TUE
NOV 25, 2008
'Animal Logic'

Richard Barnes is not a household name but probably should be. Remember those cold views of the Unabomber's cabin in FBI storage? The clumps and clouds of starlings stalking fascist architecture in Rome? Those were by Barnes. His new show at Howard House is from his ongoing investigation behind the scenes of natural-history museums. It's not an original perspective in photography—for various reasons, natural-history museums are playgrounds for contemporary shooters—but Barnes comes out of it with some strange beauties. (Howard House, 604 Second Ave, 256-6399. 10:30 am–5 pm, free.)

WED
NOV 26, 2008
'Milk' FILM
'Milk'

American gay-rights-hero Harvey Milk has already been the subject of one brilliant film: 1984's Oscar-winning documentary The Times of Harvey Milk. But thanks to the world-class artistry of director Gus Van Sant and star Sean Penn, the Hollywood version of Milk's life story holds its own with the existing classic. Packed with lovely performances and the type of freaky plot twists you cannot make up, Milk will make you laugh, cry, and consider sending Penn a thank-you note. (See movie times, www.thestranger.com, for details.)

THU
NOV 27, 2008
Drunk for Thanksgiving FOOD & DRINK / HOLIDAY BLUES
Drunk for Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving can be a real drag if you're culinarily disabled, friendless, or Native American. If you're one (or all) of the above, wash away those blues with shots of Wild Turkey at a handful of bars like Linda's, Hooverville, or Seattle's best dive bar—the Baranof, which is hosting a potluck! (On the list so far: deviled eggs and pea salad. The Baranof is providing the turkey.) If you want to protest senseless turkey murder, Squid & Ink in Georgetown is hosting a vegan dinner for $15. Call in advance. (Linda's, 707 E Pine St, 325-1220; Hooverville, 1721 First Ave S, 264-2428; Baranof, 8549 Greenwood Ave N, 782-9260; Squid & Ink, 1128 S Albro Pl, 763-2696.)

FRI
NOV 28, 2008
Pica Beats MUSIC
Pica Beats

No local album released this year has become more solidly lodged in my heavy rotation than the Pica Beats' dreamy sophomore effort, Beating Back the Claws of the Cold. Singer-songwriter Ryan Barrett spins plucky melodies and impressionistic yarns dotted with lyrical details, and his band surrounds him with endearing, wavering vocal harmonies and a ramshackle assortment of instruments (including sitar and oboe). Their songs have the feeling of fragile hope thawing out of low-lit autumnal melancholy. Seattle is lucky to call the Pica Beats its own. (Comet, 922 E Pike St, 323-9853. 9 pm, $6, 21+.)

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SAT
NOV 29, 2008
Blues Control

Don't be misled: Blues Control won't be grinding out rote Muddy Waters or Willie Dixon covers. Rather, the Queens duo works in more hazily indefinable strata. Their self-titled 2007 album ran myriad avant-rock tropes through mutational and cosmic processes. This year's Local Flavor elevates Blues Control's game even higher, soaring into glorious Popol Vuh–like mantras and purveying a rarefied brand of dub that's unfathomably aquatic and deeply spacious. This paradox spotlights the distinctiveness of these atypical New Yorkers. (Funhouse, 206 Fifth Ave N, 374-8400. 9:30 pm, $7, 21+.)

‘The Adding Machine’

New Century Theatre Company is a group of daring artists who are sick of theater in this town and are doing something about it. Its first production, of Elmer Rice's 1923 The Adding Machine, begins with a monologue by Stranger Genius Amy Thone—a seething, terrifying blast of bile. Under the ruthless direction of John Langs, this dark production kicks you in the face immediately and never lets you recover. There's also an unforgettable party scene; a hair-raising monologue by Paul Morgan Stetler, playing a man on trial for murder; and no intermission. Seriously: Go. (ACT Theatre, 700 Union St, 292-7676. 8 pm, $25.)

SUN
NOV 30, 2008
'The Dina Martina 
Christmas Show'

After a decade and a half as Seattle's most beloved psycho-drag performer, Dina Martina now belongs to the world. But no matter how many superstar fans she acquires or continents she conquers, she always comes home for Christmas. If Dina's latest Christmas show is anything like its mighty predecessors, it'll be a glorious explosion of brain-twisting oddness and weep-worthy comedy (sample topics: pink eye, camel toes, "rump cancer") that'll fill you with something freakishly close to the holiday spirit. (Re-bar, 1114 Howell St, www.brownpapertickets.com. 7 pm, $20, 21+. Through Dec 31.)

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DEC 1, 2008
Jon Meacham BOOKS / READING
Jon Meacham

As Sarah Vowell has demonstrated, nothing is sexier than an obsession with long-dead presidents. And Andrew Jackson, the subject of Jon Meacham's new book American Lion, is perhaps the most obsession-worthy commander in chief not named Obama. He was feisty (Jackson's inauguration party resulted in a drunken trashing of the White House and he threatened to kill his own vice president), and he was an evil sonofabitch too (both the forcible annexation of Florida and the Trail of Tears took place under Jackson's reign). (Town Hall, 1119 Eighth Ave, 800-838-3006. 7:30 pm, $5.)

Wu-Tang Clan OTHER

In their mid-'90s heyday, the Wu-Tang Clan were a monolithic, mythological brand with a reach unrivaled by any hiphop group before or since. In the teenage suburbs, it seemed like every trunk rattled with RZA's gothic, digital beats and the Clan's Shaolin styles. Even the punk rockers could recite the "Torture" skits verbatim. Since those days, the Wu have weathered ODB's death (RIP), How High, spotty solo projects, and highly publicized inter-Clan beef, only to reemerge in 2008 as close to their days of "Triumph" as we'll probably ever see again. (Showbox Sodo, 1700 First Ave S, 628-0888. 7 pm, $35 adv/$40 DOS, all ages.)

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