http://www.inlander.com/spokane/articles.sec-81-1-local-music-10.html For the second year in a row, we’re hosting a show to celebrate our annual Local Music Issue. But this year, it’s more than just a show: we’re calling it an extravaganza. Doesn’]]> On a recent Monday night, the Cretin Hop belonged to FAUS. In, like, an Oklahoma land-grab sense. The band laid claim to the entire stage and about half of the floor area. Then they defended it like frontiersmen — though attacks on their territory were few.]]> "Not knowing what you’re going to say and what’s going to come out of your brain… it’s such a rush. You never feel more alive.” Jaeda Glasgow, the woman who]]> He´s jittery, maybe a little drunk. Before he takes the stage with Team Growl at Sunset Junction, he giggles, handing out pink bubblegum “It’s a Girl!” cigars to the audie]]> Standing over the crowd, arms spread wide, cymbals poised for crashing, Drake Wilcox chants, “I hear the storm comin’/ I hear the guns, baby!” into the mic again and again and a]]> Somewhere in the world, at some point in history, an artist had a vision of Jesus. And that vision looked like Jon Swanstrom. In a path that reads like a low-budget Thomas Crown Affair (it inc]]> To do this, we assembled a committee of some of the most invested individuals in Spokane’s music scene. People who live for shows at Sunset Junction and Empyrean, who are planning, booking, promoting and rocking local musicians on their headphones.]]> If you transcribe mint gum, CK One and Starbucks furniture into music, this is the end result. ItÂ’s not just HiteÂ’s crisp vocals and catchy, clean guitar — but sweet and blunt instrumentation, subtle and well-thought-out transitions and generous wash of radio-pop love from San Francisco music producer Joe Varela.]]>