PICKATHON: HEARTLESS BASTARDS, THE CAVE SINGERS, TYPHOON, WHITE DENIM, THE BARR BROTHERS, TODD SNIDER, DENVER, LAURA GIBSON, SIERRA LEONE'S REFUGEE ALL STARS & MORE (Pendarvis Farm, 16581 SE Hagen) Read our feature on Pickathon.
SMMR BMMR: KEPI GHOULIE WITH THE MEAN JEANS, PERSONAL AND THE PIZZAS, YOUTHBITCH, THE BUGS, TERRY MALTS, THE MEMORIES & MORE (Plan B, 1305 SE 8th) The annual SMMR BMMR is upon us, and it's time to get bmmd out by punk, garage, and dirty pop from the likes of Personal and the Pizzas, Kepi Ghoulie, the Memories, the Bugs, Terry Malts, and tons more. Wait, two days of crazed rock 'n' roll goodtimes? That doesn't sound like a BMMR to me. Ah, wordplay! NED LANNAMANN
JAY BRANNAN, CHRIS PUREKA (Doug Fir, 830 E Burnside) Unlike the vast majority of American singer/songwriters, Chris Pureka's heart-on-sleeve sentiments need not be backed exclusively by lap-steel whispers and chugga-drum dreams. Pureka proved as much on 2010's How I Learned to See in the Dark, a more experimental take on the swirling alt-country found on critically acclaimed albums Driving North and Dryland. The self-released, Merrill Garbus-produced LP utilized the kind of no-limits recording treats that have made Garbus' Tune-Yards so fun—percussive substitutes include jars full of nails and other random bangs of tinny detritus. Pureka is no stranger to Portland, having toured through on the heels of How I Learned to See... several times; but after two years of marinating, the songwriter is readying a new EP for the fall, and is also opening East Coast dates for Y La Bamba. RYAN J. PRADO
MICKY AND THE MOTORCARS, FLASH FLOOD AND THE DIKES (Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi) Alt-country never caught on the way late-'90s record execs hoped it would, but that doesn't mean it went away. Texas five-piece Micky and the Motorcars carry on in the tradition of Whiskeytown and Uncle Tupelo, who carried on in the tradition of Gram Parsons, who carried on in the... you get the picture. Micky and the Motorcars stick to traditional subject matter—women, boozing, the open road—with a finish that's more glossy than dusty. Portland's Flash Flood and the Dikes dig a little deeper, blending country with more far-out sounds. The only thing glossy about these lads and lassies are their eyes. That is to say: Come out early for the Dikes. MARK LORE