you'll be glad to hear the 2017 edition. He's still taunting doubters and bragging on his young-vet status in the Six, keeping it West Coast, and being as disarmingly self-deprecating as ever. The smooth '80s grooves and R&B assists that served him so well last time out are even slicker, and he sounds even more at home in the mix—if town-rap ever had an earthy Bobby Caldwell, it's him. And just like Mr. Do for Love, Grynch is just as fucking nostalgic as ever—he's virtually Seattle rap's Kevin Arnold. LARRY MIZELL JR.
(Neumos, 9 pm)
ILLFIGHTYOU is a crew of Tacoma ruffians: knuckle sandwich artist EvergreenOne—formerly of the group City Hall—producer and sometimes MC Khris P, and the sprrrr-ding, full-clip spit of one Ugly Frank. If you enjoy the over-the-top nihilist menace of early Odd Future sprinkled with a little Schoolboy Q-type bang-bang, these are your guys out of the Northwest right now. LARRY MIZELL JR.
(Neumos, 7:45 pm)
Kung Foo Grip
The MCs of Kirkland's Kung Foo Grip—the afro'd Greg Cypher and the dread-shaking Eff Is H—are classic-minded, upper-range-voiced spitters in the vein of prime-time Hiero, but they're no real-rap revivalists. Since their quickly embraced appearance as teens upon the scene, they've been as committed to progression as they have to their incendiary live presentation. Their production has morphed from jazzy loops and boom bap to cloudy trap, their couplets from merely impressive rhymes to naked emotion, they've never once sounded out of their lane, always honed their trajectory, always remained fans first of the area's illest shit—very based. Godspeed, gents—don't let up. LARRY MIZELL JR.
(Barboza, 7:45 pm)
LA’s Lord Huron have issued two albums of luminous folk pop that feels breezily effortless and expansive, their sweeping anthemic drive imbued with a Springsteenian/War on Drugs-like indie-rock appeal. Instrumentals are marked by cascading, Afrobeat-influenced guitar melodies and lush percussive textures, with an infusion of languid, salt-stained Cali sound qualities on 2015’s Strange Trails, while frontman Ben Schneider’s ethereal lead vocals soar over or intertwine with those of his bandmates to ascend in exquisite multi-voice chorales or stirring calls and cooing harmonies. LEILANI POLK
(Main Stage, 10:30 pm)
Seattle’s self-styled “doom-wop” purveyors Prom Queen are commanded and steered by Leeni Ramadan, whose vocals have a charming sweetness that shifts to slinky and sly to match the moodiness of her band’s music — a combination of ’60s surf pop and girl group doo-wop treated with noir-ish overtones and dramatic spaghetti western sonic flourishes and textures. Their rendering of Laura Palmer’s Twin Peaks instrumental motif as done in the style of S U R V I V E's Stranger Things theme is a must-hear. Look it up. LEILANI POLK
(Neumos, 4 pm)
For fans of the Drive soundtrack and those mourning the breakup of Crystal Castles, Youryoungbody’s EP Betrayer expertly updates those pulsing neon synthesizers and mechanized melancholy you love so much. The duo of Killian Brom and Duh Cripe mine the emotive, rain-swept strains of '80s dance, goth, and synth pop for a familiar though exceedingly well-produced trip down nostalgic avenues. KYLE FLECK
(Barboza, 5:45 pm)
The Life and Times
For the past several weeks, I’ve been haunted by a drumbeat. It just popped into my head one day, and I couldn’t figure out where it came from. I kept trying to describe it to people, sure that it was so distinctive that it must be from a vaguely popular song, maybe one by Radiohead. It has a hyperactive kick-drum-snare-high-hat interplay, juxtaposed with a minimalist guitar melody. Well, it turns out it’s from “Day Eleven” by the Life and Times. In many ways, it makes sense that I never suspected this relatively unknown Chicago band of being the originator of this incredibly tight beat. It owes much to ’90s alt-rock band Failure (and Ken Andrews’s whole space-rock aesthetic)—the sound of a giant melting sun. But damn, that beat. KATHLEEN RICHARDS
(Vera Stage, 5 pm)
Master Bedroom (aka Sterling Calliér) makes ramshackle, bedroom-fi rock that ricochets around your dome with the immediacy of early Guided by Voices, early White Fence, and R. Stevie Moore. Calliér is an eccentric musician with an excess of energy and off-kilter songwriting chops, and I expect very good things from him this year, with a concomitant rise in his profile. DAVE SEGAL
(Cha Cha, 3:45 pm)
Whitney is the high-quality collab between guitarist/keysman Max Kakacek (of the late Smith Westerns) and drummer Julien Ehrlich (formerly of Unknown Mortal Orchestra). Together, they produce a mix of psychedelic pop and dreamy-leisurely indie rock that sounds sunnily vintage and occasionally forlorn, and has a gentle, unassuming yet hypnotic quality. Ehrlich sings lead, his delicate, sweet, high-pitched delivery bolstered by light brass swells and finely picked guitar melodies in the 2016 debut LP, Light Upon the Lake. LEILANI POLK
(Main Stage, 6 pm)
Get your self-care on with some smart, body-positive, feminist rap by Lizzo! There’s no way not to feel good as Lizzo throws down her witty repartee with total charisma, clever pop-culture references, and a unique flow. Her latest EP, Coconut Oil, shows off her diva-level voice with a mix of gospel, hiphop, and even EDM. AMBER CORTES
(Main Stage, 7:30 pm)
Manatee Commune is gaining momentum as a producer of pleasant, chillworthy electronic songcraft with crossover potential. The Bellingham multi-instrumentalist has a sweet touch with melodies and a keen ear for vocalists—Moorea Masa, Marina Price, and Flint Eastwood—who complement his dewy, pastel tonal bouquets and delicate rhythmic origami. Manatee Commune’s self-titled album on Bastard Jazz explores the lushly beauteous, almost symphonic territory of fellow Washingtonians Odesza, but on a more intimate scale. Overall, the production is too well-scrubbed and cute for my taste, but there’s no denying the meticulous craftsmanship of it. This young man’s going to go far. DAVE SEGAL
(Main Stage, 4:45 pm)
LA electronic duo Phantoms look like nice, attractive young men, playing their sets in suits, using glow-in-the-dark drumsticks, releasing their music on the Universal Music subsidiary, Casablanca/Republic. As evidenced by their buoyant EP, Broken Halo, Phantoms are going to be festival fixtures, because festivalgoers love their sort of hooky, smooth, vocal-centric dance fare. DAVE SEGAL
(Main Stage, 3:30 pm)
Zoolab (Seattle producer Terence Ankeny) is part of Seattle's recent wave of young producers working in the hazy realm where hiphop entwines with nightbus, that vaporous, downcast strain of bass music birthed from Burial's fertile imagination. Zoolab's music makes you nod your head while befogging it with gray clouds of synth, although ebullient rays sometimes shoot through the mist. DAVE SEGAL
(Vera Stage, 7:15 pm)
Bad Luck's music bears down on you like a cyclone of fire, recalling the more out-there excursions of John Coltrane, Albert Ayler, and Peter Brötzmann. Chris Icasiano's drumming harnesses shocking power and does strange things to your perception of time and space. He can also get oblongly funky when the urge hits. Saxophonist Neil Welch is a dynamo of galvanic spluttering, ecstatic shrieks, and placid drones. The future of jazz? Perhaps! DAVE SEGAL
(Neumos, 5:15 pm)
A heavy band with a heavy pedigree (led by singer John Pettibone of Undertow and Himsa), Heiress gather strains of metal and hardcore, combine them with a nod to the Stoogey melodic murk that runs thick through the veins of Seattle rock, and bind it all together with urgency and artistry that feels new and explosively powerful. Even if you think you’re not into this kind of sound, these guys are commanding in ways most bands can’t even dream of. SEAN NELSON
(Cha Cha, 9:45 pm)