Diana Rigg takes pop aim at Roq La Rue. (photo courtesy Jim Blanchard)

I saw remarkable local singer Felicia V. Loud portray Billie Holiday in Lady Day at Emerson’s Bar and Grill back in 2004, when her fierce instincts were held back only by weak direction. Her vocal approximation (not imitation) of Holiday astonishes. This new Strawberry Theatre Workshop staging should let Loud loose to dig deep into the play, which imagines Holiday singing and suffering her way through a particularly emotional concert.

Get buzzed listening to Eroica and other masterworks during Seattle Symphony’s Beethoven and Wine Festival then raise a glass of bubbly before a concert honoring Gerard Schwarz’s 25th anniversary as the Symphony’s maestro.

If you have a ticket to the Dave Brubeck Quartet at Jazz Alley consider yourself lucky. It’s sold out—but the legendary pianist is worth standing in front of the venue with a hopeful look and a “One ticket?” sign.

Pink Martini intoxicates the masses at Chateau Ste. Michelle. (What is it about wine and music this weekend? Well, that’s every weekend, I guess.)

Jim Blanchard was the first artist to show at Roq La Rue—small wonder they’ve invited him back: Any pop culture buff will covet his dynamic, hand-painted homages to icons such as Steve McQueen, Karen Black, The Avengers’s delicious Diana Rigg, and Klaus Kinski as the mad conquistador in Werner Herzong’s Aguirre: The Wrath of God.

People have waited 15 years for Birds of America author Lorrie Moore to finish her latest novel, A Gate at the Stairs. Reviews suggest another triumph. She reads from it at Seattle Public Library’s Central Branch on Friday—fittingly, since the book contemplates, among other heartbreaking burdens, our post-9/11 malaise.

Monkey business: Consider it your duty to hear Jane Goodall speak. The woman is as much philosopher as primatologist; she continues to change the way we look at the world.

Oh, you can do it at a trot, you can do it at a gallop, you can do it real slow so your heart won’t palpitate. Just don’t be late. Do the Puyallup. (I’ve lived in Seattle long enough that I’ve actually met Saxon Rawlings, who wrote that song for the fair. You’ve got to admit he gave great jingle.)

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