This just in: Seattle kicks ass.
Only managed to catch two bands at the Capitol Hill Block Party... Band of Horses played a fantastic set, despite considerable technical problems. They even did a great cover of the Stones' "Waiting on a Friend." Pretty Girls Make Graves were somewhat underwhelming; all vocals, no guitars. They did, however, have a full double-dutch-and-drag-queen accompaniment for one song. Then we were off to Linda's Tavern, which is basically the sweetest-ass bar I've been to in months. Like, I bought a t-shirt! Merch love for a bar! Also, they have $1.50 cans of Olympia all day (and $2 Rainier cans, if that's your thing).
The Experince Music Project was underwhelming (although there is a massive, three-story tornado-shaped sculpture made out of guitars). As one friend put it, it's like "a Hard Rock Café on steroids." That pretty much sums it up. Also hit the Science Fiction Museum and Hall of Fame, which kicked ass despite a truly disappointing gift shop. All I got was a mug... so all the chicks that come to my apartment will know that they are hooking up with a seriously cool dude! Poontang 101, y'all: chicks dig guys who dig sci-fi!
(Talk about mixed emotions: Captain Kirk's original chair wasn't on display... because it's on loan to Comedy Central for their upcoming roast of William Shatner. Oh man, imagine the sheer number of lame Shat jokes about having sex with, like, blue alien chicks. Or who will make the first obvious T.J. Hooker joke, David Spade or Rob Schneider? It'll all be amazing anyway, because the Shat is certifiably cuckoopants bonkers. He's thee greatest, but he's obviously crazier than a shithouse rat.)
Anyhoo, the wedding was beautiful. The city really is (kill me for using this word) breathtaking. KEXP? Great. Sonic Boom Records? Great. The coffee? Retarded great. Just look at this hip, locals-only underground coffee house I found:
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