A chance encounter with a distant relative’s belongings has led J.D. Guinn on a journey that may reach back to the dawn of two separate civilizations Luke Baumgarten

What happens when you just wanna dance, and can’t? Or when you just wanna listen, and can’t? Michael Bowen

Whitworth’s vying for a national championship on the back of a kid who was cut from his high school team Howie Stalwick

Imagine The Odyssey squeezed through an M.C. Escher grinder — the resulting sausage doesn’t look heroic. Michael Bowen

In laughing and crying, in camaraderie and tragedy, the Civic’s six-woman ensemble mostly succeeds in Steel Magnolias Michael Bowen

SFCC and The Inlander’s theater critic have the audacity to edit the Bard Daniel Walters

ChatRoulette is hilarious, disturbing, entertaining and odd. Kinda like real life. Leah Sottile

They’ve been battered by budget cuts, but staff at the MAC remain resolute Daniel Walters

This is the worst Interplayers show we’ve seen in nearly 20 years Michael Bowen

Spokane is about to get a little more Boo Radley-obsessed than it already is Leah Sottile

Eight-track tapes, the telegraph, disco and — soon, perhaps — cursive writing Daniel Walters

Moscow's Moose Lodge holds a hell of a drag show, if you overlook the gay hairstylist and the purse-lipped senior citizens Richard H. Miller

Hedonistic, unrepentant, childlike: Ruben Villarreal is his own kind of Renaissance Man Leah Sottile

On the eve of his biggest performance ever, Dan Cummins has learned nothing so much as this: It’s complicated and frustrating being funny. Luke Baumgarten

Jess Walter's new book, The Financial Lives of Poets, was released yesterday. He'll read from it tonight at Auntie's, with an after-party at Zola. Luke Baumgarten