Being an American consumer is a lot like being anally violated on a daily basis.
Being an American consumer is EXACTLY like being anally violated on a daily basis.
If the past two years have taught me anything, it’s that America’s glory days are so far behind us that not even the Hubble Telescope could see the last of them.
There used to be a saying, “You Get What You Pay For”, but no longer is that saying even remotely true. Instead, no matter what you pay, what you almost always get, is shit.
Folks, without the
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Like most people, I’m often conflicted over how to spend President’s Day Weekend each year.
Part of me feels like I should spend the day doing what our government intended … learning about and celebrating the life of our first president, George Washington, but that can be difficult at times.
For instance, did you know that when George Washington was twelve years old, he inherited ten slaves, and by the time of his death, 316 slaves lived at Mount Vernon, including 123 owned by Washington, 40 leased from a neighbor, and an additional 153 “dower slaves” … servants for
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Man or Astro-Man at Neumos
Are they man? Are they astro-man? The venerable group from Sector 7G (or Auburn, Alabama, depending on who you believe).
The sarcastic question never got old last night. Or rather, it did, and I just didn’t particularly care.
“Hey, is that beer, or astro-beer?
Even today, a full 24 hours later, I’ve somehow managed to keep it running.
“Hey … is this dinner …. or astro-dinner?” BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I’m so clever it hurts.
I headed up to Neumos last night to catch a gig by the space dudes (or astro-dudes), and wouldn’t you
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Mike McCready once ruined a friendship of mine.
This was a shame, because the friend in question was an interesting guy. He wrote a book about his experiences teaching in inner-city LA high schools, worked as a writer/producer on several television shows, and he even won the game show Jeopardy several times in a row. On most Sundays, he and I would grab breakfast at a random eatery while arguing about the news of the day.
Convinced that he was a hardcore cynic, he enjoyed dining with me because as he put it, “you’re the only person I
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Mudhoney at Neumos
Last night, hipsters stood stoically, pointing gently above the stage, careful not to spill their PBR’s, while across town, their fathers were stage-diving and crowd-surfing like twenty-somethings. Such is the state of affairs in 2013 Seattle.
What, exactly, got the Gen Xers so riled up last night?
I’m glad you asked.
You see, Seattle’s favorite sons, Mudhoney, once again took the stage … this time at Neumos … and they spent nearly two hours screaming through one of their best sets I’ve personally witnessed in damn near a decade. It was as if Mark finally
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When I first read the proclamation above, I rolled my eyes.
“Overshadowed by male-dominated bands”, I said, “oooh, sounds sinister.”
I couldn’t help but wonder, though … what exactly is a male-DOMINATED band? Were the Beatles a male-dominated band? How about Simon & Garfunkel? Were the Go-Gos a female-dominated band? How about Destiny’s Child? They seemed pretty dominating to me. I once saw a video where they were wearing short-shorts and walking these big doberman pinschers, and I gotta admit, I was a little intimidated. My wiener moved, but I was still kinda scared. So scared that I
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Soundgarden at The Paramount
“You know that thing about punk rock being freedom?”, I asked rhetorically.
“Yeah”, said the guy who fronted a band that many would call punk.
“Well, it’s a load of shit. Punk rock isn’t freedom. Punk rock is privileged white kids rebelling against daddy’s money.”
He stared into the distance for what seemed like an eternity, finally said, simply, “yeah”, then flicked his cigarette into the distance.
Growing up in Dischord-era D.C. meant adhering to a lot of rules. Rules about dancing, drugs, politics, and especially … especially … about what music you could and
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This was the marquee at the Show Box last night:
Here are my tickets, so far, for February’s shows.
What year is it again????
A few months ago, Love Battery’s Ron Nine was interviewed by The Stranger, and in the article, he was asked for his thoughts on the “g” word.
“Speaking for myself, I always kind of rebelled against the word ‘grunge.’ Now I embrace it. It comes to mean that scene at that particular time, and I’m proud to have been a part of it.”, said Ron.
You know, perhaps Ron has a point. Perhaps it’s
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It’s a term that is invoked quite often in Seattle, and it’s a term that draws equal amounts approval and ire from the city’s inhabitants.
Most of the approval comes from real estate types, Chamber of Commerce boosters, and assorted carpetbaggers who are more than eager to turn whatever goodwill the city may have into cold, hard cash.
Those disapproving of the term tend to be long-term residents, the socially conscious, the pretend socially-concious, and pretty much everyone who lives on Capitol Hill.
Obviously, I lean more toward the latter camp than the former. I’d like to see population
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Love Battery at Lo-Fi
Love Battery played Lo-Fi last night, and of course, yours truly was in attendance. Now that the ringing in my ears has finally begun to subside, I’ll try to pen a few paragraphs about the show.
The festivities kicked off shortly after 10pm, and first up was Summer Babes. This band had kind of a pop thing going on, complete with matching white uniforms for all band members and an attractive girl on keyboards. The latter sort of reminded me of Veronica from the Archies.
When they first took the stage, I had no idea
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Yesterday, I took Boeing’s new flagship airplane out for a spin.
I hopped in the cockpit of a 787, took off from SeaTac, flew down to Olympia, cut back over Vashon Island, and came in low over Downtown Seattle before sticking a VFR landing at Boeing Field.
Now I know what you’re thinking … Rex is on another meth bender, but you’re wrong. That shit wore off hours ago, and when it did, I downloaded X-Plane’s new 787 model from the Android Market (technically “Google Play”, ick), and I spent a couple of hours putting the aircraft to the
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Home of the highest prices, rudest service, and most expiredest food in all of Capitol Hill.
Despite it all, however, I love the place. It’s like the abusive stepfather with a heart of gold that I never had. Sure, it slaps me around, calls me a worthless sonofabitch, and makes me scrub the toilet with a toothbrush … but it always makes up for it by giving me the last piece of cake, a new toy, or a pat on the head.
Today, I decided to visit my stepfather. I stopped by City Market for lunch, which
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Sunday morning usually means brunch at Pike Place Market, and yesterday was no exception.
Shortly after 10, I headed over to Piroshky Piroshky, and this time, I decided to try something different. While I usually get Oscar’s Star or some kind of breakfast concoction, on this day, I decided to broaden my horizons.
Mozzarella, Broccoli, and Mushroom Piroshky
After eyeing the menu for a few moments, I decided on the mozzarella, broccoli, and mushroom piroshky, only because it sounded kind of weird, and after taking a bite, I realized that it tasted like it sounded. Weird. It wasn’t bad
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My 10.1" and 7" Galaxy Tablets and EVO
On Tuesday, my 10.1″ Galaxy Tab arrived.
I’ve only had a few days to play with it, but I can already see that it’s going to be yet another life-changing device.
As someone whose life literally revolves around technology, especially mobile technology, incremental updates such as this literally change the way I do everything, from blogging, to working, to coding, to sketching, to recording, to organizing, to playing games, to … well, seriously … everything. The device I carry with me becomes an extension of myself, and because of this,
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Last night, to “celebrate” the completion of a certain project, we headed up to Ballard for a bowl of Mike’s chili.
Some people celebrate with champagne, others with cocaine, but that high-brow, pretentious stuff doesn’t fly with me. If ground beef and kidney beans are good enough for cowboys and hobos, then it’s good enough for me dammit.
On the way up 15th Ave, en-route to the Ballard Bridge, I looked back and spotted a full moon hanging over the Seattle skyline.
“I need to make a quick detour!”, I exclaimed before veering on to the Magnolia Bridge and
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Last Thursday, I went with a friend of mine to two stores, located directly across from each other in the University Village Shopping Center.
The first store was the Apple Store, the second was the newly-opened Microsoft Store.
You see, my friend, a non-US resident, needed to buy a contract-less iPhone, and he could not do it in the AT&T Store in Downtown Seattle. As you might imagine, they would only sell him the device with a contract and a line of service.
This being the case, we took the 15 minute journey north to the U District to procure
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I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again … Love Battery is the most underrated band in the history of music. Over the years, I’ve mentioned this group in my various articles a few dozen times, and in the process, I’ve turned a lot of people on to the band. Not once has anyone been disappointed.
Love Battery was one of the best bands in Seattle during Sub Pop’s meteoric rise, and I (as well as a lot of other people) were convinced that they were going to be huge. Had you told me 20 years ago
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About a month ago, when the Cinerama began selling tickets for the premiere of the Pearl Jam 20 movie, I looked at my late September calendar and realized that my schedule would be chaotic. I might be available to see the show, and then again, I might not.
Because of this, I decided against purchasing tickets. Not so much for financial reasons (two tickets would have been $18), but because I could have been taking tickets from people who would definitely attend. In addition, it would leave a two-seat hole in an otherwise full house.
Yesterday, when 7:00pm rolled around,
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My never-ending quest for the best, cheap food in and around Downtown Seattle has caused me to stumble upon a new reigning champion. Something only a local could discover.
Now, when I reveal the source of my new culinary delight, some of you will laugh … but before pretentiously dismissing it out of hand, I urge you to try it before you scoff.
Yesterday, I went grocery shopping at Kress at 3rd & Pike Street. I split my grocery shopping trips between this store and the QFC on Broadway & Pike (I live equidistant between the two), and yesterday Kress
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After the Bite of Seattle on Saturday, we decided to do some tourist stuff, and what Seattle attraction is more touristy than riding The Ducks?
Duck Ride and The Space Needle
Juggler Entertaining Folks in Line
Juggler Entertaining Folks in Line
Ticketing Near Space Needle
Ticketing and Portable Toilets
Unfortunately, for whatever reason, nothing ever goes 100% smoothly for yours truly.
After paying for our tickets, a lady at the base of the duck insisted that some of our folks line up for a shot. I politely declined, choosing instead
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