THURSDAY MARCH 13
Goldie
(JUNGLE) Between 1994 and 1995, Goldie was crowned the king of jungle, and rightly so. His CD Timeless was more than massive, and his crew, the Metalheadz, produced first-rate sonic fictions. At the time, very few junglists had Goldie’s ambition; in scope and energy, his music was Wagnerian. And maybe this was the very reason why he imploded: His themes, ideas, and special effects were too spectacular. But the ruins of his implosion have their charm. Like the dawn of a king’s rise, the dusk of a king’s decline is always glorious. (Chop Suey, 1325 E Madison St, 324-8000, 9 pm, $10.) CHARLES MUDEDE
FRIDAY MARCH 14
‘Pee-wee’s Big Adventure’
(BRILLIANCE) Child-porn allegations be damned–the only thing Paul Reubens is guilty of for sure is masterminding (along with Tim Burton) a genuine work of perfect genius. This 1985 treasure (yes, that’s 18 years, y’all) may have aged a little, but the fact remains that its rampant visual humor (Large Marge, anyone?), orgiastic design, and brilliant performances represented the boilerplate for late-’80s/early-’90s hipster sensibility and defined a strain of nonsense comedy that would become utterly essential to our ability to tolerate an increasingly corporate world. And not for nothing, but I believe Pee-wee is innocent. And so is Pete Townshend. I have no opinion about Jeffery Jones. (Fri-Sat March 21-22 at 11 pm, Grand Illusion, 1403 NE 50th St, 523-3935. $7/$4.50 members.) SEAN NELSON
SATURDAY MARCH 15
David Lasky, Greg Stump, Jennifer Daydreamer
(READING) If only more writers would take a cue from this comics trio. Lasky has been known to read from his comics in the manner of a fully engaged mom, with cue cards, narrative, and funny voices; Daydreamer will be drawing free portraits of people who are nice to her. The occasion for all this tomfoolery is the publication of Lasky and Stump’s Urban Hipster #2, and Daydreamer’s new collection, Oliver–but who needs an excuse? Put on your bunny ears and come on down. (Confounded Books & Hypno Video, 2235 Second Ave, 441-1377, 6 pm, for more information visit www.trashkids.com.) EMILY HALL
SUNDAY MARCH 16
Buttrock Suites
(DANCE) There are few things more entertaining than an inspired collision of high art and trash culture. This weekend, a whole bunch of Seattle’s most acclaimed local choreographers–including d9’s Diana Cardiff, Rockhopper’s Jana Hill, Crispin Spaeth, and “special guest performer” Wade Madsen–knock modern dance off its esoteric pedestal and into the back seat of a Camaro with Buttrock Suites, featuring a slew of original dances set to the head-banging, Spandex-swelling, power-chording thrill of grade-A buttrock. (Those willing to don buttrock fashions–feather clips, moccasin boots, anything crotchless–get two bucks off admission.) (Fri-Sun March 14-16 at 8 pm, Velocity MainSpace Theater, second floor of the Oddfellows Hall, 915 E Pine, 722-0963, $12/$10 with buttrock attire.) DAVID SCHMADER
MONDAY MARCH 17
Saint Patrick’s Day
(BOOZE & HISTORY) As you embark tonight on getting blotto, here is a brief (if incomprehensive) history of Saint Patrick: born in Ireland around 385 A.D.; considered himself a pagan until he was 16; found God after being sold into slavery; after six years, escaped slavery and fled to a monastery in Gaul; returned to Ireland after 12 years and spent the next 30 years converting pagans to the Church; died on March 17, 461 A.D. So there you go. Wear green and be drunk–and don’t forget to tip your servers. BRADLEY STEINBACHER
TUESDAY MARCH 18
Vibrator
(ANNIVERSARY PARTY) I love it when the monthly Vibrator night has an extra-special theme–it means that even more cute, fun lesbians (and their straight and/or male buddies) will show up to cram Capitol Hill’s Eagle. This month’s special? Vibrator’s first anniversary. There’s no cover, so you better show up and give Lindsay Marsak and DJ El Toro anniversary presents. They deserve it, after keeping one of Seattle’s best dyke nights thriving this long. I suggest buying them a drink. But flowers are nice, too. (The Eagle, 314 E Pike Street, 621-7591, 10 pm, no cover.) AMY JENNIGES
WEDNESDAY MARCH 19
‘Ikiru’
(FILM) To those other than all us cinedopes who so routinely obsess over the medium, Akira Kurosawa‘s name is undoubtedly associated with just two words: “Japanese” and “samurai.” But Ikiru (made in 1952, but not released here until 1960) has nothing to do with the latter, and its themes–death, the merits and meanings of life, fulfillment, etc.–stretch far beyond the small island in the Pacific. Go see it and be moved. (Fri-Thurs March 14-20, Grand Illusion, 1403 NE 50th St, 523-3935.) BRADLEY STEINBACHER
