Results tagged “abuse”

While clearly not as important as foie gras, there's another issue weighing on our hearts and minds. Death Cab for Cutie have valiantly taken up a meaningful cause: auto-tune. The band has faux-organized a pseudo-political campaign against "auto-tune abuse in music." At last night's Grammys, DCFC showed up wearing baby blue ribbons pinned to their jackets, which they claimed was to raise awareness for their "campaign."

Today John Cook mentioned a new, locally based social networking site in his Venture Blog: ListenToYourWife.com. Howard Ro, the husband in the husband-and-wife team behind the site, explains: Ro, an IT consultant, says that many married women feel as if they are not "being heard." "It's not due to abuse or neglect, but just due to the nature of male dominance in a marriage," he said. "We wanted to create a forum for wives to...

The script to Birdie Blue is the sort that, if there was any justice in this world, would have been unceremoniously trashed by every producer whose desk it crossed. Unfortunately, this being the real world and all, this awful script has been produced off-Broadway and in regional theatres all across the country, despite the fact it's guilty of every terrible conceit and device you could associate with the modern theatre. Nothing would have made us...

Next year’s publication of Itch, Love Stories About Heroin means that if you've been waiting for a full-length, in-depth book about Alice in Chains' Layne Staley—well, don’t get your hopes up.

Trouble in Tahiti / Rita: Seattle Young Artists Program @ CHAC

Towards the very end of last night's People Talking and Singing, as the clock ticked past 10:00 and John Roderick announced he'd play another song and take a few requests from the audience, our butts chimed in: "Hey, this is starting to go on a little long."

Front-page screamer in the P-I today: School crimes under wraps.

Two UW marching band saxophonists know their bulky instrument cases can get in the way as they walk to school down the Burke-Gilman Trail. They don't want to be obstacles to the notoriously chippy bicyclists. So one, "Geekybandbabe", asks Seattle's Live Journal community for advice:

Is there a certain undesignated place where we should be walking on the trail so as to ensure that we, and all other trail patrons emerge unscathed?

Continue reading "The Burke-Gilman: Walk at Your Own Risk"

Empathy is the issue at hand, though. Lawyer Atticus Finch (David Bishins) is an odd bird. He won't play a backyard game of catch with his son Jem. He won't join in a touch football game. When he chats with Scout, his daughter, his conversation is mainly made up of oracular pronouncements not geared for childish comprehension.He hides his countywide fame as a marksman from his kids. He takes a case that guarantees the whole family will be subject to verbal abuse and gossip. And he's always at the office -- though how busy could a small town in Alabama in 1935 keep him? -- leaving his kids mainly in the housekeeper's care.

Kurt Cobain’s widow and his hometown have a lot in common. Both Courtney Love and Aberdeen have battled substance abuse. Both are scorned for their blighted appearance. And both had a lot of wood running through them in their heyday.

It's SIFF's last bleary-eyed, numb-assed, popcorn-butter-fingered weekend, so if you haven't stopped in for some film-festy fun, you gotta act fast. We held Audrey upside-down and shook her until she gave us some selections -- no, no, you deserve the best. There's no telling how far we'd go to make you happy.

Back in February, a group of volunteer tutors from 826 Seattle walked into John Marshall Alternative School and asked students to write about change. After six weeks of intensive one-on-one tutoring, they left with a book’s worth. And it was with much celebration that students, tutors, friends and family filled Marshall’s auditorium Tuesday night to launch "Burning the Past," the latest collection of essays from this incredible collaboration.

Through July 1 // Seattle Center House // Tickets $28 adults/$22 seniors/$18 students

Later this month, the 5th Avenue Theater opens what they're calling a 50th-anniversary production of West Side Story, recreating the original Jerome Robbins choreography. This isn't a touring show starring some washed-up 70s sitcom star--the 5th Avenue is using local talent. Hoorah!

First of all, despite what you read in the Times and the P-I about Donald Byrd's Never-Mind (which came and went over the weekend), it's not all that, as Brendan Kiley says over on the Slog. We've become fans of Byrd's "neo-expressionist" style, but Never-Mind (at this point) is short on style and substance. It came off like "Frank Miller's Never-Mind": an ugly cartoon of drug abuse, of dysfunction, of iconic fame.

When we were kids, we spent a lot of time reading Edith Hamilton's Mythology, soaking up heroic tales and Olympian feuds and tips on using hydraulic dynamics to remediate environmentally damaged areas. When we got to college, we ended up reading more classical mythology, but it didn't have that same wide-eyed appeal (or we were squinting more).

KING 5's Investigators have their panties in a bunch about the racist and pornographic emails Port of Seattle police were sending on Port time, using Port computers. In their story, they can hardly bring themselves to present the liberally pixelized graphic evidence. Again and again. It turns out, "over a two-year period, 32 officers -- nearly a third of the entire force -- either received, saved, or passed on more than 175 inappropriate e-mails, including sexually explicit and pornographic images and racist videos and jokes."

We have a friend who tells a story about taking a broken TV back to Costco -- four years after she bought it. She didn't expect them to, but Costco gave her store credit. She upgraded to a nicer TV for not a lot of money, and they won her heart for life. (Lesson learned: It never hurts to ask.)

The above drawing of a werewolf - cryptically entitled "Werewolf" - is just one of the many bizarre masterpieces on this website of a local 34 year old aspiring cartoonist. But what might be even more interesting than his art is his public myspace blog, which no doubt gets better traffic than Seattlest.

Could've been the groaning, could've been the bleeding--the article doesn't say.

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Last time we reported on a Starbucks lawsuit, public sympathy was tilted in the caffeine giant's favor. Even the frequently anticorporate commenters at Consumerist thought it was stupid to sue them for "betrayal" over a botched email coupon.

Man, is there a LOT of Bumbershoot stuff on Seattlest right now. If you're anything like Editor Dan you're hoping for a break in the Bumber action; a contributor's recounting of a trip to Lake Chelan, a reaction to a dunderheaded Seattle Times editorial, or even some lame PR survey naming Seattle 16th Most Fashionable City West of the Rockies. Anything! Well, you can hope for something different, but your hopes will be dashed because this is another Bumbershoot post.

Celebrate Ben Franklin's 300th birthday with the Bikini Bandits and Phillyist! (NSFW). Speaking of Mr. Franklin, send in a picture of Ben (or Ed Rendell) with a red tongue and win a free t-shirt. And they might have the next YearlyKos in Philly.

Monday's farm report continues with coverage of The Real Dirt on Farmer John, which played at the Northwest Film Forum over the weekend, thanks to the itvs people. The hour-long documentary (see the trailer) is scheduled to play on KCTS sometime in June as part of the Independent Lens series. (It played at SIFF last year.)

Asia Argento has got her father's knack for horror. Sure, there are no limbs being severed as someone falls through broken glass, but the domestic horrors depicted in "The Heart is Deceitful Above All Things" are on par with the finest of her father's work. The film tells the story of Jeremiah. Raised by foster parents until the age of 7. Reclaimed by his abusive, alcoholic mother. Raped by her boyfriend. Abandoned by his mother. Claimed by his abusive, Christian grandparents.

[See the end of this post for contest information. Win a shirt!]

Joseph Campbell once pointed out that your real midlife crisis happens between the ages of 30 and 35, living past 70 being a relatively recent event. At 35 you have the accoutrements of home and family, community standing, and realize with a sudden sickening shock there's no way out of it: you've become your parents. (Okay, in theory. In reality, you're probably doing less well than your parents, comparatively.)

-The sea was angry yesterday, my friends, and the 520 was closed overnight. Today it opened but perhaps prematurely as this LJ user got hit with a fish.

Few people can make spousal abuse laugh-out-loud funny, yet that's what Noel Coward did with Private Lives. (Though maybe Yanni should get an honorable mention for musical abuse.) "Certain women should be beaten regularly," proclaims Elyot Chase, with conviction, "like a gong." Last night's audience erupted with laughter, as if they'd never seen Sleeping With The Enemy.