1 Live music at Zola – Matt Mitchell plays at 5:30 p.m.; the Van Stone Band, 9 p.m. Friday; Nate Stratte Solo, 5:30 p.m.; Sydney Dale Band, 9 p.m. Zola, 22 W. Main Ave. Admission: $10
The entire staff was there at our first Christmas Eve office party, including our Basque contingency Santiago Saizarbitoria and his wife Maria and even Double-Tough had ventured up from our distant substation in Powder Junction to sit on the bench by the stairs of our converted Carnegie Library and covertly feed Dog cookies.
Spokane’s alternative music scene will be on full display at the Chameleon’s “The Nightmare After Christmas,” highlighting experimental electronic music.
While looking at the Knitting Factory’s event calendar, in between shows from some of the biggest acts in pop, rock, country, hip-hop and just about any other genre you can think of, you’ll see themed dance nights.
The debate between real Christmas trees and artificial ones has been going on for decades. Artificial because they are easy and reusable. Real because well, they are real and fill the house with a delightful scent. I happen to fall into the live tree camp not because I like them but because I grew up with them.
Collaboration is nothing new in the theater world, but “Glitz, Glam and All That Jazz” takes things to another level, bringing four area theaters together for a 1920s-themed interactive event to celebrate New Year’s Eve.
“A Charlie Brown Christmas” performer Taylor Priday-Key is a self-proclaimed nerd about “Peanuts,” the beloved comic strip created by Charles M. Schultz that follows the adventures of Charlie Brown, a kind, sensitive boy, his pet dog Snoopy, siblings Linus and Lucy, and friends Peppermint Patty and Marcie, as well as a whole cast of other characters.
DEAR MISS MANNERS: Help! My husband and I stayed at my parents’ house and slept in their guest bedroom. Friends of theirs had gifted them with a terrible, but very expensive, mattress. It slopes severely toward the edges so that you feel like you’re falling all night long, making sleep impossible.
As a child, Clara Spars, who grew up in Charles M. Schulz's adoptive hometown of Santa Rosa, assumed that every city had life-size "Peanuts" statues dotting its streets.
Director Josh Safdie’s opus “Marty Supreme,” hits theaters on Christmas Day, with the tagline, “dream big.” This feverish, breakneck journey follows a tabletop whiz kid from New York City named Marty Mauser (Timothée Chalamet) as he attempts to make it to the top of his sport, battling demons inside and out on his globe-spanning quest. It’s a lot like “Uncut Gems” (Safdie’s prior film) but set in the 1950s. Both Marty Mauser and Howard Ratner, of “Gems,” are cut from the same hustler cloth.
We’re full tilt into the holiday season, and with Thanksgiving, the first of the annual Great Gluttonous Holidays, in the rearview mirror, heads are still spinning from putting together a holiday meal that doesn’t leave someone offended, unhappy or breaking out in hives.
The perennial debate between Santa Claus believers and nonbelievers has always amused me. That’s because of a childhood experience that no Santa Claus skeptic has ever had.
You could make a big roast for a holiday feast, or you could nibble on seven different fishes. You might opt for a shellfish stew, cozy chowder, big lasagna, sweet-and-sour fesenjan or gently spiced korma. As an accompaniment, I humbly offer these Cheesy Garlic Pull-Apart Rolls.
There’s an argument to be made that Marty Mauser (Timothée Chalamet), the protagonist of Josh Safdie’s “Marty Supreme,” could be the father of Howard Ratner (Adam Sandler), the protagonist of Josh and Benny Safdie’s 2019 cinematic panic attack “Uncut Gems.” Marty and Howard are versions of the same character: Jewish New York City hustlers addicted to risky business; inveterate gamblers who believe that just one more bet is going to pay off.
Dear Doctors: It is my understanding that one should sleep in a dark, cool room. At what age does it become a problem for children who have slept with night-lights and have been bundled up since birth? Do night-lights tell children that the dark is something to be feared?
Dear Annie: I am the default holiday host for my extended family. My parents are divorced and both come, my sister arrives late and stressed with her kids, my brother shows up with whatever new girlfriend he is serious about, and my mother uses the whole day to quietly criticize everyone’s life choices, starting with mine.
