Nobody knew the things about you that I knew. I knew where you were that time when you called and asked if I knew where you were. I said I didn’t, but I did. The connection was good enough that I didn’t even have to pretend it sounded like a local call and not like a call from London.
Using the barest of elements in extraordinary combinations, Make/Believe produces visually and sonically striking imagery that grows and grows in intricacy, the way that music grows from the simplicity of a heartbeat, or language itself grows from scratches and dots on a Sumerian jar. Make/Believe is a succession of gorgeous images revolving around the idea of what it means to communicate, not only with others but also with oneself–or what one takes oneself to be.
Jimmy Brewster’s hands were pulsating with steely warmth the day he woke up dead.
José Amador talks with S.P. Miskowski, the playwright responsible for the upcoming Emerald City, which receives its World Premiere production at Fremont’s West of Lenin.
Spine of a dog curves away from me and against, as heat
of a tired dog warms my skin through my sweater, through his fur.
He lies, front paws matched, chin tucked alongside them, neat.
One still beast; one, antsy with pen at arm’s end, cramming
the months and years and lives with rehearsals, games, dinners—
“And we will hurt nobody for the love of money We can find our way without so much pain” — from “Exodus Honey”…
The holders of the US Open Cup, our Sounders, would normally meet with the holders of the MLS Cup, the LA Galaxy. Not this year. This time the opponent is Club Jaguares de Chiapas from Mexico. And in keeping with the name of Community Shield, the community can watch the game in the stadium for free. How groovy is that?
“What were once thriving online communities, have since become electronic tombs, full of messages and photos marking events throughout entire lives…”
John Allis discusses the Seattle Premiere of Horton Foote’s 1995 play at Wallingford’s Stone Soup Theater.