The Weekend List: The arts and culture guide to Seattle's good life

Political scandal theater, viaduct-inspired art, Beats Antique, your last chance (for now) for some banging pop-up tacos and more.

* means events that are $15 or less

Tails of Wasps

You could spend an evening watching Scandal and placing bets that one of the First Kids is the result of Millie and Andrew (!) Or, you could indulge in some thee-uh-ta and watch how a politician’s life unravels, strip by icky strip.

Local playwright Stephanie Timm says she was inspired — appalled? — by Elliot Spitzer and his prostitution scandal. It was 2008 and Timm read an article arguing that men have a biological need for sexual variety. “The premise of it made me mad,” she recalls. So, in order to inhabit that point of view, she whipped out a play. And then, after receiving some scathing feedback from a professor, it got buried away.

Fast forward a couple of years. Anthony Weiner’s privates are making headlines; then, both Spitzer and Weiner are trying to make political comebacks. Timm’s husband (actor Paul Morgan Stetler) urges his wife to revisit her play. The work spans 15 years in the life of a politician (played by Stetler), as told by 4 different women. It’s set in a hotel room. “We’ve seen the public side of sex scandals and this explores the private side of what goes on,” Timm says. It’s a world premiere by New Century Theatre Company, directed by Darragh Kennan.

If you go: Tails of Wasps, ACT Theatre, Through April 27. ($15-$30). — F.D.

The Edge of Our Bodies

A teenage girl named Bernadette sucks us into the drama of going to meet her boyfriend and telling him she’s pregnant. She reads from her journal. She introduces us to some lonely men. She convulses and transforms herself into an actress performing snippets from Jean Genet’s The Maids. Written by Adam Rapp, who likes stories set in small spaces (His Red Light Winter was set in a cabin last year at ACT). The treat here is how Samie Spring Detzer as Bernadette manipulates a sliver of a stage in this teensy venue, one of my favorites.

If you go: The Edge of Our Bodies, Washington Ensemble Theater, Through April 14. ($15-$20). — F.D.

* Iskra Johnson’s Excavations

There are those who regard the Alaskan Way viaduct as one ugly behemoth. I do not. Its upper-level vistas are unrivaled and I have spent many a moment, car windows down, wind in the hair, daydreaming while driving into downtown. Iskra Johnson has had her own long love affair with the viaduct; she’s been photographing the structure for 25 years.

“This is a place filled with industrial strength beauty: loud, dirty, sometimes hazardous, but always provoking,” she writes in her blog. Johnson has combined photography with print making for a series of images that only someone deeply connected to the viaduct could produce. She marvels at the sunlight hitting the graffiti painted on this concrete beast. 

At right: Iskra Johnson's "The Pale Cranes: Duo" Archival pigment print, 16 x 24 inches.

If you go: Iskra Johnson’s Excavations, Zeitgeist, Through April 30th, (FREE). — F.D.

The Polish Ambassador

EDM, for all its popularity, is still harried by some negative stereotypes. Perhaps because of its association with young people and drug culture, it’s often thought of as an unsubtle, even brainless genre. But The Polish Ambassador (don’t ask me to explain the name) refutes some of these stereotypes. Yes, this producer’s shows are loud and energetic, but he could never be called unsubtle. His music has a strong funk influence (like his better-known contemporary Pretty Lights) that imbues his dance sets with an imperturbable groove. You dance to The Polish Ambassador like you would to James Brown, not Skrillex.


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