(Pendarvis Farm, 16581 SE Hagen, Happy Valley) If you've pinched your pennies and finally ventured out to Pickathon in years past, you know just how awesome this music fest is. It's worth every hard-earned ducat to visit the lovely Pendarvis Farm, camp in the woods, eat amazing food, and listen to spectacular music under the stars. This is the stuff of winter dreams. COURTNEY FERGUSON Read our article on Pickathon and check out this year's picks.

(Doug Fir, 830 E Burnside) It's impossible, especially in this city, to overrate Elliott Smith's career. Within the span of six short years, Smith released five nearly flawless records (excluding the subsequent bounty of posthumous releases, obviously), an incredible feat by today's—or any other era's—standards. While not technically a native Oregonian, Smith was very much an honorary Portlander: His lyrics constantly allude to familiar PDX locales, and it's in this town's scene a young Smith cut his teeth playing, originally with his almost-post-hardcore band Heatmiser and later as a solo artist. Moreover, Smith's music just sounds like Portland: wholly overcast and desolate, but speckled with an inexplicable, otherworldly beauty. It's easy to get wrapped up in the drama of Smith's tragic, untimely death (which occurred 10 years ago this October), but it shouldn't distract from the gorgeous art he produced while he was alive. Tonight, in honor of Smith's would-be 44th birthday, David Garza, Jason Lytle of Grandaddy, members of Smith's band, and many more pay tribute to that Elliott Smith—one of the greatest songwriters to have ever lived, period. MT Also see My, What a Busy Week!

(Rontoms, 600 E Burnside) Portland's own Blue Cranes play a percussive, timeless brand of jazz best listened to alone at 2 am on a summer night in a big city apartment, and maybe with some tobacco smoke circling around your head. It's improvisational, but purposeful—full of fine sax work. And it's incredibly moody. DENIS C. THERIAULT

(The Know, 2026 NE Alberta) Leave just a little more in the tank after two days of rocking out at the SMMR BMMR, because this encore show at the Know is guaranteed to keep the party going. You already know the Memories will do everything in their power to slosh that festival's weekend energy over into this Sunday night show. Meanwhile, the pair of K Records bands that open the show, Western Hymn and Hornet Leg, make an early arrival mandatory. Heading into the final stretch, you'll want to be double-fisting tall cans when California's G. Green takes the stage. The band thrashes through loud and raw noise pop full of shouted vocals and pretty oohs and aahs. Their music is both gloriously melodic and carelessly lo-fi and shambolic. It's certain to have you moving, and will be stuck in your head by the time Monday morning rolls around. CHIPP TERWILLIGER