Mark Thomas Deming
Mark Thomas Deming is a writer and frequent contributor to City Arts living in Tacoma. The best six bucks he ever spent was ten years ago at Value Village for a plaid cowboy shirt that now has elbow holes from leaning on his desk. You can also see his work in Tacoma’s alt weekly, the Volcano. He is working on a novel and gets his hair done at Supernova Tattoo…also in Tacoma.
Leading a pack of scrappy clandestine clubs, the huggable men running Tacoma’s Warehouse promise a bright future for their city’s music fans. Photography by Andrew Waits for City Arts The rebel image of underground music promoter does not fit...
In a scruffy warehouse, a scrappy team of clandestine visionaries are rewriting the future of the local music scene.
133 1/3: Forever Young
Last month the Tacoma music community said farewell to a fallen friend along with a piece of its innocence. I lost three of my closest friends in the span of three years, none of them over thirty — the first in an avalanche, the second in a plane...
133 1/3: Hip Hop Is Dead. Long Live Hip Hop!
How Tacoma’s Revengers (and countless others) will save rap. I’m looking at the cover of Scraps on the Badlands, the powerful debut disc released last month by the Tacoma hip hop group Revengers. There is little color in the art created by Seth...
Never Again Land
A Hungarian sculptor gave them life. Tacoma’s favorite theme park gave them purpose. Then the city took them away. The orphaned sculptures in Hewitt's underground bunker in downtown Tacoma; photography by Aaron Locke. Granted, he was a...
Keeping in touch with old friends and the best fried fish in Tacoma Antonio Edwards Jr. greets a familiar face at Fish House Café; photos by Mark Thomas Deming. Antonio Edwards Jr. is late. Or is he? Hard to say. Waiting in the Fish House...
State of the Art
Magnificent Obsession Our reporter infiltrates the shadowy world of the Tacoma Film Club, a fight club of the mind Recently, on a warm Wednesday night, a group of cinephiles met in a vacant storefront in downtown Tacoma’s Theater District....
Make Way for the Infidels
The odyssey of Goldfinch: performers, in-laws, rule breakers. Recently I met Aaron Stevens and Grace Sullivan of the Tacoma band Goldfinch for lunch. At their insistence, we didn’t eat at a restaurant. Instead, we grabbed takeout soup and walked...
A visit to an eighty-year-old hardware store where you will never suffer Home Depot meltdown. Photo by Mark Thomas Deming Say you need a screw. A metric screw. A 4mm x 12mm hex head with .70 threads, to be exact — just one. No way you’re going...
Street of Vinyl Dreams
A tour of Tacoma's record store row where downloading music is for wimps. Photography by Morgain Bailey for City Arts Buying local isn’t always easy. Grabbing a burger at the Little Holland is a major undertaking compared to swinging by...
Don’t Even Try the Masterpiece Routine
The purist ethic of the Helm Gallery dictated: if you say it’s art, it’s art. Downtown Tacoma’s 700 block is a ghost town. The asphalt is gone. The sidewalks are gone. The shoppers and workers are gone. Graders and dozers, backhoes and...