I have seen atriarch with all the preceding bass players and without joe it just isn't atriarch. I wish him a quick recovery so he can play on the next albumand maybe get full credit for his efforts rather than I mention in the liner notes
But i know...
it's my own damn fault.
Words so great even a chump like Jimmy Buffett can sing them.
Kennedy from MTV has a band?
This was a great show and the new album rocks.
They're also doing an in-store at Music Millennium on Tuesday at 6:30!
i wish i could just "click to enlarge" my cock. usually i need someone to download it for me
Or, y'know, the way things are going now, substitute "a decade or two," with "five years from now."
Nope. That was Flossie's. And it was "10 oz. Bone Dinner." Seemingly left over from some earlier steak promotion, I think.
Was this the place with the "14 oz boner" marquee?
The City WAS a bastion for drug dealing and drug use, among other things. I recall a night at the older 13th and Morrison location when Lanny Swerdlow called for the DJ's to stop the music so he could read from an Oregonian article about "homeless youth", where someone had been quoted as saying, "You can find any drug you want at The City Nightclub." This was when the undercover cops and police walkthroughs really started to ramp up.
It still maintained a long life after that as it moved across Burnside to its final location, but the soul and feel of it had been left behind. The truly expressive and creative types that made the City Nightclub the fabulous destination for thousands of GLBT kids through the late 80's had either moved on, or succumbed to heavy drug use and/or HIV and AIDS. I lost many good friends from that time period.
I look back on those days with a bittersweet combination of fondness and disdain. Any happy memories I have of those days should be left in the time capsule of my mind where they belong.
To the folks that just can't seem to find any other validation in their lives except for the need to relive their teenage fantasies about an old Portland institution known for its darker side of gay youth sub-culture and inevitable exploitation I have one message; Grow up and move on.
For all the drug use, it seemed like there were very few raids. I always assumed Lanny was paying someone off.
When it was finally closed, it was loudly and repeatedly suggested that Lanny was taking advantage of the many young men who surrounded him. In the political atmosphere of the time, this was enough. I imagine there wasn't anything going on there that wasn't consensual, but who the fuck knows?
I was once asked to leave for "overt heterosexual behavior." It didn't stop me from attending that place every chance I got: it was fucking wonderful.
$5 sunday thru thursday and $10 on performance nights
Upstairs was thee best for skinny puppy/ christian deth; downstairs good for depeche mode/ erasure.. this place was the best place in portland at the time.. it totally sux its not still around. Like drug 6 or casa loma in sf.. the bathrooms were awesome. . We all did acid and other fun drugs... yeah smoking cloves was the norm.. prob how most kids started smoking. . Im gonna even be as bold and say the word prostitot originated here.. I grew up here and turned out well (go figure) but this will always be a base for my life... what a sweet story to reminisce. . Thanks portland merc \m/
If I remember right it was like $5? Or something? It wasn't a lot. We always theorized it had a lot to do with it being a gay club. It was always being raided because of the drugs though... I mean. There were a lot of drugs.
Just curious, it seemed as though the City was a popular place, what was the exact reason for closing. Also, with a couple thousand customers each weekends according to previous articles, it seems a good business model, what was the cover charge at the City?
Well Ned, all I have to say is that Pickathon did not sell out this year despite the cover stories from the Oregonian, your article and all of the other media hype. There are many reasons.
I have been to Pickathon for years, but now it has changed and I won't bother.
The fact is that many of the acts they have are mediocre at best. The head guy, Zale is not someone with an informed opinion about music. Instead he listens to the buzz. Some of the bands have been great, but some are so bad...I remember the Galaxy Barn and fireplace area being empty a couple of years ago on Sat. night because the two bands playing were so awful. Everyone left. It was a real break from the norm.
Pickathon has strayed far from it's roots. It was started by some friends in a backyard who played acoustic music together and thought it would be great to have a couple of bands and everybody playing later. This idea evolved into a larger festival but with the emphasis on players. Jams would pop up everywhere. Some were forgetable, but most were incredible. Amateur players were able to reach out and they brought their families.
Four years ago a new type of person came to the festival. I'll call them the Seattle whiners. As Zale wanted to raise prices he decided to kowtow to them. Soon jams were banned except in 3 "designated playing areas" where one would find 12 drunken dreadnaughts playing "Rock me baby" for 45 minutes. The amplification volume was turned up to the point that you couldn't even play back in the woods all day until midnight.
The beauty was over. Greed won out.
They have lost most of their dedicated musician audience and with them their families.
Don't get me wrong, many things are right especially the recycling and excellent food...better than ever. I love the cups and plates recycling...everyone should do it. The setting at Pendarvis farm is amazing and the proprietors Scott and Sherry are wonderful folks.
Actually, if you want to know, the real Pickathon is behind the scenes where Zale and his friends have bands play in the pumphouse while they tape them to make money selling videos.
Pickathon was really beautiful at one time but it has changed and many people feel the loss.
WASP better than Motley Crue? You are a drunk, prattling Chris Holmes in a pool, mom in the background, with that declaration.
Uggh. Worst band ever. Good riddance. They should have broke up in 1986.
but did he get the car?
You'd think they'd believe in some cycle-of-rebirth mysticism with that done to death band photo.
Ns i mean. Too much something.
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