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A few days late but always a welcome sight, it’s the yummy return of the annual MISCmedia In/Out List.
As always, this listing denotes what will become hot or not-so-hot during the next year, not necessarily what’s hot or not-so-hot now. If you believe everything big now will just keep getting bigger, I can score you a cheap subscription to News of the World.
iloveyoubluesky.blogspot.com
…had an otherworldly timbral and expressive range with both guitar and voice, ranging from beautifully sweet to guttural monster-from-Hell.
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Seattle invented bricks and mortar in the 5th century BC. Then in the 20th century AD, it invented Amazon.com and made them obsolete. The sun is literally always shining. Those clouds were artificially pumped in because there were out-of-towners visiting and we didn’t want them to stay. (beneath a shot of an Olympic Sculpture Park installation) This is a totem we erected to protect us from Courtney Love.
Seattle invented bricks and mortar in the 5th century BC. Then in the 20th century AD, it invented Amazon.com and made them obsolete.
The sun is literally always shining. Those clouds were artificially pumped in because there were out-of-towners visiting and we didn’t want them to stay.
(beneath a shot of an Olympic Sculpture Park installation) This is a totem we erected to protect us from Courtney Love.
1944-era logo of the first seattle star, now topping the new seattlestar.net
Still awaiting all your nominations for our 2012 MISCmedia In/Out list. Reply in the comments area below, you trendspotters you.
The new year draws nigh. Around here, that predominantly means one thing. It means we seek your nominations for MISCmedia’s 25th Annual In/Out List, North America’s most accurate predictor of future trends (in a vast array of categories). Tell us your forecasts of what will become hot and not-so-hot within the next 12 months. (Not merely what’s hot and not-so-hot right now.)
Now, in random-linkland:
Besides my current contract job deep within the belly of the publishing beast (now on week 12 of what was to have been 7.5 weeks), I’m coming off of a horrid and still undiagnosed chest thang that had me coughing and hacking like hell.
So I’ve been spending most of my non-working hours resting, not preparing blog posts.
Here are some random links I’ve been saving up.
A state of being defined by lack, self-oppression and ultimately the judgment of others.
Lisa Faye Beatty, 47, the third and last guitarist in legendary Seattle punk band Seven Year Bitch, died Friday. She had a motorcycle accident in Mentone, CA, near where she’d grown up.
Beatty had been 7WB’s live sound engineer before she replaced guitarist Roisin Dunne in 1997. Dunne, in turn, had replaced founding member Stefanie Sergant, who’d died under drug-related circumstances in 1992.
The band broke up shortly after Beatty joined it, with its members moving to different parts of California. Beatty played on tracks for a planned fourth 7YB album, which was never finished.
a teenage pugmire as 'count pugsley'
Before he gained national cult fame as “the world’s greatest living Lovecraftian writer,” Wilum Hopfrog Pugmire already had several other claims to fame.
He’d played the costumed mad scientist “Count Pugsly” at the Jones Fantastic Museum in Seattle Center.
He’d published Punk Lust, a literate and intimately personal zine chronicling his life as a queer Mormon, doing restaurant work to support his obsessions with punk rock, horror fiction, and Barbra Streisand.
He’d been a constant figure on the local music scene, sometimes appearing at events in goth-white face paint with ruby red lipstick.
Finally, in recent years Pugmire’s horror fiction has risen in stature, from a few short stories in scattered anthologies to full-length, limited edition books.
He hasn’t been very visible lately. He was stuck at home, taking care of a dying mother.
Now he’s the patient. He’s reportedly now in a Seattle hospital, dealing with a worsening heart condition.
Several days ago he wrote a blog post announcing his retirement from writing. In it, he described his condition as follows:
I have been extremely ill for over a month, and it doesn’t seem like I’m gonna get better any time soon. Tonight has been one of the worst nights. I think my ailments are a combination of heart disease and lingering bronchitis. One of my ailments is coranary arterial spasms, which happens usually when I recline in bed and try to sleep–they jerk my body and produce a little yelp, making sleep impossible so that I am a zombie moft of ye time.
I know no more about Pugmire’s condition at this time. Will Hart, at the horror blog CthuluWho1, is keeping track.
'off the mark' by mark parisi
It’s no longer good enough for us to tell kids who are different that it’s going to get better. We have to make it better now, that’s every single one of us. Every teacher, every student, every adult has to step up to the plate.
Before Thomas Frank became a renowned author of geekily-researched anti-conservative sermon books, he co-ran a tart, biting, yet beautifully designed journal of essays called The Baffler.
It was based in Chicago for most of its existence. Its original focus was the intersecting worlds of corporate culture (including corporate “counterculture”), entertainment, and marketing. (It’s where Steve Albini’s 1994 screed against the music industry’s treatment of bands, “Some Of Your Friends Are Already This Fucked,” first appeared.) As Frank’s concerns steered toward the political, so did The Baffler‘s.
Its one consistent aspect was its irregular schedule. Though it was sometimes advertised as a “quarterly,” only 18 issues appeared from 1988 to 2009.
This will now change.
The title was bought in May by essayist/historian John Summers. Last week, Summers announced he’s attained backing from the MIT Press. MIT and Summers promise to put out three Bafflers a year for the next five years.
This is good news, because we need its uncompromising voice more than ever.
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from 'fantomaster' at flickr.com
The first Washington governor of my lifetime could also be considered the state’s first “modern era” leader.
At a time of postwar complacency, just after the fading of “red scare” smear campaigns (yes, there were McCarthy-esque witch hunters here too), Rosellini enacted a bold progressive agenda.
He backed the Seattle World’s Fair.
He helped organize the cleanup of Lake Washington, once a mightily polluted body. He boosted college funding.
He established a separate juvenile justice system, and improved horrendous conditions at adult prisons and mental hospitals.
He boosted economic development and infrastructure investment, including the SR 520 bridge that now bears his name.
And yeah, he also stayed lifelong allies with the likes of strip-club maven Frank Colacurcio Sr., which eventually led to the ex-governor’s last, less-than-positive headlines in the 1990s.
You can disapprove of the Colacurcio connection and still admire Rosellini’s steadfastness to longtime friendships.
And you can look at the whole of Rosellini’s works and see a man who did all he could for what he believed in, even if it cost him most of his political capital before his first gubernatorial term was up.
Would there were more like him today.
Music scene tie in: Gov. Rosellini’s press secretary was Calvin Johnson Sr., father of the K Records swami.
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denny hall, the uw campus's oldest building