The Seattle Symphony is getting their spooky on tonight (and Friday and Saturday nights too), when they'll play the score from Alfred Hitchcock's Psycho live while the film plays on the big screen. Apparently there's a way to remove the music but keep the dialogue in a film (who knew?), which is exactly what they've done. So you get the double benefit of experiencing a classic horror flick in large format while the soundtrack is played live before your very ears. So cool! Can't wait to hear those screeching violins in person.
Belltown got a new restaurant ten days ago, with creative food and huge views of Elliott Bay and Belltown’s passing parade. It’s headed by former Qube chef Joseph Conrad (he also cooked at Charlie Trotter’s in Chicago and is the executive chef at Twist) and the bar is manned by Armin Moloudzadeh who made a name for himself at Bastille and Black Bottle.
The 1st Annual Gregory Awards, presented by Theatre Puget Sound, took place last night in the packed and festive Intiman Theater lobby. This long overdue celebration of local theater started out modestly, with only six awards, plus a "Sustained Achievement Award" for theater photographer Chris Bennion. But the short list of awardees belied the gigantic feeling of camaraderie among this happy gathering of theater geeks.
Critics always struggle to describe what Reggie Watts does—at least when he's not doing straight up music (as with local band Maktub, or the recent, lovely short songs he created for the new Electric Company which you can watch here). His comedy isn't strictly improv (though he does a ton of improvising throughout) and it's not stand-up (though he is standing up, most of the time).
Launched by Mayor Greg Nickels late in 2008, the Seattle City of Music initiative is a now-through-2020 plan whose goal is to "create action over the next 12 years that enhances the climate for our music industry, and to propel Seattle's leadership role in music throughout the nation and the world." While I'm not sure exactly how that will play out in a tangible way, I am sure the Awards event at the Showbox this Wednesday is going to be a kick (especially with the inimitable DJ Riz as MC!).
TGIF, folks! I’m back with a mishmash of a recap. Week 3 is over with today—which happens to be my birthday, look at me and my dedication—so we’ll focus on week 2. The highlight was definitely when MacKenzie and I had a private yoga session and I came to realize that my talents (which are still to be determined) must definitely lie elsewhere. She wanted me to do this.....
The new City Arts/Sound hybrid is out—definitely bigger than before and augmented with more music coverage—and guess what else? Their Blog Digest section includes a shout-out to one of my earlier posts, in which my grand ambitions were shot down by a tech glitch. The good news: they felt I "kept it together" during the freakout. The bad news: this sort of attention could be considered postitive reinforcement for blog whining...
When you're a student low on cash (and who isn't), finding entertainment beyond the beer bash in the dorm (or frat) can be challenging. In my student days, I found that a great way to get beyond the party culture was to visit the UW theater culture as it played out in the University's theaters. Now one of them, the Jones Playhouse, is having a grand reopening celebration to mark a recently-completed $10 millon renovation. The theater, once a tile factory and then remodeled as a theater in the 1930s, opens the season on October 25 with The Tempest.
Earlier this week, I popped into Plum Vegan Bistro on Capitol Hill at a press event to sample chef Makini Howell vegan southern-inspired offerings. Platters of quinoa sliders, Mac n Yease (vegan mac n cheese), and grilled teriyaki tofu kabobs with garlic and ginger mashed yams disappeared as the mostly-carnivorous crowd huddled in small groups, discussing the food.
I've been getting a lot of questions about what the people are like that work out at David Barton. I don't know if you've heard but, apparently, Bellevue has a reputation for being a bit...snooty? I can tell you honestly that after living in L.A. for the last few years and working out there (occasionally...) I was way more intimidated walking into a gym there than I ever have been in Bellevue. Of course you'll see the occasional massive body builder, or someone who just tried out for Cirque De Soleil - one handed, headstand push-ups, anyone?