Results tagged “publicity”

From the PI this morning: "Three shot inside Capitol Hill club." Apparently, a fight broke out on Sugar's dance floor around 1:30am; three people were injured, and police aren't saying much more than that. Someone was firing a gun the club, so this isn't one of those ambiguous cases of violence within fifty feet of the club doors. The night's event was Sin Sunday, an 18/21+ weekly event featuring a DJ spinning hip-hop and R&B mash-ups.

Earl Greyhound was scheduled to play the Croc way the hell back in January, but before they could bring their Zeppelin-heavy rock to town, they wrecked their van and cancelled the show. Boo. But now we have evidence to support our folks’ oft-spoken belief that (shitty) things happen for a reason: Greyhound is playing the Paramount Wednesday night—and they’re opening for Chris Cornell.

While you're enjoying an unseasonably sunny summer afternoon, we will be at Safeco Field, showing our undying support for the 2007 Seattle Mariners, authors of one of the greatest collapses in baseball history.

Sonics minority owner Aubrey McClendon confirms what we all suspected from the start. In an interview with the Oklahoma City Journal Record, he says:

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Friday night, waiting to be let in to the center field beer garden because there was a private party going on-- a group of lawyers or something who'd rented the space until game time. We stood patiently at the barricades, listening to the big 'ol tongue-in-ass Griffey ceremony. We couldn't see anything from our vantage except Junior's bright red hat in the distance. Couldn't see the TV to see what was going on because we were sandwiched between the barricades and the beer-fueled fratboy meatheads pressing to get into the garden. We watched some girls as they looked overhead to the jumbo scoreboard thing. They were crying.

The Hendrix family is feuding with itself again, this time over publicity rights.

Michael Chabon's new book The Yiddish Policeman's Union is THE SHIT. We finished it in a little over a weekend recently and regretted not that we'd once again failed to execute our long-held dream of eating every single item on the Taco Bell menu on Cinco de Mayo night.

FACT: On August 24, 1919, film star Harold Lloyd -- while posing for publicity shots in which he was lighting a cigarette from a lit bomb -- blew the thumb and forefinger off his right hand. "Somehow," accounts explain, "a real bomb had gotten mixed in with the props." In 1923, as if to underscore learning nothing from the experience, he released one of the most famous films of all time, Safety Last! (Which you won't see at this month's retrospective of the films of Harold Lloyd because they just showed it a while ago.)

In an unplanned part two to our previous post, How Scientists Talk About Science, we're now covering how the press talks about science because the fricking Seattle Times has an article titled Heated Debate About Global Warming.

A few days of awful publicity later, the website of Americans United to Preserve Marriage, the anti-gay-marriage organization bankrolled by Sonics owners, is now "under construction."

Seattlest remembers that back when Gary Payton was about to be a free agent, we saw some ESPN story about how players like to play in Florida because there isn't (or wasn't) state income tax there. The interviewer asked Payton about this, and he said something along the lines of "Yeah, that sounds pretty sweet."

Sunday. Usually, a quiet, contemplative day in the Blogosphere. But not here in the Ist-a-Verse. Nonono! Just look below and see all of the wild and crazy stuff our staffs are up to.

A common liberal criticism of Congressman Dave Reichert (R-Eastside) is that, despite cultivating an outsider image, he's in lockstep with the Republican Party.

That Old Nerd™ we told you about the other day who filed a lawsuit against the publisher of the world's greatest cartoonists, claiming defamation and violation of his right of publicity (apparently over some alleged stories of the man's past recounted in one Fanta book and a lack of the requisite "TM" next to his trademarked name on the cover of yet another), recently made the legally dubious decision to grab the breast of an author and award presenter at last month's 2006 World Science Fiction Convention in Anaheim, CA.

Remember half.com, the popular used media marketplace that got bought by eBay and turned into one of their red-headed step-subsidiaries? Remember when dot-coms had the money to pull wacky publicity stunts? Remember when Half.com, the company, bought the rights to rename Halfway, OR, and call it Half.com, OR?

As both the Seattle Times and P-I are reporting the U.S. Chamber of Commerce's latest national ad campaign in support of Republican lawmakers has had to be tweaked a tiny bit.

There was *a lot* going on last weekend, what with the game itself and all other Superbowl-related activities. This weekend, not so much. So if you don't have anything planned for tonight (besides four episodes of Arrested Development), you could always drop by Chop Suey for a free show featuring The Divorce and Wolfmother. Expect a lotta hipsters, as both DJ Franki Chan and The Cobra Snake will be on hand. OMG, I can't wait for all the postmortem pics of terrible 80's fashion, coupled with Sparks tongue and girls trying real hard to look fierce.

Seattlest is home sick this afternoon. Bad. But, happily, we're able to watch disgraced "memoirist" James Frey lick Oprah's boots on KING 5. She's decided that she was wrong to defend him and confronts him directly about his apparently fictional A Million Little Pieces, live. She also brings on the book's editor, literary celebrity Nan Talese, who comes off as a total phony. She says that an "author's note" will explain what Frey made up, and what he didn't.

Not sure what to do this weekend? Seattlest can help. Here's our weekly rundown of what we'll be doing during our days of rest.

Oh were we ever excited about December 1st.

Comic book fans from around the world woke up today to breaking news of an imminent re-match between award-winning Canadian cartoonist Seth (aka Gregory Gallant) and local comic book publisher and Comics Journal executive editor Gary Groth. Their previous battle from the late '90s left many spectators wondering if another round of their incendiary exchanges would incite Groth's well-documented flair for explosives and firearms, provoking Mr. '30s Fetish to respond in kind.

Behind perhaps only Andrew Sullivan (or Michael Musto if you live life through VH1) Dan Savage is our country's most prominent gay. From time to time in Seattle we may think of him merely as "that dude from The Stranger" but the guy is syndicated in a hell of lot of papers around the country, writes a decent book, and generally makes a lot of sense when he appears on television to discuss serious subjects. He's a National Voice, and we have precious few of those. Because of that, it is your civic duty as a bookish Seattleite to not only purchase Dan Savage's new book "The Commitment: Love, Sex, Marriage, and My Family," but to attend his reading tomorrow night at Bailey/Coy Books.

It's time for Seattlest to ask a couple of absurd questions about Neil Gaiman. For instance, if Mr. Gaiman were to swoop from the sky and attack you- like a bird of prey- what sort of predatory bird would he be?

A while back we did a post about a falcon escaping from the zoo that we feel to this day is the definitive "bird escapes from zoo" piece. If there were an award for "bird escapes from zoo" stories written by local websites than that post, if it didn't win, would at least be among the nominees. At the awards show Seatttlest would smile and clap when someone else's name was called, like we always do, but inside we'd be thinking, "Damn! That's bullshit!" Like we always do.