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Founded in January 2009, PubliCola is a blog about Seattle written by journalists who are dedicated to non-partisan, original daily reporting that prioritizes a balanced approach to news. Started by longtime local editor and award-winning reporter Josh Feit, PubliCola is the first online-only news site in state history to get media credentials to cover the state capitol.

PubliCola was off and running. In June 2009, PubliCola hired another award-winning journalist, super-sourced Seattle city hall reporter Erica C. Barnett.

People were afraid that blogging would change journalism. Instead, we believe journalism can change blogging. Twenty-first century journalism may look and feel different, and yes Erica isn't afraid to get cranky, but we're committed to making sure online news still delivers independent, reliable, even-keeled coverage. And most of all, we're committed to making sure the coverage sparks honest civic debate.

Bringing you cola for the people, PubliCola is named after Publius Valerius PubliCola, the alias for the authors of the Federalist Papers—the original bloggers.

The first online-only news site in state history to get media credentials to cover the state capitol and Seattle city hall, PubliCola has been called a “must-read” by the Seattle Post Intelligencer and a hot “New Media Mover and Shaker” by Seattle Magazine—which also cited our own Erica C. Barnett as the city's No. 1 news nerd.

Sweaty ’80s Throwback Rap

Do this:

Seattle hip-hop’s magical new wave is pumping up the revelry to the same degree old-school Seattle pumped up the melancholy. In my opinion, Mash Hall beats out fellow hip-hop acts Mad Rad and Champagne Champagne, both in the strength of their aesthetic (sweaty ’80s throwback rap) and their sheer level of energy. They played a packed, off-the-cuff show at Moe Bar on President’s Day eve that left the place feeling like that blown-out post-house party scene in Sixteen Candles.

They’re playing with Sap’N, who you will recognize if you went to last week’s Ladies’ Night show at Neumos, and DJ Darwin, of Mad Rad.

Mash Hall (formerly They Live!), Sap’N, and DJ Darwin at Chop Suey (1325 E Madison Street). Tickets $7 advance/$10 door.

Also of interest:
Seattle Public Schools Superintendent Maria Goodloe-Johnson is slated to appear tomorrow night at the Rainier Beach Family Center. Goodloe-Johnson will presumably be there to talk about Rainier Beach High School. The school district decided last month to try operating the school with two principals at the same time, and named Center School principal Lisa Escobar as the school’s new co-principal.

Hopefully someone will also bring up this. She certainly hasn’t returned our phone calls about it.


Superintendent Maria Goodloe-Johnson

The event is being put on by the Rainier Beach Community Empowerment Coalition, a particularly active community group that, once a year, puts on a Rainier Beach Town Hall—an annual colloquium on the state of the far-south-end neighborhood. The last one took place in January.

Miss this:
Seattle feels like an entirely different town than it was even a year or two ago—so many great new acts have taken over the music scene since last February. Which makes it all the more frustrating when this city buries itself in ’90s nostalgia.

Marisa Meltzer wrote an entire book about the riot grrrl scene (which was centered to a large degree in Seattle), and she’s reading from it tonight at the U Bookstore. The book is part history, part personal tribute to the feminist punk movement of the early ’90s, by the author of How Sassy Changed My Life: A Love Letter to the Greatest Teen Magazine of All Time.

There’s also a somewhat-touted (and actually pretty cool-sounding) reunion of Satchel, a band that hasn’t played a show in 13 years and was in the Seattle grunge scene so deep that you probably only know about them because of their inbreeding with other local grunge bands (e.g., Pearl Jam guitarist Stone Gossard’s side project “Brad,” or pre-grunge progenitors “Malfunkshun.”)

Sounds great, in a sort of archeological way.


  • malamute

    “frustrating when this city buries itself in ’90s nostalgia.”

    Bitch all you want, Chris, but none of the limp folky-indie BS churned out over the past decade will create any lasting memory, retain a tenth the neural candlepower of what blossomed from '88 – '95.

    When will you sensitive kids learn that music is about boomswaggerboom? Did the Dubya years traumatize you THAT much? What Would The Clash Do?