THURSDAY 7/5

RED76 JOURNALS: FACT AND FICTION? STARRING STRATEGY, COLIN MELOY

(Lola's) In which the same group of people read from their journals, show their films and slides, and generally express the recurring themes in their artistic lives. Strategy is a solo, sometimes-improv, mostly-electronic-based act. His most recent record, Counter-Clangs, is thoughtfully melodic, building lo-fi aesthetic upon brainy beats, noise construction, and an adept way of applying emotional personification to what are obviously computer-type instruments. (Oh, just listen to track four.) JULIANNE SHEPHERD

RAINER MARIA, JUNO, THE PROM

(Meow Meow) If you've never seen Rainer Maria, you should. They give you everything you want from a show and don't fuck around. The female lead vocals of Caithlin DeMarrais are daunting and sophisticated, like they're coming from the heart and the gut--and the male back-up vocals create a layered dialogue. Stylistically, they're like forlorn rockers. The guitar is awesome and the drums are cymbal-heavy, which makes the music contemplative and weighty. After a show you'll either want to burst into tears over what a loser you are, or you'll be motivated to do something, anything. You certainly won't come out of the show saying, "yeah, pretty good," or "one timer," or "in a couple years, they'll really be something." Instead, you'll say "Wow, that fucking rocked." KATIE SHIMER

DJ THEINCREDIBLEKID

(Blackbird, 3728 NE Sandy) DJ theincrediblekid, the infamous North Portland house party DJ who's playing the party/art-auction after the Charm Bracelet, once made me a mix tape. Here is what was on it: Stereolab, the Rondelles, Helium, Swirlies, and a bunch of really great semi-obscure Latin stuff. Also, he has assured us that he now has a large collection of '90s Miami Bass! Please request it so we can dance the Florida Booty Bomb. JS


FRIDAY 7/6

DJ QBERT, DJ CRAZE VS. DJ KLEVER, DERK NUKM, MORSE CODE, SINISTA PUSHAMAN, THE ROCKET

(Crystal Ballroom) You've got skills when the DMC, the definitive global DJ competition, asks you not to compete because your presence discourages other DJs from entering. You've made a name for yourself when you can claim to have co-founded the genre-defining DJ crew Invisibl Skratch Piklz, and coined the term "turntablist." You're on top of your game when you're a consultant to the world's preeminent turntable needle and audio mixer companies (Shure and Vestax.) So what do you do once you've so thoroughly conquered the DJ world? If you're DJ Qbert, you invent a new world, call it "innerspace," and conquer it, too. Qbert's 1998 concept album, Wave Twisters, became an animated movie in 2000. It's the story QBert wrote about a civilization that exists inside atoms, neutrons, and electrons who can only communicate through scratching. JOSH HOOTEN

JACKIE-O MOTHERFUCKER CD RELEASE, THE SWORDS PROJECT, A JOHN HENRY MEMORIAL, STAKED PLAIN

(Blackbird) Jackie O-Motherfucker is one of the more triumphant improv acts in Portland. Where jazz is square one for experimentation, the majority of improv groups don't know their shit, just clanging on guitars and ringing a bell or something. JOMF is informed by a good knowledge of jazz (and Jef Brown's exhilarating saxophone), plus a myriad of other references, so it ends up sounding dramatic and ectoplasmic and arty and truly unique, but hardly ever wanky. Apparently, Thurston Moore thought so, too, because this is a release party/benefit show for their new CD on his Ecstatic Peace! label (to add to their already-lengthy discography on Portland's own Road Cone). Go see some of the future's masters. JS

THE STUCKUPS, THE HUNCHES, THE NEARLY DEADS, THE TRIGGERS

(Medicine Hat) Though The Hunches' music is not the most original punk-informed rock out there, their vocalist has all the charm of Ian Svenonius, and the rest of the band can mesmerize with the sheer amount of energy they put into a performance. Their limber guitarist even falls on the floor and you know, humps and stuff. Perfect if you want to forget everything except the immediacy of the performers. JS


SATURDAY 7/7

SEX MOB, KULTUR SHOCK

(Berbati's) Sex Mob, New York's premiere avant-jazz cover band, sometimes gets DJ Logic to mix and scratch to Briggan Krauss' sax, Steven Bernstein's trumpet, Tony Scherr's upright bass, and Scott Amendola's drums (See Wednesday Listing). The whole effect is slightly campy and ridiculous, but has an edge of severely good musicianship. Like on their last album, in which they did a Glen Miller-style cover of Nirvana's "About a Girl," and a poppy, slutty prom version of "Ruby Tuesday." The Knitting Factory releases their records, and you might be inclined to think they've gone daft--but then you realize that they're just letting their hair down, and that's okay, and actually quite good for circulation. JS

MADE FOR TV MOVIE, CORRINA REPP, COLIN MELOY, THE STARVE

(Meow Meow) Once again, this summer's completely amazing Rock and Roll Camp for Girls (where ladies from sixth to twelfth grade get to learn how to play drums, run a mixer, and maybe even cover Joan Jett) wants YOU to come out, get your groove on, and give them a small door fee to help out their cause. Tonight, benefit players include the fantastically energetic Made for TV Movie, the delicate alto Corrina Repp, the sweet and melodic Colin Meloy, and that bomp-stomping, code-names-and-shiny-suits rock band, THE STARVE. Taking their cues from everyone from the Stones to the Make-Up, these troublemaking youths kick your ass in the energy department--the players move around so much onstage, that even if you are dancing a double-time holly-golly, you still feel like a bedridden slug. Not to dis on your skills or anything, but it's just a warning--drink lots of coffee beforehand if you wanna keep up. JS

31 KNOTS, THE PRIDS, THE PLANET THE, STATESIDE

(Blackbird) No one would ever dare to make a bass player joke after seeing 31 Knots perform. Sure the band's bassist wears his instrument at a laughable height, but the blur his fingers make while furiously covering the fret board wipe any kind of smirk off an observer's face, pronto. This is one of those smart bands that scoffs at the three-chord stuff, but whose onstage demeanor reveals an affable, unpretentious trio of extremely talented musicians who could care less about fashion. KATHLEEN WILSON

Q-BURNS ABSTRACT MESSAGE

(Ohm) You know when you just want to rock out to some '70s shit, but you don't feel like hearing Saturday Night Fever one more goddamn time? Well, now's your chance: Q-Burns Abstract Message puts forth those rubber-band '70s beats, remixed to sample but not copy all the classics. It's like if the '70s were to happen all over again today! KD


SUNDAY 7/8

MIA DOI TODD, THE CLOGS

(Green Room) Though The Clogs' new record, Thom's Night Out, unfolds slowly, and some of the classical guitar can sound a little new age if you let your guard down, they've released a pretty blend of New York avant-composition and international, instrumental folk (lighter on the avant). Of course, all string instruments (violin, viola) add infinite beauty to any kind of music, and it's Rachael Elliott's bassoon that makes this quartet a really interesting one, if only because it's an under-used instrument. It will be a sleepy show, but thoughtfully played. JS

CARISSA'S WEIRD, THE PLACES, AVEO, GARMONBOZIA

(Blackbird) If you're like me, you've been putting off attending Portland's new darling of a club because you have so many expectations of grandeur that you can't bear the possibility that it won't be all you've ever hoped for. The solution? Well, you could always just not go, and have it be a deity that you think of when you're listening to yet another punk band somewhere else. Or, you could go when you know the bands are going to be GREAT. Like tonight. If you haven't heard the shit from their new album, Carissa's Wierd has reached a heartbreakingly slow, sweet level of musical honesty, and on stage they will almost certainly break you even more. And Garmonbozia couldn't be more of a contrast: spaced-out jams that actually take you someplace great. The Places are wonderful for indulging every downtrodden and broken-hearted feeling you've ever had, and then there's Aveo: charming, Smiths-like rockers, except updated and not too nostalgic. If you don't love Blackbird tonight, you never will. KATIA DUNN

SPEEDDEALER, BELLVUE

(Satyricon) Bellvue, led by D Generation frontman Jesse Malin, plays ballad-y rock that's almost radio-cliché. But it's pulled-together, and throw in some Pixies-style funky guitars, which should definitely make them worth a couple bucks. KATIE SHIMER


MONDAY 7/9

GIRLFRENDO, COMET GAIN, POUNDSIGN, HONEYBUNCH

(Meow Meow) One general rule about indiepop music is that it's the only genre where the Europeans make it consistently better than the Americans. While our collective pop subconscious is imprinted with the likes of the Beach Boys' weirdly anti-sexual juvenilia, those who dwell in France, Germany, Sweden, and the United Kingdom have exciting, sophisticated national reference points that range from Edith Piaf and Jacques Brel to Orange Juice and Young Marble Giants. Tonight, two of those countries' best groups will be in Portland. Brits-via-Sweden band Girlfrendo stars the playful vocals of zinemaker J. Pepita Frendo. Their music is slightly bizarre, oscillating between slickers-and-galoshes, psychedelic mod, and Lung Leg-esque kind of kiddie anthemics. Comet Gain's last record, Tigertown Pictures, was irresistibly scrappy, with an intellectual lo-fi feel and odes to Jean-Luc Godard, Richard Brautigan, and John Cale. However, their line-up has reportedly gone through some upheaval (including the loss of ex-Huggy Bear bassist Jon Slade) so they could sound entirely different now. The Bay Area's Poundsign, which includes members of Aislers Set, is one of the only American bands that can get away with '80s New Romanticism without sounding forced. This is a bit of an underground superbill. JS

CRADLE OF FILTH, NILE

(Roseland) Okay, so preeminent British black metal band Cradle of Filth isn't for everybody. Signs of this may include that they've been banned from a couple countries and a handful of cities due to their T-shirts and (allegedly) gory stage shows, including my hometown of Milwaukee. Though I'm sure that's just a string of bad luck for the old Filthsters, those of you who have an understanding of the wicked ways of the goth-inspired, orchestrated speed metal realm should continue to thank your lucky stars (or whatever your black metal equivalent to lucky stars would be) that you still have a chance to witness such a sight in our town. Not to mention your American right to buy a band T-shirt that manages to combine necrophilia and pedophilia into one, slick, promotional package. Don't get me wrong though, I wouldn't miss this show for the world. No, I'm serious. JOE FAUSTIN KELLY

LIFESAVAS, STARCHILE, KAMIL REAL, E-BLAZE, UNLISTED, VULTURE PARTY

(Ohm) Local Portland hiphop: not a phrase you hear very often. Some people like to blame the lack of Portland hiphoppers on the fact that Portland is pretty white, but I like to blame it on the fact that it doesn't get supported enough. I mean, if people were crying out from the empty clubs for hiphop, the bookers would find a way, you know? And this isn't to guilt you into going, but just to say, HEY LOCAL HIPHOP DOES EXIST AND IF YOU'RE CURIOUS, A LOT OF PEOPLE WOULD APPRECIATE IT IF YOU WENT. The Lifesavas would certainly appreciate it: two homegrown, church-loving guys who know how to dump the whole of their energy into just one song. Try it. You might like it. KD


TUESDAY 7/10

MICHAEL FRANTI & SPEARHEAD

(Music Millennium NW, 7 pm; Berbati's Pan, 9 pm) See Music pg 15


WEDNESDAY 7/11

SCOTT AMENDOLA BAND, NOE VENABLE TRIO

(St. John's Pub) The singular force behind seeing the truly incredible guitarist Nels Cline, who's playing in the Scott Amendola Band, is enough to cover the cash you'll drop to get into this show. But add the chilling work of violinist Jenny Scheinman, saxophonist Eric Crystal, bassist Todd Sickafoose, and the interminable Scott Amendola on insane, avant-jazz drums, and you'll be amazed that you're in St. John's, instead of some violently sophisticated European city. In addition, Noe Venable's shivering, gravelly soprano and ghostly melodies are like poems and exorcisms. It's like somebody declared it "Official Tzadik/Knitting Factory/JAM Week" in this town! WOO! JS

DJ BOBBY TERRELL

(Beulahland) It seems like, all of a sudden, Portland finally learned to dance! I think it's because of the flowering of soul DJ nights. First, there's Aquaman's Soul Stew, at Goodfoot on Fridays. Then there's DJ Jason Tinkey and Joe Patterson, who are occasionally kicking it at Blackbird. And don't forget DJ Mister B on Wednesdays at Shanghai Tunnel (who, granted, isn't exclusively soul, but spins Terence Trent D'Arby on occasion, and for that, I love him.) Now, DJ Bobby Terrell is playing soul from both the North AND South, plus some R&B shit for the Mods, every other Wednesday at Beulahland. Are we truly experiencing a renaissance of old-school booty-shaking? If so, you know where to sign up. JS

THE DECEMBERISTS, LITTLE WINGS, NATIONAL ANTHEM

(Blackbird) Remember when emo was in its third wave, back in '96 or so? And there were all sorts of internet support groups for girls who dated emo boys--tempted into their arms by their seeming sensitivity--only to discover many of these boys were actually assholes just playing in bands to get chicks? Whew! Thank god that era of emo is dead. In its place, we get boy crooners who are actually truthful, who play music because their hearts tell them to, and who are not just trying to get in your pants when they ask about your day. Enter The Decemberists and Little Wings, two great crooning acts who know there's nothing wrong with complete and utter honesty (not to mention straightforward, catchy-yet-substantive songwriting). The world is better for them. JS


GOING TO SEATTLE?

Thurs 7/5: Kevin Eubanks (Jazz Alley)

Fri 7/6: Fugazi (Archie Browning Centre, Victoria, BC)

Sat 7/7: Air, Sebastien Tellier (EMP)

Sun 7/8: Cradle of Filth (Showbox)

Wed 7/11: White Stripes (Crocodile)

For more info, visit

www.thestranger.com

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