GUIDED BY VOICES, TIMES NEW VIKING
SO COW, SIMPLE, PINK WIDOWER
CORIN TUCKER BAND, THE GOLDEN BEARS
(Aladdin Theater, 3017 SE Milwaukie) Corin Tucker has mellowed some since her days in Sleater-Kinney—her new album 1,000 Years shows off the husky croon that is the flipside of her distinct, love-it-or-hate-it howl. Backed by members of the Golden Bears and Unwound, tonight's release show marks the official return of one of Portland's most important musicians. ALISON HALLETT
Black Cobra, Pigeon John, Evil Survives, and Blood Beach, as well as a link to the complete show listings, after the jump!
FALL INTO DARKNESS: BLACK COBRA, WITCH MOUNTAIN, STONEBURNER, WIZARD RIFLE
(Berbati's Pan, 10 SW 3rd) San Francisco's Black Cobra are oft (incorrectly) lumped in with... well, every other sludge metal band in existence. The lone guitar of Jason Landrian does sound as if it came from a black lagoon—turbid and caked in scuzz—but it also fucking rips and thrashes like it's 1983. The two-piece (!) embraces the things that make metal metal—the reckless anger, riffs that gallop like the four horsemen of the apocalypse, and laser-precision tempo shifts drafted by drummer Rafa Martinez. Like some NWOBHM with your doom? These lads dish it up with a rusty fork. Helping Black Cobra kick off round one of the Fall into Darkness Festival (and the first night's free!) are Witch Mountain, Stoneburner, and Wizard Rifle—if you can survive these four days, you can probably make it through a mild nuclear winter. MARK LORE
PIGEON JOHN, DJ ABILITIES, DARK TIME SUNSHINE, SLEEP, DJ ZONE
(Backspace, 115 NW 5th) Pigeon John once told an interviewer for LAist that his nickname was given to him by Jesus. "I was walking through Inglewood one day, when out of nowhere Jesus rolled up on me in a '77 Cutlass Supreme... four doors, gray," he said. "He hopped out and handed me a dead pigeon. He whispered, 'Please have a good time, you're really bumming me out.' I watched him sink back into the cushioned seats and drive quickly away. And that's when it happened, the pigeon started shaking violently and became awake, picked up and flew away. I don't think I had a choice... it was 'pigeon' or die." Dark Time Sunshine's name is perhaps related to a lyric from their second album, Vessel: "You can find me hiding in the sunshine." Pigeon John and Dark Time Sunshine both make hiphop that's everything gangsta rap isn't: positive and hopeful. No bitches, no hos, no guns, no bumouts. Go to this show and have a good time. KELLY O
SPELLCASTER, EVIL SURVIVES, EXCRUCIATOR, COMPULSIVE SLASHER
(Plan B, 1305 SE 8th) The old guards of heavy metal have been very prevalent recently. Bands like Iron Maiden, Scorpions, Slayer, and Judas Priest have all released albums within the past three years. As good as some of those records have been, they are all missing the spark and fire of youth. There is no gleam of excitement and virility, just the glare of ego and senility. Enter Portland's Spellcaster and the UK's Evil Survives. Both bands are traveling down familiar metallic paths that were forged 30 or more years ago. Each contain wailing vocalists, squealing leads, lightning speeds, and dual-guitar harmony attacks that are all torn from the pages of the heavy metal history books. However, whatever plagiarisms they may be guilty of, they can't be condemned for them. They are only students breathing life back into the wisdom of their elders. They are the young ones that prove the spirit of metal will never die! ARIS WALES
NUCULAR AMINALS, CAT FANCY,
PSYCHIC FELINE, BLOOD BEACH
(East End, 203 SE Grand) Much buzzed-about local foursome Blood Beach have brought something new to the table by combining two elements close to the hearts of many: laidback garage music, and the chilling FX of an '80s B movie, as crackling as the soundtrack to a fuzzy horror VHS you got from a free pile. Beyond this novelty, the band's potential can be heard on "I Cannot Live in Your Pyramid," a track from their self-titled EP—it starts out at a dreadful, creeping haunted-house pace, then disintegrates into werewolf-style howls before climaxing in a flurry of drums, shredding guitar, and schizophrenic effects from Camella Weedon's theremin. One would think they've learned a thing or two from Portland stalwarts Nucular Aminals, who also use atmospheric augmentations to distinguish their indie pop from the masses. MARANDA BISH
Complete show listings can be viewed here.