It’s the long goodbye, coming in early in the week this year, and I’m going to make a few suggestions, not in chronological order, but rather paired by location and style. For instance, if you are interested in some DJ’ed dance parties, you can check out the big EDM blow at the Arcata Theatre Lounge […]
Marjo Lak
Father and Child Reunion
As a fan of editorial cartoons from years long gone, I can assure you that few themes survive the incomprehensible gulf of time’s effect on human culture and meaning other than a small handful of personifications. These caricatures — the fat cat business tycoon, the resolute but downtrodden worker, the clumsy, vicious and stupid warmongering […]
Spread Some Love
Oh, what a great many options we have here this week. From the theater to the dance floor to the concert hall, from free to pricey, from the 21+ environs of a new watering hole to all-ages events, we have a bit of everything this week. Now more than ever, getting out and enjoying yourself […]
To the Future
As Robert Burns wrote, “And there’s a hand, my trusty fere!/ And gie’s a hand o’thine!/ And we’ll tak a gude-willie waught/ For auld lang syne.” Cheers. Thursday (Boxing Day) It’s Boxing Day today in the former British Empire. When anglophiles commemorate the glorious day that Sir William Box successfully routed the advance guard of […]
Music Tonight: Thursday, May 17
There’s raw vinyl in Eureka for the starved polymer gourmand. Phatsy Kline’s features Marjo Lak spinning black gold on her decks at 7 p.m. for the weekly Laidback Lounge and over at Siren’s Song at 8 p.m., the 33 and a third Thursday brings old skool sounds curated by DJs Goldylocks and Fade. As always, […]
Call Me By Your Band Name
The more creatively named bands featured this week got my wheels spinning down memory lane. Despite a preternatural and seething distrust of all things over and done with, I couldn’t help thinking about some of the uniquely named groups I’ve encountered over the decades. I myself used to front a New Orleans-based punk/psych outfit called […]
Singing at the Landscape
Last week was a weird one for me. The whole Sunday-Sunday run I felt a little out of frame and unusual. Blame it on the Super/Frost Moon. Blame it on that modern vampire-cult the GOP passing a dungeon-crafted tax bill during the witching hour that doesn’t even disguise their contempt for basically everyone I know […]
