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THURSDAY 9/7

CALLOW CABARET STARRING SEAN CROGHAN, BLACK ANGEL WITH TAHOE JACKSON AND JR PELLA, DUCT, AZIZA, DEVIN MORROW BAND, JOE DAVIS,JOE HAEGE

(Tonic Lounge) Liz Callow, a 25-year-old Portland woman who works with autistic kids, is in desperate need of health care for a rare disease. Unable to afford the astronomical bills for treatment and tests, she needed some help. Her friends, who are not only amazing and selfless, but also happen to be awesome musicians, have organized this cabaret in her honor; all proceeds go towards her medical payments. It's a night packed full of amazing acts, from the sultry, soulful Black Angel, to the tantalizing belly manipulations of dancer Aziza, to venturings from members of your absolute FAVORITE bands (Joe Haege of 31 Knots; Devin Morrow and Joe Davis, both of Pinehurst Kids). Sweetly, they've done it all, both for a really noble cause and for your unabashed entertainment--all you have to do is attend. (If you are feeling conflicted because there are other good events this evening, I urge you to experience SHOW-HOPPING--there's nothing more exciting than seeing three bands at three different venues in one night.) JULIANNE SHEPHERD

PORTRAIT OF POVERTY, THE RUBY DOE, THE BURNING CINDYS

(EJs) If ever there was an occasion to say, "God Bless the Ramones!" it is right now. For you, it will come as you watch Portrait of Poverty open and realize the lasting effects that The Ramones still have on punk music. That is, The Ramones are like a level--their persistent influence balances out those punk bands that are good, but sometimes rock right off the cliff into the abyss of unorganized chaos. The Ramones are like the boot camp sergeants of steady lyrics and unity in a genre of music that both fights those forces and relies on them. Both Portrait of Poverty and The Ruby Doe are great examples of this godsend; unique sounds and an unfaltering energy that is sometimes on the edge of out of control. Luckily, The Ramones are there, like a steady light in a stormy ocean. KATIA DUNN

PIMPS AND HOS PORNO PARTY WITH HUMAN BEAT BOX-MING, DJ WICKED, DJ IZM, MARQUEZ

(Ohm) Jeff, the promoter of this lovely little party, said that he originally wanted to require every attendant to dress like they're straight from 1970--either a pimp or a ho. Unfortunately, he realized that he was probably a bit too stringent and that many of the otherwise prudish admirers of DJ Izm and DJ Wicked might not abide by these requirements, thus being banned from the show. However! Even though it's not mandatory, Jeff would still like to put in a request for pimps and hos. Don't worry, you'll fit right in with the '70s porn that will be playing in the background of the mellow, hip-hop-a-riffic Izm and Wicked tunes. KD

CAPTAIN VS. CREW, MADE FOR TV MOVIE, HEART BEATS RED

(Satyricon) Look out for those wacky smart kids. Once they get their hands on guitars, there's no telling what kind of trouble they'll get in. Captain vs. Crew is the Portland straight-A collective voted most likely to succeed. While often bands of their ilk get lost in the geometric theorems of math rock or the hysterical abandon of punk, Captain vs. Crew forge ahead with something put together with the many things those two approaches lack, something a bit more winsome, a bit more free. Founded on improvisation and the calculated beauty of a good thrashing, their music posits the age-old question: what if Gang of Four did nothing but cover the Dead Kennedys? Think on that. There will be a pop quiz just before the encore. JAMIE S. RICH


FRIDAY 9/8

STARTER KIT CD RELEASE, THE STANDARD, RALLYBOY, WOW AND FLUTTER

(Satyricon) Starter Kit's new CD: it is good. It is what some music writers might call a "contemporary alternative rock album, with indie influences." It does not move me, but the instruments are played well, and the song structure is nice, although not particularly interesting. It does, however, raise a question: Why is it that there are so many bands who obviously worship the Replacements (that's not a bad thing) but, when they make their own music, they end up sounding like an edgier version of the theme song to Friends? (That is very much a bad thing.) The Standard and Rallyboy both do an entertaining rock thing. Luckily, Wow and Flutter throws a little vinegar in the mix, with their atmospheric guitars, low din, lovely cello, and curiosity about where, exactly, the borders between melody and sound collide. However, I would recommend drinking lots of coffee before they play, because they play extended modern lullabies, and if you're at all tired, you're fucked. JS

SLACKJAW, KIND OF LIKE SPITTING, FAIRGROVE

(Meow Meow) This is a night of bands with interesting, good vocalists. You can tell Slackjaw puts a lot of thought into their music--it's sparsely cohesive, with very pretty male/female vocals and vague melodies. Their ruminative songs go perfectly with the rain. Kind of Like Spitting is about to embark on a tour sponsored by insound.com, the excellent online, independent music store. Acoustically, their songs are full of lovely, sweet quirk, but when they rock, they really know how to rock (especially when Ben does that crazy shit where he's playing aggressive solos perfectly, yet still gyrating uncontrollably). Fairgrove, too, have a little bit of the moodiness, yet are unafraid to rock. JS

NO. 2, THE BRAILLE STARS, THE ARCH ANGELS

(EJs) Old guard Portlanders No. 2 play excellent rock music, with straightforward songwriting and poppy hooks. Neil Gust's sonorous voice can make lines like "I can still smell the smoke in your clothes" sound steamy and sly. It's nearly been a year since their first full-length, No Memory was released, and it's probably about time for a new one, don't you think? As a totally unrelated aside, it is not possible to send a slice of processed cheese through the mail, but not for the expected reason (it being a slice of processed cheese); it's because it's too small (less than three-and-a-half by five inches). JS


SATURDAY 9/9

SUMERLAND, ROMULUS, REMUS

(Dante's) Imagine the soundtrack to a dream where it's nighttime and you're floating through the air over a dirty city where people are shooting up in alleys and kids are sleeping in dumpsters and you know it's not real, but you don't wake yourself up. Sumerland is dark, yet hopeful, with twinkling drums and guitars, peaceful piano and slow, deep vocals. It is subduing to listen to and evokes introspection, smoking, candle lighting, and wine drinking. The music makes you want to sway back and forth while dusting brush strokes onto a blank wall, or hell, perform some modern dance. Their three-song release, And All is Always Now, bodes towards an intriguing show, as it will be interesting to see the recreation of their multi-layering in person. Make sure to wear an outfit that makes you feel sultry and a lot of mascara (you too, men) and bring a date to make out with after the show. KATIE SHIMER

THE HELIO SEQUENCE, THE MELODY UNIT, THE HIGH VIOLETS

(Crystal Ballroom) See My, What a Busy Week pg 13 and Music pg 15

BACK TO SCHOOL PARTY WITH MAN OF THE YEAR, RICK BAIN AND THE GENIUS POSITION, ALL GIRL SUMMER FUN BAND

(Meow Meow) Hey--it's just like high school! Okay, you've got the All Girl Summer Fun Band, including Jen of the Softies and Kathy of Urban Legends. They're the smart, studious girls--not the cheerleaders or the super-hip rocker chicks, but maybe the girls in the second tier of popularity. They wear matching outfits, often in pastel colors, and play adorable little ditties about love and charm bracelets that sometimes stop in the middle so they can holler or add some handclaps. They are pure girlie girls. Then you've got Rick Bain and the Genius Position, who can best be described as four guys who are trying to push the limits of '70s sex appeal with their tight pants and Floyd cranked on the stereo of their Novas. They're the stoners. Finally, there's Man of the Year, who are basically the cool kids who, in the middle of junior year, became Anglophiles and kept a poster for the Stone Roses' first album in their locker. So, do you think I could borrow your History notes after first period? JS


SUNDAY 9/10

THE NEED, SARAH DOUGHER, THE PRIDS

(Meow Meow) The Need define tuff gnarl; ass kickers Rachel and Radio could blow away an entire stadium with their unflinching, power-metal licks and mad drumming. Plus, any band that composes a whole rock opera (The Transfused), especially an amazing rock opera, is pretty fuckin' radical by me. Sarah Dougher has a voice with a resonance comparable to a bow gliding against violin strings, and writes songs I can never get out of my head (especially the one about the girl from New Orleans). The Prids, new to Portland from the land of The Faint and Bright Eyes (Nebraska--Go Huskies!), are brilliant and beautiful and bigger than life. Plus, they've got a smoke machine, and that's really cool. JS

EX-HUSTLERS, ROD

(Medicine Hat) Ex-Hustlers, who recently released a lovely little rock album, play scientific pop music, the kind that's deliberate, smart, and upbeat with a little bit of effects. Rod are Glue Factory Recording Artists, and folks, that IS the label that gave you Braid's "best of" live album (not to mention that Pixies tribute). Read into it what you will. JS

ADAM & KRIS

(Borders Downtown) I'm not saying this band isn't talented; the best thing they've got going for them is their distinct uniqueness. That is, their vocals draw from a tradition of angst-y female voices, but also sound sort of like...pop country. They pull it off OK, creating songs that remind one of a strange mix of summer camp, Weird Al, and barefoot hippies. That said, I'm all for experiments and everything, but this one is a bit beyond my reach most of the time; I get lost somewhere in the transition from Joni Mitchell to Weird Al. KD


MONDAY 9/11

SWEEP THE LEG JOHNNY, MADE FOR TV MOVIE, LAST OF THE JUANITAS

(Meow Meow) What? A jazz-emo band like this in which a Kinsella brother is not, and has never been, a member? Holy shit! That alone is reason enough to go, but also because Chicago's Sweep the Leg Johnny are amazing, tacking together saxophone, powerful bass, and vocal-bleats-on-the-offense, into a collage of urban alarm and hardcore dignity. Made for TV Movie, too, have a little of the emo in them, but they lean less toward the jazz and more toward the blunt-edged sensitivity, baby. Last of the Juanitas pick up the heavy slack with their drone-worthy barrage of nasty changes and power drums that'll break your ears. JS


TUESDAY 9/12

MAN...OR ASTROMAN?, BLACK HEART PROCESSION

(Berbati's) About four years ago, I almost starred in a Man...or Astroman? video. I was living in Atlanta that summer, the spot where the band's spaceship allegedly crashed several years back, and had been tapped to star as a not-so-mad scientist. It was a dream come true, as their CDs had been in heavy rotation during my drive cross-country; their brand of high-paced surf music was a motivating soundtrack when driving 85 mph across the Dakotas. At the last minute, however, I was bumped by one of the band's friends. In return for my dashed dreams, I was given tickets for the final show of the summer tour. In truth, I was prepared for a let-down, as their CDs are heavy on techniques and goofy voiceovers. Instead I was wowed and amazed at how crazy, rollicking and downright good the show was. At one point, the lead singer gutted a TV set on stage, dosed it with Aqua Vie, set in on fire and danced around with it as a helmet. Musically, they are steps beyond a gimmick band. They are joined by the moody and piano-cabaret music of the Black Heart Procession. PHIL BUSSE

GONG, GUESTS

(Satyricon) Lead by Daevid Allen (guitar/vocals) and the seductive-voiced Gilli Smyth, this hippie commune, psychedelic, prog band was thrown out of almost every Western European nation in the early '70s for being "cultural agitators." Sure, their Dungeons & Dragons-esque trappings about pixies pissing in flying teapots are silly, but Gong's warped music--a jazzed-out collision of Soft Machine (which Allen helped start), the Mothers, and Hawkwind after a seriously potent acid-hit--hasn't lost its edge. Even their more recent flirtation with electronica stems from earlier uses of tape-loops and cut-ups rather than a lame attempt to follow trends. Take a bong hit and watch the hippies, prog-heads, techno-heads, and jam band fanatics invade the Satyricon. ROLF SEMPREBON


WEDNESDAY 9/13

MIKE WATT & THE PAIR OF PLIERS, KLEVELAND, ROGER NUSIC

(Berbati's) The syphilitic German existentialist Friedrich Nietzsche, whose sister sold him out to the Nazis after he went crazy and kissed a horse, once said that anything which does not kill you makes you stronger. This aphorism applies most suitably to the life and times of expert bassist and all-around tough guy Mike Watt. He's been through hell and high water, and he still keeps chugging away. Watt is one of our most honorable and distinguished godfathers of San Pedro corndog punk, and he was in the Minutemen, for God's sake, which alone ensures his venerable slot in the sweet hereafter. RICK LEVIN

THE MAN SCOUTS OF AMERICA, ALL OUT, THE DIRTY LOWDOWNS

(EJs) The Man Scouts of America aren't terribly original, but that doesn't matter. They've got fire, fire, FIRE!!! So if you like your music loud and rockin'--and you appreciate the genius of rigging your guitar with pyrotechnics--this is a show you won't wanna miss. In fact, given the attention paid to actually putting on a show, this should be required viewing for some. BARBARA MITCHELL


GOING TO SEATTLE?

Sat 9/9: Neil Young, The Pretenders (Gorge); Suicidal Tendencies (Graceland); Rick Springfield (Emerald Queen Casino)

Sun 9/10: Quasi, 764-HERO (Crocodile Café)

Mon 9/11: Pat Metheny Trio (King Cat); Strung Out, No Motiv, The Deviates (Graceland)

Tues 9/12: The Get Up Kids, The Anniversary, Koufax (Graceland); Rorschach Test (Catwalk)

Wed 9/13: Moby (Paramount); Man...or Astroman?, Black Heart Procession, Sweep the Leg Johnny (Graceland)

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