The Stranger

For years, the Brown Derby reading series has turned movies—from Flashdance to Alien—into entertaining, always-almost-falling-apart comedy clusterfucks. But the decision to do Trapped in the Closet—R. Kelly's inadvertently hilarious serial hip-hOpera—was inspired. Considering how much audiences loved last year's production of Derby's Closet, the decision to bring it back is just merciful. Starring Sarah Rudinoff, Nick Garrison, Rebecca Davis, Ian Bell, and other funny fucks. (Re-bar, 1114 Howell St, 233-9873. 8 pm, $12 DOS, 21+.) by Brendan Kiley

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While watching this dark Canadian masterpiece from 1969, my boyfriend and I became obsessed with whether it was real. "It has to be fiction. Look at those facial expressions!" "It's a documentary, but he's wearing bikini briefs because it's funny." "But they're constantly at each other's throats." "I think they're us." "I am not hysterical." "Well, you're the guy, and she's me." Then they started hitting each other, and we were both too alarmed to speak. (Northwest Film Forum, 1515 12th Ave, 267-5380. 7 and 9 pm, $5—$8.50.) by Annie Wagner

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Suggesting that music lovers of Seattle go to a Blood Brothers show is about as pointless as telling Anna Nicole Smith that she's dead. You already know all about the Blood Brothers and their hyperactive, pioneering, snotty prog-meets-hardcore sound that, when played live, turns the room into a dripping, sticky pit of flailing limbs. Right? Right. I'm sure you do. (The Showbox, 1426 First Ave, 628-3151. 8 pm, $13 adv/$15 DOS, all ages.) by Megan Seling

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Erase Errata scavenge the ruins of riot grrrl and disco punk to bring us dark, nervously energetic rock that sounds both paranoid and passionate. The trio jams coercive rhythms, twitchy guitar, and the odd blast of trumpet into quick, careening tracks that are just a second shy of exhausting. Adult. make clean, icy electro and skuzzy, gothic no wave, bound together by the disaffected vocals of Nicola Kuperus. The recorded output of Adult. may not be what it was, but their live shows, like Erase Errata's, are still totally magnetic and unsettling. (Chop Suey, 1325 E Madison St, 324-8000. 9 pm, $10, 21+.) by Eric Grandy

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Prior to distinguishing himself as one half of the writing team that made Arrested Development, the most dazzlingly twisted sitcom in American history, Richard Day wrote and directed this unsung camp classic. With its erotic abortions, casual rape, and pervasive blithe cruelty—executed by an all-male cast—Girls Will Be Girls will shock the unshockable. It will also make fans of John Waters, Arrested Development, and ferocious comic mayhem pee their pants. (Central Cinema, 1411 21st Ave, 686-6684. April 27—29, 7 and 9:30 pm, $5, late show 21+.) by David Schmader

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Getting drunk and breakdancing at the same time? Hell-to-the-yes! The fourth installment of Rords has a pro-am spin—amateurs compete for four slots, then get paired with pros and battle two-on-two, all the while being force-fed shots of booze. Who'll hold it all down for the $1,001 cash prize? Costumes are required for participants. Oh, yes. You know you want to. (The War Room, 722 E Pike St, 328-7666. Registration and doors at 9 pm, $10, 21+.) by Kelly O

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