To all the Portlanders who insist on getting on the guestlist at a five dollar show, only to turn right around and spend fifty bucks on shitty beer and tater tots, you're the reason that quality entertainment is becoming harder and harder to find. This is the only city where people who don't fall into the "drunk skank who wants backstage" category feel entitled to free admission, simply because they know a guy who once worked with the dude who's girlfriend is bartending tonight. No one cares about your shitty blog, podcast or whatever other excuse you're using to feel special at the cost of the artists you pretend to care about. If you want to be seen, start your own fucking band and get on stage, instead of hanging around in a Dead Moon shirt talking to the sound guy and taking selfies. It's hard to describe the feeling of taking a loss so the owner of the donut cart can take up space, but being onstage in a Portland venue is about as close as you can get to experiencing it. There's a reason major acts opt for Tacoma or Salem instead.