Hope you didn't forget our rollergirl date tomorrow. You promised me you'd meet me at KeyArena for the last bout of the Rat City Rollergirls' regular season, Saturday, May 30 at 4:30 p.m. The Sockit Wenches' long-legged speedsters -- Sister Piston, Nasty Trick, Rebel Belle, Juliet Bravo among them -- will skate headlong into Ann R. Kissed, Cherry Jubilee, Skate Trooper, Deadly Aim and the rest of the Derby Liberation Front's generally unassailable defensive line, while the zombie pinups of Grave Danger battle the bitchin' Barbarellas of the Throttle Rockets. And how about the wildcards? Swede Hurt, the deadly valkyrie? The mighty mighty Sheeza Brickhouse? The slick and sexy crowd-pleaser Astro Glide? And the Mexican Fury, who as Phillip J. Fry would say "makes Speedy Gonzales look like Regular Gonzales?" What in the name of the Almighty Ann Calvello are they gonna do?
Damn it, you've got to be there. After this, you'll only be able to see Rat City's All-Stars in action -- and you'll have to wait until fracking July, unless you want to drive to Kent. Get your tickets today, meet me trackside tomorrow, and wear somethin' tight.
Now that I've sucked all the air out of the room, let's talk about tonight. There's a veritable flood of great live music pouring through the clubs. The reunited Picketts -- including original vocalist Christy McWilson -- play the Tractor this evening, with Or, The Whale sharing the bill. The Picketts were one of the first local bands I saw perform live -- Bumbershoot '97 -- and their twangy cover of The Clash's "Should I Stay Or Should I Go" was one of the many things that motivated me to move to Seattle permanently. The least I can do to thank them is to go to the Tractor at 9 p.m. and give them my $10.
But there's one small problem with my plan. Actually, it's a big one -- a freaking epic bill at Neumos, hosted by KEXP's John Richards and featuring the ne plus ultra of Seattle's current musical scene-thingy. Pela, U.S.E., Iran and Throw Me The Statue are all scheduled to play for just $18, which averages to less than five bucks per shot of sweet, juicy musical genius. I'm seriously going to have to flip a coin.
And if you promise not to tell anyone I told you, Sunday brings the second installment of SIFF's Secret Festival -- the screening of a film whose identity is so closely guarded that I can't even tell you for sure that it's a movie. You want more information? Go to the Egyptian at 11 a.m. on Sunday with your eyes open and your lips zipped.
Wow. I really want to go, will try to if not too totally exhausted after kayaking!
Posted by: maritess | 29 May 2009 at 03:08 PM