THURSDAY 7/17

EXTREME ELVIS, ROGER NUSIC
(Blackbird, 3728 NE Sandy) See Destination Fun pg 17



PETER, PAUL, & MARY
(The Monkey & The Rat, 131 NW 2nd, 6:30 pm) Given the horrifying parallels between the current administration's war mongering and the Nixon/Vietnam era, which inspired political folk music, once again the plaintive, but hopeful music of Peter, Paul & Mary seems unduly relevant. Although I'm not a sucker for complicated political sentiments expressed in catchy musical riffs (for the record, I have never sung along with John Lennon's "Give Peace A Chance"), when my dad dragged me to a private performance of Peter, Paul, and Mary two years ago, I was actually moved. The event was a conference for a bunch of allergists. The sight (and poorly tuned) sound of 980 well-dressed, middle-aged allergists singing "Blowin' in the Wind" nearly brought me to tears. Peter's son owns the eclectic import shop The Monkey and the Rat. Today his dad and two aging cohorts will perform a few songs for free. PHIL BUSSE



KRISTEN HERSH, JAYCOB VAN AUKEN
(Aladdin, 3017 SE Milwaukie) There are two types of people: those who, when confronted with a crazy (or retarded) person, are open to interacting with them, hoping that their off kilter perspective are worthwhile, maybe even refreshing or poetic. The other people are boring. Kristen Hersh is one such worthwhile crazy person, choosing to exorcise her bipolar disorder onstage. Her hoarsely sung tunes are not always as dark as they seem, but the diminutive chanteuse always seems shrouded in cryptic symbolism. The whole melancholy acoustic songwriter fetish is something many of us like to keep in the closet, but it's always more intense when it's delivered live. MS



LONGWAVE, STELLASTARR*, THE JOGGERS
(Dantes, 1 SW 3rd) It's amazing that Longwave can even play their instruments since they usually are too busy getting sucked off by the overzealous British press. The band's press clippings are fueled by NME's extremely generous use of the word "hype" when describing this NYC shoegazing band. Stellastar* is much of the same: NYC hipsters, mediocre music, big fat record deal, blah freaking blah. Ironically it's openers, and local kids, The Joggers, who are the only band on tonight's lineup with a solid shot of still being known, or relevant, 10 years from now. Overlapping harmonies, adorable live show and an endless supply of smart pop hooks make them a great reason to show up early and then skip out before the hype parade marches itself down your throat. CM



GRANDMA JR., DJ STAY IN SCHOOL, YARD
(Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison) A night of dub, hiphop, electro, acid, house techno, 2step, and breaks that should give you an excuse to spank someone's ass. Go on, look how juicy it is. Give it a little spank. KS



FRIDAY 7/18

SMEGMA, AMPS FOR CHRIST, STEVE MACKAY
(Blackbird, 3728 NE Sandy) See Music pg 21



ARE WEAPONS, 31KNOTS, SPALDING ROCKWELL
(Dante's) See Music pg 21



THE MINDERS, BLUES GOBLINS
(Fresh Pot, 4001 N Mississippi, 9 pm) Sam Coomes' little side project, Blues Goblins (Why is it plural when there is only one person?), is nothing if not unique; I mean, how many brilliant, influential rock artists can YOU think of who have stepped away from the same old modern stuff to faithfully recreate old blues songs, and without a speck of irony? I can't think of any either, and there's a reason for that: the blues are BOOORRINNGGG. But oh well, I guess some people like 'em (though offhand I can't think of any). The Minders are a legendary Elephant 6 indie pop band, and the Fresh Pot is the best coffee shop in Portland, so what can you do? You'll go, you'll drink some stellar brew, and in the end, no matter what Coomes' Blues try to tell you, life won't seem so sad after all. JWS



CLEM SNIDE, THE LONG WINTERS, WESTERN CONFERENCE
(Berbati's) With the release of their latest stellar offering, When I Pretend to Fall, local boys the Long Winters continue making a great impression both in and outside their home town of Seattle. Success is definitely theirs for the taking now, as the new album brings orchestrated pop to a new level, the vocal harmonies soaring over bouncy, uplifting instrumentation and frontman John Roderick's clear, confident singing style. I can't think of a local pop band whose songs get stuck in my head more often than these guys, as the Long Winters really take their songwriting to gorgeous places, no matter how somber some of the lyrics may get. JENNIFER MAERZ



SAFETY SCISSORS, SUTEKH, STRATEGY
(Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison) Dork out with your Quark out tonight with the nerdy dance music of Safety Scissors. Pleasantly, he disassociates himself from the arch pretension that seems to overwhelm rooms in which minimalist techno music is playing. No, not good old Scissors, who's an unabashed doofus, sometimes even hokey in his electronic adventures. With him is Sutekh, a San Francisco artist who loves electronics and all the many funky sounds they can make. So much so that he experiments with pretty much everything within the genre, from house to don't-wake-baby noise. MS



OZMA, PIEBALD, MAE, THE FORMAT
(Nocturnal, 1800 E Burnside) Ozma is the kind of music my 15-year-old sister would go apeshit for, and she's a HUGE fan of the All-American Rejects. The lead singer is imbued with a dump truck full of false emotion like every pop band you hear on KNRK, and Ozma shamelessly robs Weezer, making pop songs that are--thanks to their mentors--quite listenable, peppy, and fun. They also throw some video game noises in the mix and ripping guitar solos, that--truth be told--could lure me over to Nocturnal. Even though the music isn't original, at least it'll make you forget about the dishes, and wiggle your toes around a bit. KS



LIFESAVAS CD RELEASE, GIFT OF GAB & CHIEF XCEL, LATYRX, LIBRETTTO, D-SHARP
(Roseland, NW 6th & Burnside) See CD Review pg 21 & My What a Busy Week pg 19



SATURDAY 7/19

BLACK KEYS, BLUES GOBLINS
(Lola's) See My What a Busy Week pg 19 & Friday Up & Coming listing



SQUALL, BARRY ANDREWS
(Blackbird, 3728 NE Sandy) The local collective Squall evades musical definition like George Bush evades tricky questions on world events. The group is populated by guitarists, DJs, keyboard players, samplers, MCs, percussionists, and local music hero Dave Allen on bass. The result is an amalgamation of rock, jazz, funk, and hiphop styles. Allen started the project after being invited to perform at an annual Reed College arts festival. He threw together an assemblage of heterogeneous local talent, and the project has been ongoing ever since. Like a picky kid who grows to appreciate diverse combinations and flavors of food, why don't we all grow up and see Squall? STEVE LANNING



IN FLAMES, SOILWORK, CHIMAIRA, UNEARTH
(Roseland) On their batch of remixes and oddities, Trigger, the best track from Swedish metalheads In Flames is a cover of Genesis' "Land of Confusion," a song they butcher just as bloodily as they would Phil Collins if he dared to encroach. "Butcher" isn't meant as a derogatory description; it's just a fitting verb for when an aggressive death metal act like this takes on pop culture and an agenda. (With In Flames the goal is to sound as brutal, yet melodic, as possible while reaching out to more and more of a mainstream audience). On records like the aforementioned Trigger and Reroute to Remain, the band bears the cross of nu metal a little too oppressively, though--electronics prop up sub-par songs that sound embarrassingly triumphant and cheesily overproduced. JENNIFER MAERZ



The Raveonettes, The Warlocks, The out crowd
(Dante's) When Whip It On came out stateside last year, it was easy to get over Danish duo the Raveonettes soon after hearing them, as their narcotic, sleeper-pop style crumbled into one mundane, droning record upon multiple listens (all the songs were recorded in the same key and no more than three chords were allowed in any one song). With Chain Gang of Love, the act has made up for that first outing, making a record that lingers in a warm, gentle space between the Velvet Underground, the Jesus and Mary Chain, and Yo La Tengo, coming at you from behind a soft wall of sound that pads the sexy, ebullient songs with just enough of an edge to keep them sharp. The tones and tempos are much more varied now, the vocals are a sweet, subtle melding of male/female harmonies, and there are small flourishes of psychedelic effects floating around them like tiny bubbles. Finally it's easy to see where the hype this band has created came from--it just took a second album for them to live up to it. JENNIFER MAERZ



FLASPAR, BRONWYN, PANTHER, THE HARPS
(Holocene) Leave the dancing shoes at home, buckaroo; tonight you're just gonna chill. Well, you'll laugh and carouse a teeny bit to the incoherent, hilarious dance rants of Panther, but things will quickly slow down from there. Bronwyn'll lay down some gentle, pretty lady-vocalized folk rock, and Flaspar (Is that a cool name or not? I'm still not sure.) will dole out the kind of effects-laden, dreamy electronica you'd fall asleep to if not for that drink to keep you occupied. So just relax. Don't worry about getting "funky" tonight. You deserve a break. JWS



SUNDAY 7/20

CHRISTOPHER O'REILLY DOES RADIOHEAD
(World Forestry Center, 4 pm) Perhaps one of the best movies every made was Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. And perhaps one of the most memorable scenes from the film is where all of the historical figures take a trip to the local mall. I remember Beethoven on keyboards, and I ask myself what would the classical composers make of modern music and musical instrumentation? Christopher O'Reily just might know. O'Reily is an accomplished classical pianist and the host of the Public Radio International program "From the Top." O'Reily's most recent, and most interesting project, is an album of Radiohead songs transcribed for solo piano. He will be performing at PSU's annual Piano Festival NW. At the performance, he will also be giving a lecture on interpretation and transcription. SL See Also, My What a Busy Week pg 19



HANZEL UND GRETYL, HATE DEPT, VOODOU, DISMANTLED, RAILER
(Paris, 6 SW 3rd) Artists Voodou, and Hanzel Und Gretyl both spice up Portland's floundering industrial scene for the evening. Voodou mixes '80s goth rock with industrial, and are fronted by female Michelle Walters. For live shows they've added guitar, drums, and bass to their keyboards, synths, and samples to give them a fuller, darker sound live. New York's Hanzel Und Gretyl combines forceful vocals, often sang in German, and driving industrial which will undoubtedly cause your adrenaline to spike. KS



MONDAY 7/21

BLACK REBEL MOTORCYCLE CLUB
(Berbati's) See Music pg 21



NICE NICE, METAL CITY, CELESTEVILLE
(Blackbird) It's Monday, the most horrible day of the week, so give yourself a treat. Enjoy the live/electro experience of the drum, guitar, effects pedal marriage of Nice Nice. They simultaneously calm your nerves and get you dancing with their progressive beats, and since they're from Portland, it's always nice to show them the love. KS



TUESDAY 7/22

FOUNTAINS OF WAYNE, BEN LEE
(Dante's, 1 SW 3rd) Fountains of Wayne may have had bouncy, Posies-esque radio hits like "Denise," "Sink to the Bottom," and "Radiation Vibe," but they ain't got nothin' on the fountains of Portland. Especially that fountain down by Rose Garden and Cucina Cucina. Y'know the one that spurts up all random-style like a geyser and feels damn good to run through in mid-July? FOW are currently touring behind Welcome Interstate Managers. FOP are just doin' they thang, 'cuz that's what they do. PS: Ben Lee, who's been known to canoodle with Claire Danes, opens this show. ADAM GNADE



LIZ PHAIR, patrick park
(Crystal, 1332 W Burnside) Ha ha! All the major label cash, semi-nude cover pictures, Matrix songwriting (they write songs for little Sk8ter Grrrrrl Avril Lavigne) and ditties about Hot White Cum, and in the end, no one cares. I would have pity for Liz Phair had she not killed off her old self in favor of becoming the new Courtney Love. It's also amazing that with all the nods to neo-feminism, blatant sex appeal, and financial backing, she can't get people to pay attention to her music. The only element missing from Phair's most recent self-titled album is decent songs. Who knew that still mattered? CM



JOHNNY X & THE GROADIES, JAPANTHER, STABCITY SLITWRISTS, METAL CITY
(Million, 120 N Russell) Brooklyn's Japanther are a bass and drums basement punk duo that love to play in people's bathrooms. Stabcity Slitwrists play dirgey metal with manic hardcore screaming that will undoutedly appeal to fans of Johnny X, creators of the world's shortest hardcore songs. I like it best when Johnny X brings their strobe light. KS



YEAR OF THE RABBIT, CARDIA, THE DIVORCE
(Berbati's) Year of the Rabbit frontman Ken Andrews possesses a strange vocal blend of David Bowie low smooth, and generic Top 40 Blink 182-esque whiney grate. He'll go from deep and resonant to high and nasal in the span of a single lyrical line. But at least it's interesting, and actually kind of cool, especially with his band's glammy, anthemic grooves bringing up the caboose. JWS



µ-ZIQ, H.I.M
(Holocene) See Music pg 21



WEDNESDAY 7/23

BOB DYLAN
(Les Schwab Ampitheater, Bend) Remember, every time the Dills plays, he gets one step closer to his last show. And because I don't want to hear all you Bobcats crying a river that you didn't see his last Oregon show, I think you should shell out the $37.50 (224-440 for tics) and drive to Bend. Who cares if you can't understand a goddamn word the guy says? He's your hero, and that is reason enough. KS



JAY FARRAR, TIM EASTON
(Aladdin) A mystifying thing, the difference in economic class and popularity between Uncle Tupelo founders Farrar and Jeff Tweedy. Since UT ended, Tweedy has become mega-rich via the Wilco path, while Farrar has just kind of gotten by with Son Volt and other side projects. I mean, the guy has his following--he's not starving or anything--I'm just saying it's weird is all, because Farrar rivals Tweedy in terms of songwriting ability, AND (I'm going to get sautéed alive for this one, but what can you do?) his rich, deep vocals are far more powerful. But so it goes with those fickle fans. Point is, Farrar rules the world of countrified fuzzy sad guy rock, and Tim Easton's not too shabby himself. He's one of those singer/songwriters that other, more famous singer/songwriters love to work with, and yet for some reason he's never become famous himself. JWS



BUNKY, CASTANETS, LIZ JANES
(Blackbird) Without their secret weapon, San Diego's Bunky might just be another sunny, funtastic pop band. But they got something else, something lurking 'neeth the sheets like a better-dressed, less-murder-happy Phil Spector. Yep, that's right: Rafter Roberts, who's produced everybody from Soul-Junk to GoGoGo Airheart. The man brings his noize knowledge to the mix and mixes and mixes till it's so smooth and tasty it kicks butter, margarine, Shed's Spread, AND I Can't Believe It's Not Butter right in the ass. And he won't kill you! Bonus! AG



NINA NASTASIA, CARISSA'S WEIRD, DOLOREAN
(Berbati's) There's no two ways about it, this is sad music, not pouty emo or cry-in-your-beer country. Carissa's Weird aim much higher (or lower) than all that. This is the darkened drunk whispered soundtrack to your inevitable suicide. Whether it be by pills or at the end of a dangling rope, there has never been a more beautiful way to go out than to the band's latest Songs About Leaving. Also, if tonight you decided to make the poor decision to talk loudly over the band's quiet set, I will personally track you down and administer the kick-fucking of a lifetime. CM



THIS BIKE IS A PIPE BOMB, BLINKIN' FREDDY AND THE LOWBAGGERS, DUCK DUCK GRAY DUCK, THE STRANGERS
(Liberty Hall, 311 N Ivy) On the perfect world highway the SUV's of faux-punkers, Blink-182, will blow a Firestone tire or two and roll over onto the Hummers driven by Good Charlotte, causing some sort of mangled wreck that will not only rid the environment of a couple mammoth autos, but also help the musical environment at the same time. Until that happens, let's all pop-a-wheelie in bicycle unity for the organic country punks of This Bike is a Pipe Bomb. Runners up to the crown of coolest Bike Punk band, second only to our PDX darlings The Haggard, TBIAPB are not afraid to rely on both violin and harmonica to produce a toe-tapping, PBR-swilling good time that is impossible not to like. CM