More apt than Dr. Frankenstein, Gaar built a fairly smooth-running monster out of the many gray areas of Hendrix's life and work, cross-stitched with stuff mined from archival flotsam and jetsam of the Seattle scene, and coated it in the heavy-hitting velvet armor of a fabulous bit of cover art.
At Bumbershoot, Seattleites pat themselves on the back with enough force to crack vertebrae, reinforcing their sense of civic and regional pride, saying to one another over and over again: this is who we are, and right now we are at our most perfect.
Quirky, witty and emotionally dynamic, Fat Kid Rules the World is an honest look at living on cultural margins. Exceptional performances from Matt O'Leary and Billy Campbell make this coming of age tale stand out.
For their third time at bat, these grungy garage rockers have a hard time concealing their restlessness amidst a sonic jumble of Seattle hero worship, power pop dreams, and the existential right to rock.
Jason Clackley's leanings as a singer and songwriter are equal part Blake Schwarzenbach, Bob Mould, and Ronnie Spector, and that's probably the only time I'll say that about anyone, ever. His vision is few and far between.