this isn't cool

My first favorite store in my new neighborhood of Queen Anne, OpShOp, is now going to be a memory.

Doesn't that shop look cool? It is. Good people, great owner, no price tags. You pay what you think is appropriate, and Queen Anne's underpaid and unemployed rely on it. I try to pay more than I would at a Goodwill - as I understand it, the money goes to a local school, John Hay Elementary.

Jane's pretty well painted by Robert Jamieson's sympathetic P-I piece - she's an understanding, caring lady and her comfort in her community is enviable.

And now she's got to move:

Wednesday was less than beautiful because of the blow Horowitz was served last week. Her landlord, Seattle mega-developer Robert Burkheimer, slapped her with a notice to vacate and he followed up with a letter this week. Horowitz has to pack up and go by Thanksgiving.

"Warm regards," the letter said in closing.

Burkheimer is a bottom-line businessman. I get it. And Horowitz, who has a husband, two kids and two dogs, did fall two months behind on her $2,500-a-month rent, a fortune for a shop where she tells patrons to "pay with your head or your heart."

I'm not saying Burkheimer's wrong. But it's tough to read. I'll be stopping by today.


[Lower QA Store OpShOp Evicted @ Queen Anne View]

[Store evicted in time for the holidays @ The P-I]

your new favorite show: the word salad

Four and sometimes more of my favorite homegirls from college are doing a radio show/podcast that is what all college radio shows should be: an insightful inside-joke fest where everyone gets to talk and you might even learn something, interrupted at intelligent intervals by music either anthemic or really, really indie.

The Word Salad website

I heard one episode and volunteered to do their theme song [entrance music?] [intro composition?] and so here it is:

Word Salad Theme [mp3]

Word Salad Theme [wav]

Ableton Live, yee! No, it's not actually three minutes long...they should turn it down by 2:10. If you can identify all the samples, uh, get outside more.

The basic track is Ms. Led's 'Stigma', which is the best grrl-rock review song I've ever heard, I do believe. I love everything about Ms. Led - 'specially the name.

My favorite sample - that's not 'it's ridiculous' - is the Barbara Jordan drop towards the end. Get familiar.

I think of them as a more feminist Goodness, who I should write an open letter to at some point.

Oh, and I know I've been off the blog grizzle forever - I got a job or two, so my bad. I really love updating PH, and I need to get the little hater to the side and just do it like Nike.

There should be way more me on this site, because I'm a few weeks away from a studio.

kitman is just off the effin' chain

Disclaimer: Chris 'Kitman' Matsui is my boy. Like many of the people I truly care about, I rarely see him, and have no idea where he is.

But, regardless of my bias, the fool can blend. 


What makes the two below mixes so good is not just an ability to beatmatch - displayed on 'Inside Out' - or great digging ear - showcased on 'strange but wonderful' - but Kitman's almost compositional ability to set a mood and shift it, extort it, distort it, and return you to the same mood.

He's like a painter. I'm absolutely tripping off 'strange but wonderful'. If I had to make a musical reference, I'd say Kitman sounds like a next-gen O-Dub. One hell of a party mixer, this kid made a mixtape in 2003 that I lost and still check my room specifically for, even though I know it's not there, because it was that fucking good. 

If you're asking yourself, 'Should I download one? The other? Both?"

Uhh...both. Don't know how long they're gonna be up.

[Kitman - Inside Out] 

[Kitman - strange but wonderful]

[Kitman's MySpace] 

anti-valentine's day part II


This is what you should be watching tonight. Unless you have other plans. No excuse if you're single and miss football season already. [One probably helps the other here.] It's the anti-Valentine's Day date film. 

A sports comedy set in a prison. Awesome. The less said about the Sandler/Nelly remake the better. Straight out of 1974, the original begins not with a wack car chase, but a scene of extreme, mustachioed domestic violence - Burt Reynolds as ex-pro star Paul "Wrecking" Crewe mushing his girlfriend after getting screamed on. Then, an awesome car chase.

Then, in about 20 minutes, you grow to actually like Paul Crewe. Why, look how well he shapes up!


[Straight ladies/gay fellas, this is a thoroughly homosocial film - save some implied gettin' down with a beehived Bernadette Peters. You know I wouldn't recommend something too SWM.] 

Featuring the cultural sensitivity as advanced as its prison reform, the film centers around Crewe putting together a team of convicts to play a vengeance-m otivated game against the evil guards. The guards' team features a psycho Ray Neitzsche, and the prisoners find that hatred of the law can unite all races, including the ever-so-PC character of 'The Indian', played by Washington's favorite son, Sonny Sixkiller. PSNA.

[Sorry I got this up so late, East Coasters, classes swallowed me. Hope you had a happy V-Day.] 

let me put you on the game

The Game will always be officially cosigned by PH because he turned into the Captain Ahab of rap and helped knock 50 Cent off his throne. Peronally tho I've always thought this dude was bipolar, with the apologizing and then dissing and crying and just generally being more of a drama queen than most rappers.

Bad news for the rap world, though. Here he looks, well, medicated. It's relaxed, funny Game - which either means he's focused and coming to smash the world, or his next, last album is gonna be really boring.

[found @ NahRight]