I’m sitting across the table from Wendy Woo, Bob Rupp and a handful of other folks at the Goosetown Tavern after the Westword Music Showcase Awards ceremony; we’re reminiscing about the local scene. And from the smiles coloring everyone’s faces, no one is ready for the night to end. Wendy…

If the project Theo Smith is working on right now pans out, his dreams will murder his reality. But from the nonchalant way he talks, he’s either downplaying the possibilities or hasn’t fully grasped the epochal implications. Most folks around these parts remember him as Lord of Word — a…

I had a ritual as a kid. Every Thursday, I’d pick up a Westword and sit in the corner booth at Rosa Linda’s Mexican Cafe, flip to Backbeat and pore over Gil Asakawa’s prose, line by line. I couldn’t wait for the day when I’d be old enough to actually…

Pretty Girls Make Graves, appearing Sunday, June 8, at Tulagi, with Last Chance Diaries and Against Tomorrow’s Sky, is at once menacing and seductive. When the gravitational pull of the rhythm section combines with the guitar lines of hardcore’s past, then converges with the muscular, vitriolic vocals of Andrea Zollo…