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Wine and jazz have quite a few similarities. They are both enjoyed by a select group of connoisseurs; both are an acquired taste; both are considered to be elite and refined, and they both can be either robust or smooth on the palate. So it only makes sense to dedicate
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Two hundred thousand people. Give or take a few, that’s how many T-town hustlers there are. Lately, I feel like I know all of them — or at least the ones who party on a regular or even semi-regular basis. Just like Tupac’s song said, “No matter where I go, I see the
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They’re manly men. They have names like Tom, Chuck, and Richard. They hold down manly jobs titles like mechanic, firefighter and retired IRS. And in their spare time, they like to hold large, smelly, cylindrical things between their lips and suck. “It doesn’t matter if you’re a lawyer or a mechanic; you’ll
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According to a traditional children's song, little boys are made of "snips and snails and puppy dogs' tails." Whoever wrote that crap obviously never went to a drag race. If he had, he'd know that boys, from little to big, are made of nitromethane fuel, turbochargers, burnt-out tires with smelly
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The biggest highlight from last week can be summed up with one four-letter word. And, surprisingly, it’s not even a dirty word. It’s actually quite clean and pristine, that is, unless it’s yellow. Snow, snow, SNOW! All week long I’d been getting the Crystal Mountain snow reports via e-mail, which had me dreaming
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If you see Ron Hinson’s show at Art on Center Gallery, you might think it is simply a rehash of the show he had there in August 2005. The painted constructions look identical to the ones he showed then. That is, if you don’t look too closely or don’t remember
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The Night Tacoma Danced is not for everybody, believe me. It is meant only for those of you who like to eat a variety of yummy food, enjoy a lot of fine entertainment, appreciate good art and are willing to have fun to support programs for kids. Sounds like a
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Tacoma. Art. The two go together like love and marriage, peanut butter and jelly, and gin and tonic. And the two are equally broad spectrum with Tacoma’s art scene encompassing a range from coffee to dance to clothing to paintings to parties to food to random acts of kindness. But is it
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First up — a shout out to the newbie in town. The Horatio Theater Company's first full production, "Molly Sweeney," isn't showing at the theater's home stage but in a coffee shop across town, but it is still a stage to watch in the coming years. The show is a theatrical
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It’s a loud night. Randy Oxford’s music set a scene, and that scene is vibrating with excitement, loud excitement. Then the first singer hits the stage, and says “Hi!” The crowd says hi back halfheartedly. She calls them on it. “I didn’t hear you!” she shouts, and the crowd responds in full volume. And
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I stopped dead in my tracks. Glancing over my mom’s shoulders at “The Young and the Restless,” I saw a teen girl wearing leg warmer’s; except, they weren’t on her legs. They were on her arms. Arms! I guess they’re called arm warmers. I have no idea, because I have never
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‘Speak’ Though the Weekly Volcano is certainly a city kid at heart, we like to let the wild things in every once in awhile. And what better way than listening to animals speak? Ice Box Contemporary Art is doing just that. “Speak,” an installation by Joseph Miller, is a conversation between
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Bootsy McGhee. Some say that’s me. There are people in this world who collect all sorts of things — stamps, baseball cards, automobiles and the like. My collector’s items are a little out of the ordinary, and they’re one of the biggest components of my personal brand identity. CFM boots. Normally I’d spell out what
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The play "The Diary of Anne Frank" is sort of a weird one for me to review. I have been to the secret annex in Amsterdam. I have seen the pages of 1940s movie stars she tore from magazines and tacked to her wall as an escape from the mundane
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I have issues with the “8th Northwest Biennial” at the Tacoma Art Museum. Now don’t get me wrong. I think it’s a wonderful show featuring an all-star lineup of the best contemporary artists in the Pacific Northwest. It’s just not what I think a regional juried show should be —
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American composer Philip Glass comes to the University of Puget Sound, Friday, Feb. 16, to present a live multimedia performance celebrating creativity and the art of musical collaboration at Schneebeck Concert Hall at 7 p.m. The composer uses major collaborations with other artists in his own career to show how
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I don't know if it was Salty’s cocktail waitress's cheerleader voice or the fact that she called me "sir" three times prior to actually delivering my drink, but I launched into cranky mode. At what point do you become a "sir"? Yes, I was significantly older than the neophyte waitress,
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One of the reasons I'm not crazy about eating at Sakura Japanese Steak House is that I don't like sharing tables with strangers. It sounds snooty, but it's really more Freudian than that. It's an enduring dread that dates back to my high school cafeteria, when I always wound up
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Lately I’ve been taking note of an epidemic that’s sweeping Tacoma’s nightlife: It’s freakin’ blowin’ up. I went to the Pacific Grill for lunch, and there wasn’t a seat open in the house. Tempest and Monsoon Room have been off the hook. The Harmon’s massive location is buzzing. The Swiss is still packin’ ’em