• Aaron Piland
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  • Issue Archive for
  • Aug 25-31, 2005
  • Vol. 6, No. 13

News

  • Money Talks

    Big Business Scrambles to Keep Its Influence in Local Politics

Columns

  • I ♥ Television

    Scared Straight-ish
  • I Anonymous

    In Defense of Little Richard

Visual Art

  • Dig My Grave on the Spot Where It Lands

    After a masterful turn as artistic director of The Resurrectory (Liminal Theater's performance/installation spectacle at the Portland Art Center

Film

  • Wanna Hear a Dirty Joke?

    To begin with, The Aristocrats is about a joke, and the film's title is that joke's punchline. I know that sounds like a spoiler—and well, maybe it is, a little bit—but the punchline is hardly the point of The Aristocrats. So what exactly
  • Point of No Return

    The sad truth is that if The Brothers Grimm weren't such a ghastly mess, it might have been one of Terry Gilliam's best films. Of course, Gilliam is no
  • Goofy, Gore-Happy, Lame

    You've heard it all before: Group of semi-likeable teens gets stuck in a small town where something seems amiss; night falls, and soon afterward
  • Geek Out

    Quickly! To the Internet!

Theater

  • Bright Colors and Comfy Couches

    Scheduling the opening night of its very first production on the same night as Best of the Best Sketch Fest 2005 was bad timing on the part of upstart, all-female sketch comedy troupe XXX

Books

  • The Heart is Also a Furnace and Pants All Night

    There are 26 separate entrees in The Heart is Also a Furnace, Portland author Magdalen Powers' 43-page collection, but it would be a mistake to read them all in one sitting. The unassuming stories
  • Wrecking Crew

    John Albert's oddly joyous new book Wrecking Crew profiles what may or may not be an emerging subculture: The Born Again Jock. These are the guys who shied from sports as teens because the coach

Food and Drink

Music

  • Rays of Dope

    Sunburned Hand of the Man’s Eternal Jams
  • No Free Lunch

    Exacting, costly packaging; meticulously custom-made gear; as much as five years (and counting) between records; brief, infrequent touring that rarely coordinates with record releases; playing
  • Surf's Up

    I hope you're happy with yourself. You, with your seemingly bottomless sense of entitlement. You, who couldn't leave well enough alone. You, who just had to ask "What if Brian Wilson
  • Music Catches Up!

    AS THE EVIL INTERNET threatens to usurp touring as the way to promote your schtick, Smog's Bill Callahan remains elusive. You won't find a Bill Callahan blog or a homesite or even a MySpace

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