THURSDAY 4/15

THE STROKES, THE RAVEONETTES
(Roseland, NW 6th & Burnside) I'm sure everyone here has strong feelings about the Strokes, and most people who are even vaguely interested will have either already purchased tickets to this show or boycotted it. I'm just writing this as a kind of public testimonial to say that recently, I made a choice to stop pretending I hate three bands: Led Zeppelin, Van Halen, and the Strokes, and as a result, my life has improved dramatically. I'm not saying that the Strokes deserve to be lumped in with the first two legend bands. All I'm saying is that despite the fact that they are incredibly famous, cool-looking, fashiony rock stars, the Strokes are also an amazing band. Great songs, great playing, and yes, great look. So, there you have it. I'm not saying you should like them. I'm just saying that it's possible to admit it and still feel good. SEAN NELSON



LOCH LOMOND, THEBROTHEREGG, CUTE DON'T CUT IT
(IC Mummy, 332 NE San Rafael) Loch Lomond, as ever, is the brainchild of Ritchie Young, and Rob Oberdorfer from the Standard. But what about these Brotheregg dudes? They somehow manage to combine sugary pop tunes with creepy, droning soundscapes. The result sounds like a three-way marriage between They Might Be Giants, Morphine, and some Gregorian Monks. This is, you must admit, unique. JUSTIN WESCOAT SANDERS



PDX FILM FEST OPENING PARTY: INVISIBILE, DJ WHOAHDUDE VS. DJ JD
(Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison) See MWBW pg 9, Film pg 31



31KNOTS, THE QUAILS, THE PLANET THE, DJS AMPHETAMINE BLUE, BACKSTREET BRAT, BLACKOUT
(Grand Central Bowl, 808 SE Morrison) Singer Charlie Salas-Humaras once told the Mercury, "We're just going to be the most uncomfortable band to watch, ever." The Planet The has yet to meet this goal--seen Cat Power lately?--but it has accomplished something equally impressive by becoming the most danceable prog-rock group in history. Mixing staggered-signature virtuosity with beefy, bouncy basslines, TPT ensures that concert-goers won't just stand there in the time-honored tradition of mountains that come out of the sky. ANDREW MILLER



GRANDADDY, SAVES THE DAY, THE FIRE THEFT, HEY MERCEDES
(Crystal, 1332 W Burnside) A friend of mine who saw the last Grandaddy show said his favorite thing about it was that all of the Grandaddy members were sporting different styles. One was hipster trucker hat guy, another was hippie guy, another was big-boned-and-I-don't-give-a-crap guy, etc. I suppose this dichotomy being his favorite part of the show doesn't say much for their performance, but they were allegedly extremely tired. This time, let's hope for some spark and zeal, even from music as subdued and sweeping as a morphine-induced dream sequence. KATIE SHIMER



LOW FLYING OWLS, BURNING IN WATER, DRATS!!!, WELSH RABBIT
(Ash Street, 225 SW Ash) Low Flying Owls are the latest handful of shaggy boys causing a stir, with comparisons to artists like Pink Floyd and the Beatles. It's really hot right now to reenact the stoned shuffle of a vintage rocker, but what perhaps sets the Owls apart is the range of classic rock artists that you can hear coming through in their songs. That puts them in the odd position of being derivative, yet indescribable by way of comparison alone. They may sound familiar, but it's hard to say succinctly who else they sound like, except perhaps (gasp!) themselves? MARJORIE SKINNER



THE DELTAS, COLOR INBETWEEN
(Meow Meow, 320 SE 2nd) Ludacris once bragged I pack more nuts than Delta airlines, thus upgrading airline snacks from default stand-up-comedy topic to first-class rap-boast fodder. The Deltas are a ballsy bunch, as well, borrowing liberally from '60s and '70s garage-rock outfits during their turbulent sets. But with its contagious enthusiasm and seemingly infinite energy supply, this Portland-based group can soar even without an innovative approach. AM



FRIDAY 4/16

NAPALM BEACH, VALIS, DITCHLIQUOR
(Dante's, 1 SW 3rd) Now there is some old-timer, back-in-the-day shit going on here tonight on this bill, including Napalm Beach and Valis. Napalm Beach, a Portland band that has been together since god knows when (somewhere around 1980) released their first record, Liquid Love, on the Flying Hearts label in 1988. Some say that in those extremely early '80s, and along with the Wipers, Napalm Beach was the grunge band that started it all. Fire Air & Water followed in 1990 on the same label, with Chris Newman still doing the singing and songwriting. Curiosities followed in 1993 on the Tim/Kerr label and much of the catalog has been re-released on CD since 2000. Now Valis, as you may or may not be aware, is a loud, mind-bending metal band lead by former Screaming Trees bassist Van Conner. Also in the band (much to the delight of anyone who was a Screaming Trees fan and saw them perform live) is Van's brother Patrick, and drummer Dan Peters (Fastbacks, Love Battery, and of course Mudhoney) was replaced by former Kitty Kitty drummer Sean Hollister. Now Adrian Makis has replaced former Tad member Kurt Danielson on bass. A split EP with Kitty Kitty came out in 1998 on Man's Ruin, and in 2002, after Valis added keyboard player Wes Weresch, they signed with Swedish label Luna and released Vast Active Intelligence System after Danielson had left the band. Kick ass. KATHLEEN WILSON



NO QUARTER (LED ZEP TRIBUTE), MISTRESS OF REALITY (BLACK SABBATH TRIBUTE), YOB
(Conan's, 3862 SE Hawthorne) Okay, look... I KNOW cover bands can be kinda... well, they can be kinda LAME... IF they suck. And these may prove to be tough sells, faking Robert Plant's or Ozzy's voice!? SHIT! But... BUT (!!!) when the fuckers ROCK it like them bands you love, but will NEVER see, much less in a club, it's like heaven. I SWEAR!! My first real tribute band experience was a Kiss cover band WHO WERE DEAD THE FUCK ONÉ. the make-up, the blood, fire-spitting and EVERYTHING... and they SOUNDED like 'em too. It was then I completely got it. You know, uhÉ it didn't seem silly, a TRIBUTE, not just a cover band, could be done and not be embarrassing for everyone. So GO, and don't be a super-critical asshole 'cause it's probably the closest you'll ever get NOW to what was then. MIKE NIPPER



DEF JUX SHOWCASE: MURS, EYEDEA & ABILITIES, PERCEPTIONISTS, BLUEPRINT, SA SMASH, GRAYSKUL
(Berbati's, 231 SW Ankeny) Grayskul's last Portland performance, opening for Eyedea & Abilities/Atmosphere at the Roseland, featured emcees Onry Ozzborn and JFK mugging serious (depressive?), in front of two TV screens projecting eerie static, a giant doll-replica of a grey alien, Oldominon emcee Sleep playing chess live onstage with another fellow whose back was turned, and a bass player who added a further element of gravity. While the music was a little boggier and more monochromatic than I enjoy in my hiphop, it was indeed thee most METAL hiphop performance I have ever seen. Even Mr. Dibbs, AKA "DJ Bringing Metal to the Hiphop Masses," couldn't step to how metal that shit was. Next time, may I suggest RPGs and some blacklights? JULIANNE SHEPHERD See Music pg 13



THE VILLAGE IDIOTS, DRON, MANIC D, SANTOTZIN, SLEEPYHEAD, CLEVELAND STEAMERS
(Nocturnal, 1800 E Burnside) With his conscientious topics, and exotic samples of Asian-influenced string instrumentation or warpy futurism, Manic D offers a cosmopolitan rap style. On recordings, the augmentation is almost more prominent that the rapping itself, even though his words are earnest and smoothly delivered. A live version, with heavier emphasis on engaging the crowd, is probably a better way to access Manic D's expressions. MS



SATURDAY 4/17

SUFFERING & THE HIDEOUS THIEVES, ARKADE, ELECTROMAGNET, THE CANCER FAGS
(Jasmine Tree, 401 SW Harrison) Suffering and the Hideous Thieves illustrates the importance of an often-ignored corollary to the "never judge a book by its cover" aphorism: Never place a track on a romance-themed mix tape without making sure the lyrics match the title's tone. "There's Nothing More Beautiful Than Loving You" might be a sweet sentiment, but the song contains numerous repetitions of the phrase I hate you, which sound like the rantings of a mead-drunk minstrel against a strings-smothered backdrop. It's a beautiful yet brutally bleak solo-slow-dance theme for the dateless and the devastated, one of the specialties of a group that takes 12 minutes to provide convincing evidence that "Sex is Dead." AM



TRACY & THE PLASTICS, KING COBRA, MONITOR BATS
(Disjecta, 116 NE Russell) See Music pg 11



THE SWORDS PROJECT, MANTA RAY, DOLOREAN
(Berbati's, 231 SW Ankeny) See Music pg 11



HOT CROSS, LICKGOLDENSKY, BLOWUPNIHILIST, ONE AM RADIO, LIFE AT THESE SPEEDS, NO SECRETS BETWEEN SAILORS
(Meow Meow, 320 SE 2nd) Hot Cross' music is mathy, melodic, dynamic post-hardcore that, when working, owes a debt to At the Drive-In, and builds intensity through driving riffs. But the vocals are a mix of on-key backing choruses and dry-throated bellowing--a combo that pushes things too far into that dreaded "screamo" territory for my taste. JENNIFER MAERZ



SUNDAY 4/18

FANTOMAS, MELT-BANANA, END.
(Roseland, NW 6th & Burnside) See Live Music pg 19



LADIES' ROCK CAMP SHOWCASE
(Meow Meow, 320 SE 2nd, 7 pm) For the non-camper, the best part of the Rock and Roll Camp for Girls is the end--meaning the showcase where all the camper bands get to play in front of a crowd. There's nothing like the invention that comes from learning to play an instrument, forming a band, and playing your show in one week--these girls are brave! This night, the older ladies' version of the rock camp will be mustering the same courage--go support them, and see what they've cooked up! JS



MF DOOM, GUESTS
(Berbati's, 231 SW Ankeny) See Music pg 11



DEVOTED W/PSYKE, COSMIC VIXEN, THEPERFECT CYN, NIZ OF PDX, QUEENIE B
(Ohm, 31 NW 1st) Your favorite all-female DJ collective, SisterPDX, presents another rump-shakin' hodown, with an eclectic range of electronic music ranging from hiphop, to breaks, to house. JWS



MONDAY 4/19

USA IS A MONSTER, SMEGMA, YUMA NORA, MUSTAPHA MOND, KOONDA HOLAA
(Disjecta, 116 NE Russell) Saddled with an accurate if alarmingly shrill band name, USA Is A Monster plays old-timey, hay-stick-chewin' good old Americana folk stompin' tunes. Psych! No, this show is all about edgy, experimental, noisy, internationally influenced music. If you don't like it, you probably just don't get it. MS MS



BRENT ARNOLD & THE SPHERES, SAM JAYNE, TK WEBB, MIGUEL MENDER
(Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison) Brent Arnold and his extremely dense band of orchestrations, including viola, lap steel, keyboards, and cello tantalize you with their intricate pop. Obviously, they tantalize Modest Mouse, too, since the outfit was seen opening for "the Mouse" last weekend. Get a chance to see them again, sans all the frat boys hooting and hollering. KS



THE TWILIGHT SINGERS, GUESTS
(Berbati's, 231 SW Ankeny) So, it took a California earthquake to re-ignite the creative juices of the Twilight Singers' frontman, Greg Dulli. Well, if that's what it takes, so be it. Following the release of the Singers' first full-length (the blatantly titled Twilight), Cincinnati's favorite son found himself the proprietor of an L.A. watering hole with little to say musically. But when the earth moved in 2002, so did Dulli, and the latest outing with his ever-rotating collaborative is blessed with the urgency of a post-quake rebuild. In the same manner as its predecessor, the Twilight Singers' new disc, Blackberry Belle, is speckled with guest performers ranging from That Dog's Petra Haden to Screaming Trees' Mark Lanegan. But no matter how many accessories Dulli arranges around himself, Blackberry Belle is still Dulli doing what he does best: making sinister, after-hours art from a life of sex, self-destruction, and chauvinism. For further affirmation, go to the show and pray he sings the line, "This world is wicked/I fit right in." BRIAN J. BARR



TUESDAY 4/20

AN ALBATROSS, SEX WITH GIRLS IS RAD, BEHALF
(Meow Meow, 320 SE 2nd) Rarely can one glean much from an eight-and-a-half-minute CD, but such is the case with the latest from An Albatross, We Are the Lazer Viking (Ace Fu). The Dwarves did it to the then-stale Ramones style in the early '90s, bashing out fully formed tunes in under a minute, whole satisfying records under 15 minutes. This Philadelphia band utilizes that brief blasting concept to reinvigorate the yucky prog funk freakouts that have always been a dork bore in the hands of Primus, System of a Down, et al. An Albatross trash-compact all the fingered bass, syncopated rhythms, screeching vocals, and Farfisa organ circus acrobatics, dispensing with even fleeting thoughts of jamming, thus leaving no time to recognize the embarrassing medieval festival-going heart of this genre. Plus they somehow find room to pack in guitar army gunshots, boogie shuffle, and rabble-rousing sloganeering. The eye-pop energy puts them in line with contemporary frazzled futurists like the Locust or Lost Sounds. God knows how this will play out live in front of your mug, but it ought to suck the Clearasil right out the pores. As one of their song titles goes, "Get Faster, Cry for Happy!" ERIC DAVIDSON



DJ EVIL ONE: SCION SESSIONS
(East, 322 NW Everett) The only bad part about DJ Evil One's hiphop night at East is that there's nowhere to dance; luckily, the speakers are a little better outside on the sidewalk--where you have to go to smoke, anyway--so you can hold your own street party a la Janet Jackson's "Escapade" video or whatever. Playing only the finest in classic, underground, and mainstream hiphop, tonight he's having special Scion mixtape listening sessions, and giving away free shit from Frank 151 (a pretty good mini-magazine) and Triple 5 Soul. If you ask nice, he might play something off the new Cam'ron. JS



ANNA OXYGEN, THE MIGHTY BELLS, THEE OLD HAUNTS
(Disjecta, 116 NE Russell) Anna Oxygen's take on the '80s retro trend was a breath of fresh air in a time when the trend, still fashionable, had already become stale. Thanks to the faultless ears of Cold Crush Records co-owner Derek Fudesco, who also plays in Pretty Girls Makes Graves, Oxygen's album, All Your Faded Things, was heard and instantly admired. KATHLEEN WILSON



IT'S 420: THORN CITY IMPROV, MADGESDIQ, J-KRON, TRASH HEAP, DJ MARQUEZ, SLEEP, SIREN'S ECHO
(Ash Street, 225 SW Ash) While 420 jokes are tiresome from potheads, I am a big fan of straightedgers/otherwise-sober folks making reference to the smokiest day of the year. And honestly, despite the name of the night, I have a hard time believing the kids tonight at Thorn City Improv are hitting le cheeb, because, how can you possibly live with the (J-) Kron and keep your mind sharp enough to rhyme as well as the folks on this bill? As a reformed herb addict, I marvel at the thought. JS



WEDNESDAY 4/21

BLEEDING THROUGH, DEATH BY STEREO, HIMSA, THE DEAD UNKONW, SUMARA
(Meow Meow, 320 SE 2nd) If you're one of those understandable wackos that get off on going "grrr" at the bloom of spring, tonight's your antisocial metalcore ticket, with a keys-in-a-fistful of bands that like to shout and cross their arms in publicity photos a lot. Bleeding Through headline the "Mutilation Tour." The typical throttling drumbeats, guitar-school ephedra-riffs, and frontperson gut-screams rattle underneath an erratically misplaced high-pitch of sad New Order keyboards. Or is it the other way around? They're going to be in Ozzfest this year, and on the cover of the This Is Love, This Is Murderous LP there's a rotting meat-heart with a black-handled kitchen knife jabbed inside. Raaggggghh! Yeah. I'm interested because Death by Stereo's probably named after Corey Haim's line in The Lost Boys. GUY FAWKES



MIRAH, THE WEEDS
(Lewis & Clark, 0165 SW Palatine Hill Rd) Much is made of Mirah's enduring cuteness and her sweet voice, and it's all true. But oddly, it also paints a contrary image of her musical ability, which--with frank, often melancholy lyrics and occasionally downright epic orchestral layers--is frequently far from cute and sweet, but is instead brooding and powerful. Soon to release a new record (and move back to Portland), we'll get more of both from here on out. JWS



MEA CULPA, FLIP-TOPS
(IC Mummy, 332 NE San Rafael) If you like countrified political punk, check Mea Culpa. If you like straight up, balls out, fast-played attitude punk, see the Flip-Tops. If you like good deals on great home furnishings, I suggest Target. KS