Portugal. The Man has been touring nonstop to support their album-a-year habit; after six, you'd think they'd seek respite in something familiar. Instead, the Portland-based, Alaskan-bred band harnessed all their ambitions and set out for new territory with their seventh record, Evil Friends
. To aid in this journey, frontman John Gourley enlisted producer Bryan Burton—that's Mr.
Danger Mouse to you—and with his help, they cultivated a impassioned, genre-bending beast that seems to morph between each track. Evil Friends
also displays a maturing band's ability to rein in their completely contagious (but sometimes unwieldy) adrenaline-fueled rock. Whether ebbing from solemn acoustic plucking to bombastic baselines to charged, apathetic punk, the album is somehow streamlined in the senses and altogether registers as pure fun. Tonight's the third in Red Bull's series of three-dollar shows at the Doug Fir, although you'll need to RSVP at redbullsoundselect.com
to get in the door. RAQUEL NASSER