by Katie Lee Ellison

On page 230 of her new book, Worthy of the Event, Vivian Blaxell writes, “steer clear of Suicides.” To that I say, whoopsie daisy! My life has been rife with ’em. Still, this book gripped me and stole my attention. Though Blaxell said that some have worried about her over it, that they hear nihilism in it, to this reader, there is humor, resilience, and a learned fearlessness of death, or perhaps pain (though I didn’t confirm with her).

Vivian Blaxell is an academic, a translator of Japanese poetry, a whirling dervish of contradictions that continually surprised me and kept me sharp for our hour-and-a-half conversation, and a trans woman who has always wanted to be “in the world” not just “in the community.”

Worthy of the Event shows its resistance to form starting with the subtitle. It's called "an essay," but you could also say it's composed of many essays, or sections. In this series, Blaxell has created a voice that is not her own. The speaker is a character, which she describes later in this interview—a trans woman of her own creation. Yes, reader, here we are again in that spin of genre, never to be found properly notated on the bookstore aisles, and to gorgeous ends. 

We learn the meaning of the title of the book when Blaxell describes monks surrounding their teacher, the 16th Gyalwang Karmapa, on his deathbed. “Grief beams on their faces like ten thousand suns in a noonday sky as their leader slips away… They enjoy the event. They are worthy of it.” I sat with these lines a long time, as I made my way slowly and utterly compelled by her nearly 300 pages. Blaxell is brilliant at serving up new perspectives cheekily and constantly, furiously and beautifully, always flipping the angle and point of view. 

I spoke to her as she began her book tour in New York City, having traveled from Melbourne, Australia, and she did not disappoint.  

The first essay of the book is called “the disappointments” and I wanted to ask you about what's disappointing you lately. 
That's such a difficult question because mostly I'm disappointed in myself. That's the whole point of that chapter. There's one line in it which says, “I'm afraid of myself and that's logical.” Some people have misconstrued that to mean, I'm afraid of what I might do to myself. Some people think that there's a stream of nihilism running through the entire book, but actually, I'm afraid of disappointing other people. I think I've disappointed a lot of people in my time. I'm concerned about that. I wouldn't do it any other way, but I'm concerned about it. 

I don't think I'm ever disappointed in other people. I'm sometimes disappointed in the way that relationships with other people unfold. In a relationship between two people, even between groups, people go in with expectations about the way people are going to behave, what they're going to get out of it, and what service that relationship will provide to them. Rather than what service they will provide in the relationship, and that always seems to end up risking great disappointment at some point. Sometimes it takes years, but it seems inevitable to me. 

I've loved lifelong friendships that have vanished over the years, and are still vanishing at this age, people that I've known for 50 years. We disagree on something and decide we're not going to be friends anymore. I do it. I just say, “You're absurd. I can't stand you anymore. Goodbye.” I think the disappointment is just a prologue to something else. Disappointment isn’t an end to anything.

Expectation precipitates disappointment.
I think that's right. I don't think there's anything wrong with expecting people to behave well, and expecting oneself to behave well, or expecting things to turn out well. I think most people expect. Hope is really a pathetic thing. I have nothing good to say about hope. When something starts appearing on Hallmark greeting cards you know that it's empty. 

If we're talking about the difference between expectation and hope, my understanding of a Buddhist approach would be that you cannot will anything, that it would be pointless to try. So my understanding is that hope is expectation without the will.
I think that what I take from the message of the Buddha is go ahead and will all you like. But be conscious that that's what you're doing and that it's not you, it's just thoughts, and that your thoughts are not who you are. I think will is necessary, don't you? I don't like this idea that people have about Buddhism and all sorts of things, that people can just float along on the river of life, so to speak, without doing anything. That's not possible. Making a cup of coffee requires an act of will. But hope, it's futile. Hope is hopeless. I don't hope at all. I don't know if I've ever hoped. If I did, I gave it up fairly early, as a child. Not in a dismal way. I just realize that hoping is not an action, it doesn't make anything happen. It's almost the very definition of useless.

In that context, hope seems inherently selfish. If my life has proven anything, it's proven you correct. Hope is dopey; it's not going to do anything for you.
It could make you feel better. But feeling better is temporary. 

How did this book come into existence?
At home during Covid, I still needed to teach, because I actually don't have a lot of money, like a lot of trans women my age. I was teaching on Zoom at home, so I had a lot of time to myself. 

At the same time, a mainstream literary magazine in Australia had a call out, so I wrote this thing, and they turned it down. An old friend I've known since I was 16, a major Australian poet, called me, and when I told her they rejected it, she asked, “Are you disappointed?” I said, “I'm really disappointed.” And she said, “Write an essay about it.” I said, “I don't want to. I'm an academic. I've done that for so long.” But I sat down and I thought to myself, I'm just going to write it the way I want to write it. I have all this background in philosophy and theory, I had to try and understand disappointment in that way. 

That first essay was published really quickly, I think because of the first sentence: “My vagina disappoints me.” I didn't add that until I'd written the essay, and thought, What am I going to do to make sure these people that really don't want to hear from me just can't resist it? Then I met the editor of that journal at a colleague's book launch and he said, “Are you writing a book?” And I said, “That's not your business what I'm doing.” 

But later I thought about what the great philosophical issues have been for me, in my life and my work. So the next one that came up was about the cruelty to animals, and immediately all this stuff I already knew about theories of animals and posthumanism came up. I proceeded in that way, and by the time the essay “Nuclear Cats” was shortlisted for the Melbourne Prize for literature, I already had eight philosophical topics. 

Can you talk about Gertrude Stein’s influence on your writing, and your take on the importance and power of repetition? And how did you come to your syntax and your voice?
I'm much more interested in form than in content. I don't really give a fuck about the content very much as long as the form is what I want. I wanted the voice to sound like somebody speaking, and without it being quotable direct speech. Gertrude Stein is really the only writer that does prose where it actually sounds like somebody talking, and she does that by repetition. Because when we speak, people repeat isolated words, sometimes more than once and quite close together. And the way [Stein] manages punctuation invokes the speech act in what is, in fact, not quoted prose. It's not dialogue prose. It's just the opposite. Really, it's quite high-flown intellectual prose. I thought this was a way of creating this sort of transsexual voice. 

I had to change “the disappointments” a lot from the original to make the voice consistent. I had to go through everything and texturize it really carefully. I wanted it to sound like [the narrator is] speaking directly to you in a quite urgent way, and you can't ignore it. You have to keep up with it even when she does that sort of panning, where everything gets a bit blurry because she's [covering so much] so quickly.

Can you speak to that in the context of transition as a craft tool?
I was very deliberate. One of the reasons it's written in a lot of short pieces is because that's the only way I could control the connections between all the pieces. Otherwise it would have been too dense, and the short pieces meant I could move them around really easily, reposition them to make this sort of rotation around a central axis, to make it clearer. 

What would you call the voice, or the style of this book which is supposedly nonfiction?
I have no idea. Call it whatever people call it, whatever they want. I don't care. The only thing that makes me laugh is when people send me messages and stuff saying, “It's so good to see you had such a great relationship with your mother.” I'm like, maybe that narrator had a better relationship with the mother than I had with mine.

Can you talk about the lessons you learned from studying poetry, which the narrator talks about in the book?
She's actually talking about translation. And what happens when you are required to translate a whole set of Japanese poems by a modern Japanese poet, not classical poetry, and you make the most accurate word-for-word translation, but it's not a poem you end up with at all. I can read Kaneko Mitsuharu's poems, [who uses] a Kanji which is very obscure, and that's part of the pleasure of reading that poem in Japanese. But you can't replicate that. You can't repeat that in a translation. So what do you do? You end up writing a new poem that tries to capture the spirit and the meter. The sense of the original poem.

I read poetry quite a lot, but I can't write poetry. I read it because it teaches me something about how to use language. It teaches me how to be lyrical in prose, which is important to me. I like to write about landscape, and poems teach me how to do that better, because I think it's hard in prose to write lyrically. 

I wonder about what you would say about the value of putting really unpleasant or gross shit in art. What does that do for us?
Maybe it wakes us up. Maybe it makes us aware that we're alive, and that's good. I'm a trans woman, and we're kind of shocking by definition. Certainly in my generation we were. I think I've made clear points in the text, my mother saying, “will Centaurs be next?” It's good to make people feel revolted or disgusted. I read things I'm disgusted by and I see movies that disgust me. 

Your lyrical language is stunning and it seems to appear in moments that are absurd or ugly in order to create contrast.
It's been my experience that being able to see beauty when other things are really very difficult, has the power to preserve trust. I think there's nothing—apart from kindness, which is a kind of beauty itself—more important than beauty. I'm not talking about people. I think my purpose in juxtapositioning lyrical description close to difficult things was a lesson. 

One of the times I was living in Japan, I was invited to a dinner party at Arashiyama, which is a very beautiful area of Kyoto by the river, in the middle of the cherry blossom viewing season, and there was a Rinzai monk who had some seniority there. He and I had to leave together, late at night, because we both were using the same train. We walked across the bridge over the river and there was a huge riverside promenade. Lines and lines and lines of very mature ancient cherry trees. They were all in full blossom in the night. It was very quiet, because all the people that are usually out enjoying themselves were home in bed. He said to me, “How beautiful, how beautiful that is!” And I looked, and I said, “Yes, but look at all the shit they've left behind, these people,” and he said to me, “Look up, Look up.” 

I've never forgotten the lesson that he gave me. That was all he said. “Look up, look up!” That's why I write lyrical stuff next to stuff that's not so nice. It's like, “look up, look up, look up.”

 

Vivian Blaxell’s Worthy of the Event is out on LittlePuss Press.

This afternoon, City Council passed a nonbinding resolution denouncing the Defund SPD movement and acknowledging the city’s actions to reform our police department under the federal consent decree. The vote passed by 6- 0, with councilmembers Alexis Mercedes Rinck, Dan Strauss, and Cathy Moore absent from today’s council meeting. by Tobias Coughlin-Bogue

This afternoon, City Council passed a nonbinding resolution denouncing the Defund SPD movement and acknowledging the city’s actions to reform our police department under the federal consent decree. The vote passed by 6- 0, with councilmembers Alexis Mercedes Rinck, Dan Strauss, and Cathy Moore absent from today’s council meeting. 

During his speech before the vote on the resolution, Saka invoked the murder of George Floyd and the uprisings that followed, claiming the previous city council’s pledge to defund the police was “purportedly made in my best interest as a Black man, and other Black people across this great city. Yet, strangely, those defund pledges were made at the height of a racial reckoning when there were zero Black or African American members of descent on the council.”

There’s a lot to unpack there (and my editor, Marcus, assures me we will at a later date), but this revisionist history boils down to Saka asking, “Do you believe me or your own eyes?” No community is a monolith, sure—but if he or anyone else is curious about who was actually marching and demanding a reallocation of police funding in 2020, a quick Google search will do the trick. And wouldn’t you know it? The same communities the council claimed to be listening to at the time were the ones leading the charge. Spoiler alert: the receipts are not in Saka’s favor.

So why do we care about a non-binding resolution? 

This vote is about a conservative-leaning City Council that wants you to believe that we remain under the consent decree because of the Defund movement of 2020, instead of egregiously poor police behavior. 

First, the details. Res. 32167 affirms the city’s support for police, fire, and other first responders, and disavows any efforts to “defund or abolish SPD services or personnel.” Saka’s announcement of the resolution advancing to full council said that it would “[finalize] Seattle’s federal Consent Decree with the Seattle Police Department (SPD)” and “[shape] the future of public safety in our city.” It will do no such thing.

What it will do is ask other people to do that. Again, in Saka’s own words: “Once SPD has updated its crowd management policies to comply with the Less Lethal Weapons Bill that we passed earlier this year, my proposed legislation would formally request that the City Attorney submit the updated policies to the court for review.”

To be clear, City Attorney Ann Davison was 110% already going to do that. One of Mayor Bruce Harrell’s rare explicit goals has been to get out from under the 2012 consent decree, and despite the police continuing to do bad shit, we’re pretty damn close.

The reason we’re still under consent decree has nothing to do with the Defund movement. In Rob Saka’s reality, Seattle politicians pledged to defund the police by 50 percent. He is joined in that belief by cosponsor Bob Kettle and Mayor Bruce Harrell, who also came out in favor of this, along with such luminaries as Brandi Kruse, Jonathan Choe, and Jason Rantz.

Besides being our region’s most nightmarish of nightmare blunt rotations, all of those people are obsessed with something that never occurred.

While seven out of our nine councilmembers did express support in 2020 for a proposal put forth by Decriminalize Seattle and King County Equity Now to reduce the police budget by 50 percent, they a) never put anything down on paper about it and b) didn’t actually do it.

What happened, after those seven councilmembers said they would support defunding the police by 50 percent, is that then Councilmember Kshama Sawant proposed a budget amendment to do so and no one voted for it. So that’s about all their “pledge” amounted to. 

“The idea that the SPD was defunded by 50 percent in 2020 is a complete myth. I know because I was the socialist on the City Council who put forward the legislation that year, which not a single Democrat supported. City Hall Democrats like Councilmember Saka and Mayor Bruce Harrell have been doing the bidding of big business, cutting funding for social services and pumping more money into the already-bloated police department,” Sawant told The Stranger.

A few weeks later, her fellow councilmembers voted through a budget that, Sawant wrote, “fails to address the systemic racism of policing, trimming only $3 million from the bloated department’s remaining 2020 budget of $170 million.”

The police budget did technically shrink after the council chose to move parking enforcement under the purview of the Seattle Department of Transportation, but that simply moved the money to a different department. It did not do away with parking enforcement. Once they were moved back, in Harrell’s 2022 proposed budget, funding for SPD was above 2020 levels, where it has remained since. In recent budgets, it has only grown.

(If you want an eye-opening look at how cops twisted and wriggled to avoid ever being defunded, give this Real Change investigation by watchdog Glen Stellmacher a read.)

The reason we’re still under consent decree then, has everything to do with police misbehavior.

Seattle’s federal consent decree has been hanging around since 2012, thanks to a DOJ investigation that found SPD had a little habit of using excessive force—an investigation sparked by the police killing of John T. Williams. Since then, the city has burned through more than $200 million trying to prove it can police without violating civil rights, and yet, here we are, still talking about police accountability like it’s some unsolvable mystery.

One major roadblock? The Seattle Police Officers Guild (SPOG), which has spent the past decade making sure that any real oversight is dead on arrival. Case in point: a 2018 contract that gutted a city ordinance meant to improve civilian oversight. Fast forward to May 2024, and Seattle’s latest love letter to SPOG handed officers hefty raises while barely touching accountability reforms, so much so that even the federal judge overseeing the decree, James Robart, and the Community Police Commission threw up their hands in frustration.

At a March 2025 hearing, Robart admitted Seattle has made progress but remained unimpressed by the glaring lack of accountability fixes. The city’s next steps? Finalizing a crowd control policy and pushing through legislation on less lethal weapons before asking the feds to officially end the decree. Robart expects it to wrap up soon but is clearly annoyed that he can’t do much about the SPOG contract’s flimsy disciplinary measures.

So, after six mayors, seven police chiefs, and 12 years of legal wrangling, Seattle is almost free from federal oversight. But if you thought that meant SPD suddenly fixed its accountability and bias issues, well, you’d be as cartoonishly wrong as Rob Saka.

Nonbinding resolutions are useful for at least one thing: telling us how politicians want to be seen. And, in some cases, how they see things. This is one of those cases.

And, sure, it sounds great to claim that Seattle defunded the police if you’re, say, a right-wing commentator trying to portray us as a “socialist hellhole.” But a sitting councilmember in the actual city that you’re actually supposed to represent? Why?

Saka’s resolution concludes by claiming that the council’s hastily abandoned commitment to a 50 percent defund “led to the resignation of hundreds of police officers.” Complaining that the idea of maybe possibly defunding the police did so much emotional damage to the police that they quit in droves is as close to compelling as his argument gets here, but even that claim is dubious at best.

We get that most of the current council has never seen a pair of boots they didn’t want to lick, but come on. 

“Defund is dead,” Rob? Really? 

It was never alive! It never happened!

 

Marcus Harrison Green contributed reporting to this article

 

The Stranger Presents: The 2025 Undisputable Champions of Comedy!, Saturday, April 5. by Megan Seling

On Saturday, April 5, some of Seattle’s funniest comedians will take the stage as part of The Stranger’s annual Undisputable Champions of Comedy showcase. It’ll be hilarious! The lineup was curated with help from everyone’s comedy bestie, Emmett Montgomery, co-host of Joketellers Union at Clock-Out Lounge and purveyor of all things delightfully weird. And this year’s lineup is stacked with talent, from a local comedy legend who once won over a crowd of bikers at an Aurora bar in the ’80s to a comic who uses laughter as a way to deal with grief. We even have a bunny and a fundamentalist Christian pastor on the bill! It’s gonna be great. We're going to post interviews with the champs all week long.

Now, let's get to know tennis lover and rotisserie chicken enthusiast Mary Lou Gamba! 

Describe your comedy in five words.

Silly and punchy meets bawdy.  

What’s the first thing you did when you found out you were chosen as one of The Stranger’s Champions of Comedy?

Well, I'm embarrassed to say I immediately checked with other comics to see if it was legit.  Then, when I found out it was, I TOLD EVERYONE! I was very excited! I am very grateful to be recognized. It means a lot to me.  

You describe yourself as a rotisserie chicken enthusiast. There are always debates raging about who’s rotisserie chicken is the best. Costco. Whole Foods. QFC. Etc. Are you prepared to say, right here and right now, once and for all, who sells the best rotisserie chicken?

PCC's Balsamic Herb rotisserie chicken.  

Do you remember your first time doing stand-up? Were you immediately hooked?

I do remember.  I took a class a million years ago, and the day of the big show, where we all performed in front of our friends and family, I could not stop laughing. I laughed all day leading up to the show. I had never experienced that before. It was so weird. I finally stopped laughing after I went up. It was really fun, and the crowd was very supportive. Although, I was not hooked until I found an open mic years later that really worked for me. After that, I was addicted.

Where is your favorite place to see comedy in Seattle right now?

There are many great places to go. I just go to the place that has someone I want to see.  

The Stranger Presents: The 2025 Undisputable Champions of Comedy!, Sat April 5, Washington Hall, $25, 21+. Tickets available here.

by EverOut Staff

The first full month of spring brings a bouquet of entertainment options across genres to our fair Emerald City. Below, we've compiled the biggest concerts, food events, theater shows, author talks, and other great things to do, from Kylie Minogue to Sakura-Con and from Live Wire Radio to KUOW Presents: The Splendid Table Live.

COMEDY

Mo Amer: El Oso Palestino Tour
Palestinian American comic Mo Amer has found a unique way to blend difficult real-life experiences with humor: His path to citizenship took two decades, he once endured a flight next to Eric Trump, and his performances often work to defuse harmful stereotypes about Muslim Americans. It makes sense that the humble, cheeky charmer landed the semi-autobiographical Netflix series Mo. (The second season started in January, by the way.) Personally, I'm hoping to hear more about his favorite vaccine. (I'm a Moderna girly, myself.) LINDSAY COSTELLO
Moore Theatre, Belltown (Sun Apr 6)

The Stranger Presents: The 2025 Undisputable Champions of Comedy!, Saturday, April 5. by Megan Seling

On Saturday, April 5, some of Seattle’s funniest comedians will take the stage as part of The Stranger’s annual Undisputable Champions of Comedy showcase. It’ll be hilarious! The lineup was curated with help from everyone’s comedy bestie, Emmett Montgomery, co-host of Joketellers Union at Clock-Out Lounge and purveyor of all things delightfully weird. And this year’s lineup is stacked with talent, from a local comedy legend who once won over a crowd of bikers at an Aurora bar in the ’80s to a comic who uses laughter as a way to deal with grief. We even have a bunny and a fundamentalist Christian pastor on the bill! It’s gonna be great. We're going to post interviews with the champs all week long. Today, say hello to Ricci Armani! 

Describe your comedy in five words.

Fun, Sassy, Honest, Good Universal

What’s the first thing you did when you found out you were chosen as one of The Stranger’s Champions of Comedy?

I was very excited, but honestly, the first thing I did was get right back to work. I wish I had a better story about this, but unfortunately, I am constantly working, whether that's at my part-time day job or working on my show or working on my own personal stand-up. I am constantly working, haha.

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Caroline Rhea was a recent guest on your comedy show My Straight Friends. She is so great! Please tell me you have a good Caroline Rhea story.

Caroline was such a treat. She was so nice and so sweet and very giving of her time. We played a game with her onstage similar to Taboo, and she had to get me to say Sabrina the Teenage Witch. All the hints that were given to me sounded like the TV show Charmed, so that's what I said. She stormed off the stage when I said that instead of Sabrina. It was hilarious to see and I felt so dumb afterwards.

Speaking of My Straight Friends, you host the show once a month with Joe Dombrowski in both LA and Seattle. I gotta ask: Which city has a better audience?

I suppose that's subjective. I would say both cities now have their cult following, and I couldn't be more thankful for them. Both cities are full of fans who love the show and love what we put out.

Where is your favorite place to see comedy in Seattle right now?

My favorite place to see comedy in Seattle right now, honestly, would be through Don't Tell Comedy. They are a nationwide chain of popup comedy shows, and it's really my favorite place to perform and watch. I get to see the best of Seattle, and I get to see random larger names come through as well. Though there is no wrong answer here. All of the clubs and venues in the area are pretty great, depending on the lineup. 

The Stranger Presents: The 2025 Undisputable Champions of Comedy!, Sat April 5, Washington Hall, $25, 21+. Tickets available here.

The filing deadlines are in early May, so there’s still time for some surprises, but even now, the election is shaping up to be an interesting one. by Stranger Election Control Board

We blinked, and suddenly, we’re on the cusp of another local election season.

In case you haven’t been following the election so far (and with totalitarian takeover on our heels, we’d understand), here’s your chance to catch up. The filing deadlines are in early May, so there’s still time for some surprises, but even now, the election is shaping up to be an interesting one.

This year, we have a mayor’s race featuring an embattled moderate incumbent who speaks the language of progressivism,  but governs like a conservative. We’ve got a challenger for the District 9 City Council seat and a wide-open race in District 2. And finally, a City Attorney race, where anyone with an ounce of progressivism (or human decency) has been eager to unseat the incumbent from the moment she took office.

We’ve got months before endorsement time, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t meet the candidates who have thrown their hats in the ring. Without further ado, here’s our quick breakdown of the local elections so far.

Mayor

Bruce Harrell, Seattle’s very own Chamber of Commerce sock puppet, finally has some challengers.

The biggest name in the game so far is Katie Wilson: a street-fighting policy wonk who’s built a strong, progressive reputation actually winning battles for working people (raising the minimum wage, keeping transit affordable). When she launched her campaign, she told The Stranger about the kind of mayor she hopes to be: a coalition builder who’s able to reach across the aisle to find common goals, without diluting progressive, research-backed policies. She described herself as someone who’s willing to test new ideas and push forward on issues that have stagnated in this city for a decade.

She’s untested in elected office—or even running in an election—but she urged voters to look at her record as a policy advocate. “I’ve spent the last 14 years of my career organizing, building powerful coalitions that win major victories for working people,” she told The Stranger. “And I’ve done all that from the outside. I would be happy to put my legislative record up against Bruce Harrell’s any day of the week.”

Then there’s Ry Armstrong, an MLK Labor Delegate for SAG-AFTRA and an elected member of the Actor’s Equity Association, repping 50,000 actors from Texas to Hawaii. This is Armstrong’s second go at elected office. In 2023, they ran for Kshama Sawant’s City Council seat in District 3, and while progressives generally got wildly outspent by big business (and therefore creamed) in that election, Armstrong’s showing was particularly rough. Only 1.86 percent of the electorate (a total of 488 people) voted for Armstrong in that race. They’re proud of their big ideas, and a suite of progressive taxes to pay for them.

Ry and Katie are joined in the race by a handful of other candidates, including: MAGA-y Rachael Savage, the Republican who is campaigning to block permanent supportive housing and arrest homeless addicts as means of recovery; and Joe Molloy, a homeless man who says he lost his housing last year due to an unsupported disability, and is running his grassroots campaign from Tent City 3.

City Council District 9

Seattle’s City Council President Sara Nelson has been on the council since 2022 and has been president since 2024. Her leadership has represented the Chamber of Commerce (and Amazon’s) bid to claim control of city government, so we’re very pleased to announce that she has a challenger. Her name is Dionne Foster, progressive policy wonk, and capital gains tax champion. Nelson, known for her right-leaning, business-first politics, might be in trouble, given the city’s enthusiastic support for progressive Alexis Mercedes Rinck in November, and the runaway success of February’s social housing initiative. Foster’s got the right ideas on housing and homelessness, but let’s be real, to quote a Reddit-er, if a rock ran against Nelson, some Seattleites would probably throw a vote its way just to avoid the “right-wing, inept millionaire” vibe.

City Council District 2

At the end of last year, Tammy Morales stepped down from her seat representing D2 on City Council, saying that the conservative, business-oriented City Council was a toxic, undemocratic environment. The council appointed Seattle Police Department crime prevention coordinator and long-time City Council hopeful Mark Solomon to hold down the seat until this year’s election, when it goes back to the people.

So who’s gonna replace the progressive Morales? In the battle for D2’s vote, we start with Assistant City Attorney Eddie Lin, who primarily works with the Office of Housing. He describes himself as a champion of affordable housing, progressive revenue, and creating a city where “artists and bike messengers and baristas and educators can all afford to live here.” So far, he’s light on details for how he plans to do that, so we’ll be watching him closely.

Then there’s Adonis Ducksworth, the Mayor’s senior transportation policy official and one of the architects of the 2024 transportation levy. He’s pushing a platform that combines safety, affordability, and... skate parks? The lifelong skateboarder knows how important public space is for kids (yay) but he also believes safety in D2 comes with more cops (boo). Like Lin, though, he hasn’t offered many other details yet.

Eclipsing both of their fundraising, though, is a newer entrant: Takayo Minakami Ederer, a Columbia City-born real estate investor and karate instructor (and one of the first members of the women’s national karate team). Based on her early interviews, she’s largely running on a “public safety” platform—which, you guessed it, to her means more cops. She also acknowledges that we need more shelter beds, and advocates for a public-private partnership to make that happen.

City Attorney

In our friendly neighborhood City Attorney showdown, Nathan Rouse, Rory O’Sullivan, and Erika Evans all have big ideas on how to fix Seattle’s broken justice system in contrast to incumbent Ann Davison—spoiler alert: most of them don’t involve locking up more people. Rouse, a public defender who’s done with Davison’s “tough-on-crime” charade, wants to bring back community court and stop prosecuting minor offenses like SODA and SOAP violations (which, fun fact, aren’t even being enforced right now). Meanwhile, Evans is focusing on serving up anti-Trump tea and advocating for harm reduction programs that actually help people instead of shoving them into jail. And then there’s O’Sullivan, who thinks the City Attorney’s office could use a little more compassion and a little less spectacle. So, get ready for a race that could decide whether Seattle stays stuck in the criminal justice quicksand or finally tries to pull itself out with actual solutions. 

Stranger Election Control Board is Marcus Harrison Green, Vivian McCall, Charles Mudede, Emily Nokes, Megan Seling, and Hannah Murphy Winter. 

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Got problems? Yes, you do! Email your question for the column to mailbox@savage.love! by Dan Savage 1. How does one find the clitoris? I’m told the clitoris is not hard to find — go north, young man — but if one tries to find it and one fails, one should pull over (or pull out) and ask for directions. 2. If someone tells you to “do whatever you want,” should you? Someone who says that and means will eventually say it to the wrong person and get hurt; they’re a danger to themselves. Someone who hears that and takes it as license to do whatever they want is a danger to others. So, a decent person — by definition — wouldn’t do whatever they wanted to someone who told them they could. And seeing as you’re a reader of mine, I’m hoping you’re a decent person. P.S. People who say “do whatever you want” don’t mean it. What they mean is this: “I’m too embarrassed to…

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There is no drug more important than spending time with good people, people you love. There’s no drug worth risking a stranger’s actions. There is no drug worth risking something important to you. No drug worth getting caught up in a damn robbery. And there’s DEFINITELY no drug worth your life. But like a person living in the real world, I know you may consider cannabis at some point. So remember: WWJD. Don’t smoke weed…with losers. by Eva Walker

Eva Walker is a writer, a KEXP DJ, one-half of the rock duo the Black Tones, and mom to her baby girl, Hendrix. She also co-wrote the book The Sound of Seattle: 101 Songs That Shaped a City, which was released in 2024. Every month for The Stranger she writes a letter to Hendrix to share wisdom learned from her experiences—and her mistakes.

Dear Hendrix,

My dear Hendrix, you will likely have your mother’s rebel gene. And let me tell you, it’s not something to hide from, but it is something to sharpen.

To learn how to do that, I want to tell you about a woman named Jo.

Jo has known your grandmother for more than 35 years, so she’s been in my life since I was young. Jo is one of those people who’s seen it all. She’s tough and she knows how to handle herself in a pinch. She’s often got a smile on her face. She’s one of the most honest and straightforward people I know. It’s one of my favorite qualities about her.

Jo started doing my hair when I was a teenager. And one day, when I was 15, we started talking about cannabis. I’m not sure how it came up. We talked about damn near everything during my Saturday hair appointments. That’s the beauty of Jo. She knows hair and she knows life. At this point in mine, I hadn’t yet tried pot—or any drugs, for that matter. And I was aware of the stigma it had—especially with adults Jo’s age. By then, though, I had watched the 1936 anti-dope propaganda film, Reefer Madness. (You should watch it too, sometime. It’s hilarious!) That movie has made way more people want to try cannabis than not. Me included.

That day, Jo said to me something I’ll never forget. Something so important that I want to pass it down to you here. She said, “Baby, don’t do drugs.” But she wasn’t finished with her worldly advice. What she added so poignantly was, “But if you’re going to try weed… don’t do it with losers.”

Bingo was his name-o! That was some of the deepest shit I’ve ever heard. But what IS a loser? It’s not someone exclusive to any race, gender, class, background or anything like that. Losers come in all forms. If you only remember one thing I ever tell you, remember this: Losers wear suits. Losers wear boots. Some losers even read Dr. Suess. They’re everywhere. It’s one of those things where your gut just tells you. You know one when you see one. (If you need help, just ask me, I’ve seen plenty!) And they’re to be avoided when you’re doing anything special, from drugs to sex to going out to your favorite restaurant.

Jo’s point was that people are curious, but curiosity can be dangerous. So if you indulge yours then it’s important to be around others worthy of your time and attention. People who have self-respect, goals, intellect, and something to lose. Your father and I want you to appreciate yourself and to always remember this. 

Speaking of losers, the infamous crook Richard Nixon declared a whole war on drugs on June 17, 1971. That was 18 years to the day before I was born. A whole person came of age between that declaration and when I popped out of the womb. So to have another adult tell me pot wasn't the worst thing in the world—but what was worse was doing it with losers, Hendrix, that was some life-changing shit. So, did I eventually try weed? Duh. I was 17 when I first smoked pot (I refuse to type out all the letters in marijuana, which might be a side-effect of using marijuana). I first smoked at a party in high school, which is where you’ll likely be offered something, too. Or it could be college, or a bathroom stall or outside a bar or at a friend’s house. Weed is everywhere. (Note: make sure whatever weed you might try is store-bought and not wrapped in foil.)

The first time I smoked, I went up to a guy at a party who had a glass pipe. He carefully showed me how to use it. He was kind and wasn’t shady or gross. He passed the test! The only painful part was the cough. Hendrix, you will never forget the pain of your first weed cough after a big hit. Unfortunately, people rarely warn you about that part. Your throat will want to call the fire department.

It turns out, though, that I still needed to sharpen my Inner Jo. While the boy with the pipe was no loser, the party was full of them.  And after that first-ever hit, the fun house party turned quickly and strangely into a robbery. Your Uncle Cedric was with me as men with guns started demanding possessions. Thankfully, he whisked me out the backdoor like a superhero. That led to a class field trip to a lineup at the police station. Ugh. See, I wasn’t smart that day.

My advice to you is this: WWJD? What would Jo do? There is no drug more important than spending time with good people, people you love. There’s no drug worth risking a stranger’s actions. There is no drug worth risking something important to you. No drug worth getting caught up in a damn robbery. And there’s DEFINITELY no drug worth your life. In the end, you don’t need drugs—weed, included. And like any parent, I’d prefer it if you didn’t do them. But like a person living in the real world, I know you may consider cannabis at some point. So remember: WWJD. Don’t smoke weed…with losers.

The Stranger's Only News Roundup by Hannah Murphy Winter

Good morning! It’s April Fools Day, a day that has a storied history of tricking journalists into reporting stupid fictional shit—from predator trout to the first human-powered flight machine. Stay sharp and keep your parents away from the internet until midnight. IRL, the rain’s only sticking around til 10 a.m., and it’s kindly staying away til the sun goes down, so get out there and enjoy the grey. Until then, grab a Mighty-O poop donut, and let’s get into it.

Council Loves to Blame Defund SPD: Later today, City Council is voting on Resolution 32167, a nonbinding “public safety” resolution that is trying to blame the Defund SPD movement for the fact that our police department is still under federal consent decree (which basically means we’re being babysat by the DOJ). Introduced by Rob Saka, the resolution is framed as a step toward ending the consent decree. It reaffirms the city’s support for police, fire, and other first responders, but also specifically disavows any efforts to “defund or abolish SPD services or personnel.” The problem? We never defunded SPD, and we’re still being babysat by the feds because we can’t get our police oversight game together. The resolution won’t change any law or policy, but if (when) they pass it later today, City Council should be embarrassed that they’re still trying to peddle this straight-up lie. Stranger contributor Tobias Coughlin-Bogue will have more on it after the vote.

School District Tattles on Washington to Fasc Daddy: Last week, the Kennewick School District filed a complaint with the U.S. Department of Education’s Office for Civil Rights, claiming that they’re in an impossible position: disobey Trump’s Executive Order and allow trans athletes to compete in school sports; or break state law and ban them. The district—which is about an hour west of Walla Walla—explains to the DOE that they’re already on Trump’s side on the issue, with classic “don’t let dicks in the locker room” coded language: “The Kennewick School Board is committed to ensuring the protection of biological female athletics, maintaining ‘all-female’ locker rooms separate from male locker rooms, and prioritizing the privacy rights of our students,” they wrote in the complaint. “However, we find ourselves caught between conflicting directives that threaten not only our federal funding but also the rights and values of the families we serve.”

This is what boot licking looks like. The school district asked for three things: Assurance that if they’re obedient subjects, they won’t lose federal funding; confirmation that either the school district or the federal government gets control over how they treat their trans students; and an investigation into Washington State’s Office of Superintendent of Public Instruction for civil rights and “parental rights” violations.

Cruelty Is the Point: Two weeks ago, Fife police believe a 26-year-old drove an SUV covered in fake ICE decals around a Ukrainian market, honking and blocking the parking lot entrance. Ukrainian store employees were scared and thought authorities were “coming for them,” police said. On closer examination, in much smaller print, the decal said “ICE Deliveries.” He’s still being charged with second-degree criminal impersonation. He pleaded not guilty.

Why Did They Think ICE Was Coming for Them? Because ICE officers have been making themselves very noticeable in Washington these days. Last week, they detained Alfredo “Lelo” Juarez Zeferino, a farmworker activist in Skagit County, and Lewlyn Dixon, a lab technician at UW Medicine, both of whom are now being held at the Northwest Detention Center in Tacoma. At least 100 protesters showed up outside of the facility over the weekend. La Resistencia, which helped coordinate the protest, said that they video-called a migrant detained in the facility during the rally, and they said that “the large public display of support brought tears inside the detention facility.” Photographer Jake Nelson was there for The Stranger. Check it out. 

Death of 10,000 Cuts: This morning, Health and Human Services Secretary RFK Jr. made good on his promise to lay off 10,000 people from his department. According to the New York Times, combined with earlier cuts and departures, this will shrink the department by almost a quarter. The officials responsible for minority health and infectious disease prevention were both laid off, as well as our top tobacco regulator, staff who oversee veterinary medicine, and the people who review new drug applications. Entire departments at the CDC studying chronic diseases and environmental problems were cut. HIV prevention was gutted. The FDA alone lost 3,500 staff members.

Don’t Call It a Filibuster: But Cory Booker has been speaking on the Senate floor since 7 p.m. last night, and as of 11 a.m. ET today, he was still talking. This isn’t to block specific legislation. It’s a protest of the Trump Administration’s “complete disregard for the rule of law, the Constitution and the needs of the American people,” and it’s possibly the strongest demonstration of protest we’ve seen in our federal representatives. Around dawn, he said: “I’m wide awake. I’m going to stand here for as many hours as I can.”

New Blood: King County has a new executive this morning. Dow Constantine, who’s been in the role since 2009, has officially stepped into his new $450,000-a-year job as the head of Sound Transit, and King County Council has named his deputy, Shannon Braddock, to finish out the last nine months of his term. So what do we know about her? She’s the first-ever woman in the role. She’s lost two elections in the last 10 years—one for city council and one for state senate—and we endorsed her opponent both times. What was our beef? Mostly her big-business leanings. We’ll be watching.

Two-Wheeled Highway: While Washington State has been struggling to fund most of its major transportation projects, the chair of the state Senate Transportation Committee says financing a statewide bikeway system is cheap enough to pull off. The project would connect our existing major bike paths across the state—the Burke-Gilman, Palouse to Cascades, Eastrail, and Spokane’s Centennial—for less than $50 million over two years. It’s orders of magnitude cheaper than car infrastructure AND better for our environment. Let’s fucking go. 

It Wasn’t Aliens, This Time: Over the weekend, Seattleites noticed a dark grey smoke ring hovering over the city. Was it a vape cloud? An alien chem trail? Or, as one commenter asked: “Is that the tornado?” Most likely, our big black halo was thanks to the pyrotechnics show at Lumen’s Supercross event this weekend. KING 5’s meteorologist says it didn’t affect air quality. But like—look at that thing.

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After All That Smoke-Ring Excitement: Here’s a gentle groove for your Tuesday morning. This duo met at Mali’s Institute for the Young Blind, and they’ve been making (Grammy-nominated) music together ever since.

Last weekend, hundreds of migrant advocates and union members rallied in front of NWDC for the release of Alfredo “Lelo” Juarez Zeferino, a farmworker activist in Skagit County; and Lewlyn Dixon, a lab technician at UW Medicine—and the release of the 1,500 other detainees at the facility. Photographer Jake Nelson went to Tacoma to capture the day for The Stranger. by Jake Nelson

Introduction and captions by Hannah Murphy Winter. Photography is by Jake Nelson.

Last month, Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) made two high-profile arrests in our region: Alfredo “Lelo” Juarez Zeferino, an Indigenous Mixteco farmworker activist who's been working as a berry picker in and around Skagit County since he was 14; and Lewelyn Dixon, a lab technician at UW Medicine, originally from the Philippines, who moved here 50 years ago. Both of them were transferred to the Northwest Detention Center in Tacoma (NWDC)—one of the largest immigration detention facilities in the United States.

These aren't the first, nor the last, people detained by ICE in Washington. While we don't have state-by-state numbers, Homeland Security says they've made 32,809 immigration-related arrests nationwide in the first 50 days of the Trump Administration, and the ICE Seattle X account practically fetishizes their local arrests, posting daily photos of people in handcuffs, facing deportation. But Zeferino and Dixon have drawn particular attention. Zeferino has been an activist for farmworker rights in Skagit County, and friends and colleagues suspect he was targeted for his activism. And Dixon, who is a green card holder who came to the US from the Philippines five decades ago, has been held for more than three weeks. Her family and her union at the university, SEIU Local 925, have been rallying for her release.

Last weekend, hundreds of migrant advocates and union members rallied in front of NWDC for their release and the release of the 1,500 other detainees at the facility. Photographer Jake Nelson went to Tacoma to capture the day for The Stranger. 

Because both Dixon and Zeferino were deeply rooted in their communities, their arrests have brought their worlds together in front of the detention center.  Dixon was detained on February 28, when she came back to the US through SeaTac. She's been in ICE custody ever since.  La Resistencia has been calling for regular protests at the facility, starting well before the Trump administration took office. They've called attention to inhumane conditions, suicides, and hunger strikes at the facility. During the protest, La Resistencia says they called a migrant detainee on a video call during the protest and they told them that "the large public display of support brought tears inside the detention facility." The protest combined migrant advocates, union members, and allies. In addition to La Resistencia, SEIU Local 925, Tanggol Migrante Washington Network, and the International Migrants Alliance showed up. Both labor leaders and rank and file members spoke at the protest.  Chinga la migra.

The Stranger Presents: The 2025 Undisputable Champions of Comedy!, Saturday, April 5, at Washington Hall. by Megan Seling

On Saturday, April 5, some of Seattle’s funniest comedians will take the stage as part of The Stranger’s annual Undisputable Champions of Comedy showcase. It’ll be hilarious! The lineup was curated with help from everyone’s comedy bestie, Emmett Montgomery, co-host of Joketellers Union at Clock-Out Lounge and purveyor of all things delightfully weird. And this year’s lineup is stacked with talent, from a local comedy legend who once won over a crowd of bikers at an Aurora bar in the ’80s to a comic who uses laughter as a way to deal with grief. We even have a bunny and a fundamentalist Christian pastor on the bill! It’s gonna be great. We're going to post interviews with the champs all week long—say hello to Zahnae Aquino!

Describe your comedy in five words.

Bodacious, bombastic, beautiful, buoyant, and humorous. 

What’s the first thing you did when you found out you were chosen as one of The Stranger’s Champions of Comedy?

I finished eating the bowl of granola that I had started prior to getting the notification. After that, I realized I was still hungry and went up to get a banana. Once I was satiated, I said thank you to Emmett Montgomery for helping me get to this point in my comedy career.

You founded the Fun & Flirty comedy dating game. You’ve helped a lot of people hook up! Hopefully, that’s resulted in some good karma, but do you have a funny bad date story?

One time on a date I asked a guy who his celebrity crush was and he said Anna from Frozen (FYI not a celebrity). He also made me pay for everything and give him a ride to QFC afterward. 

What’s a good joke or icebreaker people should tuck away for a first date if things start getting awkward?

Ask them who their celebrity crush is. Just kidding. Ask them: “If you could choose any movie where all of the characters would be replaced by muppets except ONE, which movie would it be?”

Where is your favorite place to see comedy in Seattle right now?

Laughs Comedy Club, Here-After, or the Clock-Out Lounge every other Wednesday.

The Stranger Presents: The 2025 Undisputable Champions of Comedy!, Sat April 5, Washington Hall, $25, 21+. Tickets available here.

The Stranger Presents: The 2025 Undisputable Champions of Comedy! Saturday, April 5, at Washington Hall. by Megan Seling

On Saturday, April 5, some of Seattle’s funniest comedians will take the stage as part of The Stranger’s annual Undisputable Champions of Comedy showcase. It’ll be hilarious! The lineup was curated with help from everyone’s comedy bestie, Emmett Montgomery, co-host of Joketellers Union at Clock-Out Lounge and purveyor of all things delightfully weird. And this year’s lineup is stacked with talent, from a local comedy legend who once won over a crowd of bikers at an Aurora bar in the ’80s to a comic who uses laughter as a way to deal with grief. We even have a bunny and a fundamentalist Christian pastor on the bill! It’s gonna be great. We're going to post interviews with the champs all week long, starting with Erin Ingle!

Describe your comedy in five words.

Relatable musings on the everyday.

What’s the first thing you did when you found out you were chosen as one of The Stranger’s Champions of Comedy? 

I said, “Cowabunga,” and ripped a sick 1080 on my Razor scooter.

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Your Is This Normal? podcast co-host Alyssa Yeoman was in last year’s showcase! I have to ask you the same question I asked her: What quirk do you have that some people might not consider “normal”?

I have no idea where this comes from, but I regularly mix up the words "green" and "orange”—I can fully discern the two different colors, but I'll be like, "Could you pass me the green—I mean orange—marker?" No other colors, no other words, but those two, I swap sometimes accidentally. I have met one other person in my life that does this, and we are both deeply confused why it happens.

Where is your favorite place to see comedy in Seattle right now?

I love seeing shows at Here-After, and I can't wait for the reopening of the new Emerald City Comedy Club.

The Stranger Presents: The 2025 Undisputable Champions of Comedy!, Sat April 5, Washington Hall, $25, 21+. Tickets available here.

Etran de L’Aïr perform April 8 at Neumos. by Dave Segal

Not to get all chamber of commerce-y about it, but Seattle has played a crucial role in laying the foundation for Saharan rock’s current popularity. In the ’00s while based in the Emerald City, the esteemed global music label Sublime Frequencies issued transformative releases by Group Bombino, Group Doueh, and Koudede. Thus began the groundswell of Western interest in heat-hazed, mantric rock that’s imbued with the blues’ ability to transmute oppression into transcendent art.

But the real boom in guitar-centric African music occurred in the 2010s, when artists such as Bombino, Mdou Moctar, Tinariwen, Les Filles de Illighadad, and Tamikrest broke out into America’s live circuit. Etran de L’Aïr have joined these compelling musicians in the 21st century’s great Desert Rock Invasion.

Striking out from Agadez, Niger, Etran de L’Aïr (henceforth, EDL) consist of three brothers and a cousin: bassist Abdoulaye “Illa” Ibrahim, drummer Alghabid Ghabdouan, guitarist/vocalist Moussa “Abindi” Ibra, and guitarist/vocalist Abdourahamane “Allamine” Ibrahim.

They formed in 1995 as young lads (group leader Abindi was 9), playing Niger’s demanding wedding circuit and singing in Tamasheq, a language spoken mainly by nomadic tribes in North and West Africa. Very few Americans know Tamasheq, which could be considered an impediment to enjoyment, but the grain and intensity of EDL’s vocals make it easy to understand the players’ profound joy and sadness.

According to EDL’s Portland-based label, Sahel Sounds, the members belonged to nomadic families that settled in Agadez after escaping the droughts of the 1970s. When they started the group, EDL only had one acoustic guitar and they’d thwack a calabash with a sandal for percussion. Before they attained American patronage, EDL would haul their own gear while on foot, sometimes traversing 25 kilometers (about 15 miles), to play free gigs.

Now three albums deep into their official music-biz career, EDL have adapted to this hemisphere’s protocols. That being said, their songs feel as if they are theoretically infinite and that they only truncate them into manageable durations to placate the demands and attention spans of the Western music industry. On their home turf, though, EDL have been known to play sets that would make Springsteen’s band look like slackers.

Saharan rock is a distant cousin of America’s desert rock, which arose in 1997 out of jam sessions manifested by stoner-rock behemoths Kyuss. While both strains of desert rock rely on repetition to drive home their incisive riffs, and both have their psychedelic moments, the American brand doesn’t tap into spirituality and strife like its African counterparts do—unless you count running out of marijuana and getting sunburned to be serious hardships.

With the 2018 debut album, No. 1, EDL established their galvanizing approach and have continued on that path with few deviations through 2022’s Agadez and 2024’s 100% Sahara Guitar. The opening track from No. 1, “Etran Hymne,” bears rough fidelity, but the guitars’ liquid gold tone is buoyed by beats that have a lopsided propulsion. What sounds like an agitated women’s choir ululates wildly, while the men sing in unison with poised defiance. That combo never gets old. On “Agrim Agadez,” the awkward beats clash with the coruscating guitar riffs. This is peak Saharan rock: roiling, trance-inducing juggernauts with intricately interlocking guitar motifs and massed vocals conveying indomitable joy among hardships that comfortable Westerners cannot fathom. “Hadija” conjures slow-rolling hypnosis with those mad lady trills in the background. Yes, there’s very little variation in the rhythms, but the guitar/bass/vocal interaction is often riotous.

Sophomore LP Agadez boasts fuller production, boosting the songs’ impact while avoiding slickness. “Imouwizla” instantly pleases with easy-rolling blues rock, albeit with that patented rhythm which feels as if you’re on a merry-go-round with a sputtering motor. The galloping and undulating rock of “Toubouk Ine Chihoussay” accrues an irrepressible momentum, with the main cyclical guitar riff positively spangling with euphoria. If EDL have a “hit” single, this is it. “Karade Marhane” is an outlier with its darker mode and coiled rhythm, but it’s still a trance-inducer. The album closes with “Tarha Warghey Ichile,” a celebratory banger that begins at a phenomenal velocity and then accelerates near the end. You can imagine this went down a storm at the many Nigerien weddings EDL played.

EDL’s latest album, 100% Sahara Guitar, begins auspiciously with “Ighre Massina,” in which ebullient vocals, tight, cyclical guitar riffs (Moussa and Allamine are the Tom Verlaine and Richard Lloyd of Africa), and ratatat drums that make you feel as if you’re running with one leg much shorter than the other. “Igrawahi” is EDL’s most laid-back song, and it’s nice to hear some variation in tempo and intensity. The singing is as gorgeous and yearning as the sparkling, mesmerizing guitars. In a better world, “Igrawahi” would be a smash hit. “Amidinine” rolls like a diamond-encrusted tank over dunes, unstoppable and glinting in the unforgiving sun.

As exhilarating as their recordings are, EDL are, by all reports, even more exciting live. They’re traveling over 7,000 miles to hit Seattle, so you’d best believe Etran de L’Aïr will bring the desert heat to zap your blues.

Etran de L’Aïr perform April 8 at Neumos, 7 pm, 21+. 

by EverOut Staff

We've taken stock of everything happening this week and distilled our findings into one handy guide, just for you. Read about all of our picks below, including events from Remi Wolf to Seattle Restaurant Week and from Janeane Garofalo to The Stranger Presents: The 2025 Undisputable Champions of Comedy!

MONDAY FILM

Goodbye Horses: The Many Lives of Q Lazzarus
The new documentary Goodbye Horses: The Many Lives of Q Lazzarus chronicles the life of Diane Luckey (aka Q Lazzarus), the singer behind the absolute banger "Goodbye Horses." The story goes like this: a 25-year-old Luckey was driving a yellow taxi in NYC when she picked up director Jonathan Demme and played her demo for him. Demme became infatuated with her androgynous vocals and cerebral new wave sound, using her music in three of his films—Married to the Mob, Silence of the Lambs, and Something Wild. After a brief stint with fame, Q vanished for more than two decades until she was recognized by documentarian Eva Aridjis in 2019. Don't miss a rare screening of the film followed by a Q&A with Aridjis. AV
(Here-After at the Crocodile, Belltown)

The Stranger's morning news roundup. by Nathalie Graham

Two Dead After Night Club Shooting: A security guard and another man were shot and killed outside Capri Bar and Restaurant, a hookah lounge in Rainier Beach. A different shooting occurred at this same lounge just a month ago. The recent violence draws fresh attention to new city council legislation that seeks to crack down on after-hours lounges that operate as private clubs, stay open past 2am, and aren't regulated the same way as typical bars and restaurants. Several recent Seattle-area shootings like the December International District shooting have occurred outside similar establishments. 

Shooting Near House Party: In the Tacoma area, two people are dead and four are injured after an early Saturday shooting near a house party. Multiple people called 911 when a fight broke out at the party. Police arrived about 30 seconds before the gunfire started. The victims were between 16 to 21 years old. 

Local Jurisdictions Need New Revenue: That's the subject line in the open letter to Gov. Bob Ferguson signed by 68 local officials across the Evergreen state. The letter calls on Ferguson to seek new progressive revenue options as budget deficits grow and federal cuts become imminent. Washington's regressive tax code means there isn't enough "funding for infrastructure, housing and human services, public health, and public safety" investments. The signers then list the measures they support including current bills in Olympia that would lift the 1 percent property tax cap, expand the sales tax to fund public safety programs, and more. Outgoing King County Executive Dow Constantine signed the letter, as did KC Exec hopeful Girmay Zahilay. King County Council Members Teresa Mosqueda, Rod Dembowski, and Jorge L. Barón also signed. The only Seattle City Council members to sign were Alexis Mercedes Rinck and Dan Strauss. Mayor Bruce Harrell, unsurprisingly, did not sign on. 

The Weather: I'll wager it'll rain today. And, you know what? I wager it'll rain tomorrow, too. April showers and all that. 

Must Be Nice: France's far-right party leader, Marine Le Pen, was barred from seeking office by a court due to embezzlement. The judge ruled Le Pen, as well as eight other people in her party and 12 who served as parliamentary aides, were embezzling public funds. Le Pen, the judge said, was "at the heart of 'a system' that her party used to siphon off EU parliament money," reports the Associated Press. Some worry this ruling is an overstep. I dunno, I think it's a good thing to prevent criminals from taking political control of a country and burning it to the ground for their own gain. 

France raises a fascinating hypothetical point: what if the law still exists even if people might get mad at you

— Ian Boudreau (@ianboudreau.com) March 31, 2025 at 5:55 AM

Musk Gives Out His Million Dollar Checks: Ahead of the Wisconsin Supreme Court election, which could change the makeup of the highest legal body in a battleground state, Elon Musk gave two $1 million checks to two Wisconsin voters at a rally for the conservative candidate. Musk and groups he's affiliated with have spent $20 million to get this guy elected ahead of a year where the Wisconsin Supreme Court—where liberals currently hold a 4-3 majority—will consider legislation on "abortion rights, congressional redistricting, union power, and voting rules." The current Supreme Court declined to hear a case that objected to Musk's political interference ahead of the event. 

Myanmar Quake Kills Over 1,700: Friday's quake in Myanmar and neighboring Thailand caused devastation. Though the death tolls are already high, prediction models expect deaths could exceed 10,000. Buildings collapsed throughout Myanmar. Many people are believed to still be trapped under the rubble. A woman was pulled out from under a collapsed hotel after 60 hours. She was alive. 

The Stock Market Hates Trump: Trump's beloved stock market keeps on plummeting. In the wake of his recent announcement that he would level tariffs on imports from all countries, the stock market hit its lowest point since 2022. The value of the US dollar also decreased 3.5 percent this month thanks to Trump's global trade buffoonery. Meanwhile, the value of gold keeps on climbing as investors look for something—anything—safe to invest in. Goldman Sachs believes there's a 35 percent chance that the US enters a recession in the next 12 months. 

See? You Don't Need Musk's Blood Money: All you need is 88 cents and a dream. Last week, a gambler at the Mardi Gras-themed Orleans Hotel & Casino about two miles off the Las Vegas Strip bet 88 cents on a slot machine and won $19,627.01. 

Tensions are high: The Pistons and the Timberwolves got into a tussle last night. Five players and two coaches were ejected from the game. In case you want to watch seven minutes of grown men fighting each other, here you go: 

International Students Asked to Self-Deport: An email from the Department of Defense to certain student-visa holders in the US notified them that their F-1 visa had been revoked and that they should voluntarily leave the country. Allegedly, the students getting these emails participated in campus activism or showed social media activity—things as small as liking a political post the Trump administration considers unsavory—critical of those in power. Immigration attorneys say impacted students should seek legal representation. 

Aide Worker Mass Grave in Gaza: Last week, aide group Palestine Red Crescent Society said nine of its emergency medical technicians had been missing for days after Israeli forces opened fire on ambulances and fire trucks near southern Rafah. Israel said the ambulances and fire trucks were "being used as cover by Hamas and Palestinian Islamic Jihad militants." The United Nation’s Office for the Coordination of Humanitarian Affairs unearthed the missing humanitarian aides alongside their missing vehicles and six other aide workers using bulldozers and heavy machinery. They had been buried in what the UN called a mass grave. 

Seems Like a Red Flag? Trump keeps refusing to say whether he'll leave office after his second term—which, you know, is unconstitutional. He said he wasn't joking about seeking a third term and that there are "methods" to make it happen. 

I'm sorry to report we are actually not saving the bees. Honeybee deaths in the US have reached record highs. Scientists don't know what's causing it. 

A Song for Your Monday: Do you like 1970s German electronic music? Good, I have just the ditty for you.

Capitol Hill's Century Ballroom closes March 31. Find out what's next for the historic venue. by Megan Seling

On Monday, March 31, Century Ballroom will close for good. Ahead of its final weekend, Cynthia Brothers of Vanishing Seattle and The Stranger sat down to chat with owner and founder Hallie Kuperman about her decision to close Century Ballroom, its legacy, and what’s next for the historic space.