Now that Barack Obama has been sworn in and the celebrations are over, we can move on to more important things: like tonight's season premiere of LOST. To get all caught up, here's a recap in 8:15, which should have some significance to you LOST fans out there. The best part of the video is definitely the narrator's deadpan voice, so enjoy (and, of course, beware of spoilers if you've never watched the show).
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Get ready for tonight's finale of with this sorta spoof, sorta recap.
The Chicago Symphony Orchestra has just announced its 2008 / 2009 season. Tickets are already on sale, so here are a few Chicagoist recommendations to keep in mind:
We love to read and write, and not just our own posts here on the World Wide Webs. We’ve been working on our first novel for years. It’s a love story involving time-traveling unicorns and so far we have about 850 pages of it written, but we don’t know when we’ll get it published (fingers crossed!). As such, we have a soft spot in our heart for local writers who have been a tad more successful. Luckily we live in a city that gives us a chance to here these talented scribes read!
How can we combine to things we love, bacon and cats in clothes? Oh, with a bacon cat headband? Oh, ok.
All week, Chicagoist will be breaking down the Schubas Tomorrow Never Knows Festival by day to take a look at the sometimes raw, always promising talent that's creating some of most deafening buzz on the independent music horizon.
Have you always wanted to see Bon Jovi in concert but just haven’t been able to make the time in the past, oh, 20 years? Or have you already seen Bon Jovi and loved the experience so much that you want to be able to relive it over and over? Chances are you fall into one of those two camps, and as a result, consider this a PSA to you, lovely Chicagoist readers: THE BON JOVI CONCERT MOVIE COMES OUT NEXT WEEK!
Luis Buñuel once wrote, "A film is like an involuntary imitation of a dream; as in dreams, images appear and disappear through dissolves and shadows, time and space become flexible, shrinking and expanding at will." A film is like a dream ... or a nightmare. Why do we, as viewers, sitting in the dark, voluntarily subject ourselves to disturbing images and sounds? Do the horrors of the real world help to explain the popularity...
Before we had kids, we thought that Babies on a Plane! was a more apt horror movie title. Now that we’re on this side of the aisle, we have a little more perspective and a lot more sympathy for parents trying to get their little ones through a flight. Any parent who has traveled with their child has a bag of tricks to get them through the actual flight: bringing along favorite toys, finally relinquishing...
With a Kevin Shields-inspired, Lost In Translation-worthy intro track, Airiel's debut sets its agenda and keeps true to its promise. This band loves the wall-o-sound shoegaze of the late-'80s and early-'90s, and we love the fact they do that sound justice without resorting to sentimental trickery. Many bands have tried to tread the same path, building up walls of feedback, fuzz, and reverb to simulate the guitar crunching glories of those hazy days. Most fail, forgetting the whole concept of wrapping those raging sounds around an actual melody, and end up delivering a soupy mess that bludgeons when it should hypnotize.
Some fairy godmother at the Siskel must be granting wishes lately. Not only did they bring Helvetica to town and decide to mount an Antonioni series (including the radically awesome, hard-to-see Zabriskie Point) but now we've learned that next week they're launching "Lost Highways & Wild Hearts: The Films of David Lynch." Wild at heart and weird on top; or, as Gordon Cole might exclaim, "This is like some sort of miracle. A ...a phenomenon."...
Once in a great while, Chicagoist has one of those moments of social and moral awareness that we like to call “maturity,” when we take a quick glance outside of ourselves and think about how our lives could be different under less auspicious circumstances. Not to get too existential on your asses this fine Friday morning, but there’s a big world out there, and sometimes it’s not a bad idea to take a peek. Luckily you can do it from the comfort of a neighborhood bar, thanks to the Chicago Council on Global Affairs’ GOAt (Globally Occupied Attention) series.
Okay, so last night after a rousing episode of “Lost” (oooh, it’s getting so good again), we sat down to watch “Thank God You’re Here”. The show originally aired in Australia where it was the most successful new show in 2006. Parts of it were painful to watch and parts of it – well – parts of it weren’t so bad. We thought Chelsea Handler was okay, taking the easy way out sometimes with her...
Chicagoist loves television. Chicagoist loves all television. There are no prejudices here; we watch an episode of "The Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency" with the same reverence as we watch "24." We’re rooting for Rob and Ambah as much as we’re rooting for Chris Sligh. We’re looking forward to "America’s Next Top Model" as much as we’re looking forward to answers on "Lost."
We beg Flannery O’Connor’s forgiveness from the great beyond for that headline, but a few tidbits we stumbled across recently just go to show that, in the weird world of TV, all paths eventually cross. You just can’t make this stuff up: Tonya Cooley of MTV’s “Real World Chicago” has gone soft-core, appearing in the Cinemax opus The Erotic Traveler 02: Lost in Ecstasy. (We would argue that “Real World” is itself soft-core, but what...
With the new Dave Eggers book receiving critical acclaim and with a new documentary, God Grew Tired of Us: The Story of the Lost Boys of Sudan produced by Brad Pitt, those that were relocated to the United States in 2001 from Sudan are giving a voice to a country that has long been ignored. The so-called Lost Boys are a group of 4,000 Sudanese who were sent to the United States in 2001. The...
Last week had us blind with excitement, but this week’s slate – aside from some sure things - has us cautiously optimistic. After emptying out our wallet this weekend, we’re grateful for tonight’s free Mixel Pixel show at Empty Bottle. We’re still on the fence about the band’s album Music For Plants, which swirls industrial dance grooves around shoegazer-y vocals and Nintendo-inspired keyboards. But it’s the kind of music that gives white kids permission to...
Five Second City theaters around the country, including Chicago, will now serve as a comedy testing ground for NBC/Universal TV as part of a two-year deal. NBC writers will be allowed to visit any Second City theater to see performances of scripts they have in development or watch as characters they’ve created get workshopped for the best way to deliver a funny catchphrase that everyone will be sick of in six months. NBC will also...
No one seems to be able to agree on whether it's the ominous specter of global warming or the earth's own ebb and flow of planetary hormones, but either way, some damn thing is up with the polar ice caps. You know, like how they aren't really icy anymore.
For this month's preview, we were going to compare our local theater companies to figures on Capitol Hill, contemplating that special, intimate relationship between more experienced hands and up-and-coming ensembles. But well, scandals happen. Instead, we'll stick to the “neighbors” metaphor. This week: Running Away With the Circus: Redmoon Theater Spectacle ’06: Twilight Orchard The Scene: Over 60 actors frolic and flourish in Columbus Park for an audience largely there for the first time and...
If you’re like Chicagoist, there are few things in this world you love more than beer and bacon. Fixture (2706 N. Ashland) just announced its Bacon and Beer prix-fixe dinner. Starting Friday, you can sample three courses of exotic pork products paired with three different brews for $45.
Folks, it’s going to be hot out there this weekend. If you’re out and about, drink water. Take breaks. Wear loose-fitting natural fabrics for God’s sake. You do not want to end up having to check yourself into the hospital, what with some people going out of their way to give “heat exhaustion” a bad name. Much of Chicagoist will be braving the elements out at Union Park this weekend, but the siren call of...
Now and then there is something that we realize is not “a laughing matter.” One of them, for example, could be underage prostitutes. It’s not funny that a Chicago-area man was arrested in Ohio for trafficking prostitutes—ranging from legal to not legal—in Hollywood, Honolulu and other big cities.
If you’re like Chicagoist, every now and then, you get the feeling that you’re a little too stuck in your routine. We live in this great big city, and yet more often than not, our existence is limited to our own little corner of it and the places we pass through in our daily commute.
Anton Chekhov famously advised aspiring playwrights: If there is a gun hanging on the wall in the first act, it must fire in the last. Craig Wright turns that rule on its head in Grace, his powerful meditation on faith, reason and time now playing at the Northlight Theater. Here, the gun fires during an opening scene staged in reverse. The rest of the show pieces together how protagonists Steve and Sara, a devout Christian couple undone by a sham business deal compromising their faith, and their neighbor Sam, a scientist who doubts God in the wake of tremendous loss, arrive at that violent moment.
People were probably scratching their heads Friday morning at the Illinois lottery's latest winner and his nonchalant response to his new fortune. Paul Douglas of Chicago bought the $20 million winning ticket at the Streeterville White Hen Pantry at Ohio and McClurg.
Chicagoist knows there are some adventurous types who expect they’ll get their $10 worth of entertainment by just showing up at the local multiplex, placing their faith in the Hollywood studio system and picking a movie at random. Not us. We like to research our picks ahead of time, often by looking at plot synopses online. Yet it’s still a case of caveat emptor with similarly titled films.
A little word association. When we hear "knitting" we think "ball of knots." Hot glue gun? Burned fingers. Handsaw? Lost limbs. Chicagoist is not a crafter. But luckily, many people in Chicago are.

Steve Dahl Reminisces About Destroying Records

