Sep 22, 2006
Out and About: Weekend Picks
FRIDAY: >> We interviewed Josh Lefkowitz when he was in town performing at the Fringe Festival, and now he’s bringing his thoughtful/hysterical monologue, Help Wanted: A Personal Search for Meaningful Employment at the Start of the 21st Century, to the Woolly Mammoth stage. Tickets are $15, and the show runs through Oct. 8. Details and showtimes are available here. >> Soft Complex has a debut EP, Barcelona, and it’s damn well time for them to…
Jun 04, 2006
Previously on DCist
Though the week was shorter than usual, plenty happened. We found out how many Metro workers it takes to change a light bulb, interviewed Aberdeen City, demanded that out-of-staters register their cars, and welcomed the Inter-County Connector. We discussed how to best secure a bike, cooked up some karahi, demanded some accountability from local cabbies, and found out that the District was getting screwed on federal anti-terror dollars. We checked out Pearl Jam, found…
May 30, 2006
DCist Interview: Aberdeen City
Every band dreams of making it big one day. Sure, “making it big” might mean different things to different bands, but it’s safe to say that no one forms or joins a band to stay anonymous. If you’re going to put everything you’ve got into making music, of course you want people to hear it. So how does a band move from being a local act to a regional one? How hard is it…
May 19, 2006
Out and About: Weekend Picks
FRIDAY: >> There have only been a handful of actors in this world who are genuine badasses. Robert Mitchum. Robert Redford. Robert Loggia. Any of the Roberts, really. And then there’s Kris Kristofferson. This is a guy who has hung out with both Sam Peckinpah and Janis Joplin, been inducted into the Songwriters Hall of Fame, and oh, makes time to kill a few vampires on the weekends. Dude is so virile a gal could…
Jan 20, 2006
Out and About: Weekend Picks
FRIDAY: Dear organizers of tonight’s Cryfest — Cure vs. Smiths Dance Party on the Black Cat mainstage: Did we go to the same high school? Because, really, I thought I was the only one who spent several nights a week as an awkward teenager perfecting the disaffected side-to-side shuffle that is the only kind of actual “dancing” one can do to this music. Meet me there tonight, OK? I’ll be the one in the raccoon…