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THURSDAY 6/24

RED WITH ENVY, SERVER X, SUBSIDE, RIVER RED
(Ash Street, 225 SW Ash) Ah, envy; the chameleon of degenerative emotions. In addition to its original greenish hue, envy now comes in black, a shade championed by the hiphop duo Black Sheep, and red, the color of choice for this Chico, California quartet. Like Chevelle, also known for seeing scarlet, Red With Envy emulates the Deftones' shift from choppy aggro-whined verses to soaring choruses. Its party percussion and chunky/funky riffs add a touch of 311 to the mix, but Red With Envy eschews slap-bass solos and rhythmic rap-style deliveries. ANDREW MILLER



KEAK DA SNEAK, BULLYS WIT FULLYS: GUCE AND KILLA TAY, MEEZILINI, KANT B CAUGHT, OREGONIZED, PDX, TAY DEZAL
(Berbati's, 10 SW 3rd) What's real? Bullys Wit Fullys 2, that's what; it's also kinda hot and funky, its Neptunesian production hitting heavy on the bass with the occasional synthy dancehall influence--a layered, thick bed for the amped-up lyrical street swagger of rappers Guce and Killa Tay. West Coast mixtape/street legend Keak Da Sneak, formerly of Oakland rap vets 3X Krazy, is on the heels of the Counting Other Peoples' Money DVD, a filmic version of last year's 2003 release of the same name. This is hardcore Bay rap, but locals hold their own--Kant B Caught are themselves PDX vets, mixing street and R&B sensibilities. JULIANNE SHEPHERD



AUX EUTRES, THE GET ME DOWNS, PINEHURST KIDS, T JAMES GRAHAMA, WHITE GOLD
(Dante's, 1 SW 3rd) Like our own hometown White Stripes, Aux Eutres are a brother-sister duo. Pretty sure. Or maybe they're dating, or cousins or something. Anyhow, tonight is their CD release. Joining them are pert pop-punkers The Pinehurst Kids, as well as T. James Graham, who you might recognize from the theatrical rock outfit the Dutch Flat. MARJORIE SKINNER



31 KNOTS, SLEEPING PEOPLE, EYES OF AUTUMN
(Grand Central Bowl, 818 SE Morrison) It's everyone's favorite Portland boy-band, cathartic prog trio 31 Knots, bringing all that bound up emotion into the Grand Central Bowling Alley. Along with prog quartet Sleeping People, staffed with Kenseth Thibideau of Pinback/Howard Hello/Rumah Sakit on bass, this is shaping up to be an evening of heavy-hitters, especially with the addition of the youthful rhythmic energy of Eyes of Autumn. If you haven't seen a bowling alley show yet (not counting Ed, dorkus), this is the one. KATIE SHIMER



SPOOL: AMOREE LOVELL, MODERNSTATE, QUIET COUNTRIES, NATHAN JR. DJ CHRIS NICHOLSON
(Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison) Sam Schauer claims that he started his solo project, Modernstate, because it was the one band that couldn't break up. Since then, it's become much more than that, with a full album of loop music. It gets gloomy, although with a curiously arch dignity, but at other times it reminds me of the video game music in something like Zelda--what they play when you're just wondering around collecting points and there aren't any big monsters to fight. MS



BURNING SAINTS, 24K GOLD, LOVELY, THE HOLLYWOOD TEN
(Twilight Café, 1420 SE Powell)

In February of this year, Burning Saints bassist Michael Antonio Anguiano died in a car accident. The Bay Area hardcore quintet decided to keep the fire alive, continuing work on a demo filled with plodding breakdowns, smoldering full-speed sprints and flame-belch vocals. Also on the bill are The Hollywood Ten, albeit not the screenwriters and directors targeted during the Red Scare witch hunt of 1948. Those individuals could have spun fascinating yarns, relating their fates to today's post-Patriot Act society, but unfortunately the last living member died in 2000. This Hollywood Ten won't make for a scintillating sociological study, but only the most fun-averse listener could blacklist its engaging synth-pop melodies. AM



FRIDAY 6/25

APE SHAPE, TARA JANE O'NEIL, THE NAYSAYER, NAPHNA KOHN
(Nocturnal, 1800 E Burnside) The Naysayer is the moniker for one Anna Padgett, a deep-throated songstress whose heavy-lidded numbers sleepwalk through a country-backroads fog. On her new CD, Kitten Time, the sparse arrangements receive special visits from indie rock luminaries like Karla Schickele (Ida, K), Geoff Soule (Fuck), and Miggy Littleton (White Magic), among others, but the heart of the music is still Padgett's voice, which sounds dampened with the emotional weight of a storyteller holding the cargo of her characters' lives in her heart. JENNIFER MAERZ



SIX FOOT SLOTH, LARRY YES, TRAUMA LE TRON, DUCK DUCK GREY DUCK
(Mt Tabor, 4811 SE Hawthorne) See Music pg 19



SCOTT MCCAUGHEY & FRIENDS, I CAN LICK ANY SOB IN THE HOUSE, LITTLE SUE
(Dante's, 1 SW 3rd) Scott McCaughey, the Minus 5's perennial frontman, takes his rock songwriting and onstage hamminess to a hoedown setting with local twang-rockers I Can Lick any SOB in the House and Little Sue. JS



PAUL OAKENFOLD, EVA, THE SEKY KREW
(Crystal, 1332 W Burnside) Fortysomething Brit Paul Oakenfold is the P. Diddy of trouse (trance-house): He rakes in huge wads of cash, is loved by millions worldwide, and is castigated by many more--especially by underground heads and bitter journos like me--as a scourge of electronic music. (Touring with U2? Beyond the pale, mate.) Sure, Oakie's figured in the conception of many big clubs, labels, and dance movements, and he did co-produce Happy Mondays' 1990 classic Pills 'n' Thrills and Bellyaches, but he's also bored us senseless with loads of double-disc DJ-mix duds. When you reach Oakenfold's level (he's reputedly Earth's most popular DJ), you almost by definition have to be as bland as the Gap or Jay Leno. Which is why an Oakenfold set will never blow your mind with daring selections, dazzling mixes, interesting contrasts--or even raise your pulse rate beyond a comfortable 90 beats per minute. DAVE SEGAL



THE PONYS, DIOS, LION FEVER, THE PEELS
(Ash Street, 225 SW Ash) The Ponys are anything but predictable. Sure, their debut album, Laced with Romance, has all the febrile distortion you'd expect from a disc produced by Jim Diamond (The Dirtbombs, White Stripes, et al.) at Detroit's fabled Ghetto Recorders, and released on peerless West Coast garage label In the Red. But this raw ambience is merely one ingredient in a bubbling sonic soup composed of fuzzy psychedelia, post-punk propulsion, and monochordal organ vamps straight from the Velvet Underground cookbook. Critics have had a field day playing spot-the-influence. In particular, the combination of needling dual-guitar lines and Jered Gummere's yelping, wailing, yet intuitively melodic vocals have incited countless references to New York's legendary avatar of poetic nihilism, Richard Hell. MANISH AGERWAL



CALIFONE, REBECCA GATES, HOLY SONS
(Berbati's, 10 SW 3rd) It's been a while since we've heard from the dulcet-voiced Rebecca Gates. The former Spinanes singer and guitarist surprised a lot of music fans with that band's heartfelt and deceptively simple lyrics about a boy (and relationships in general) with 1993's Manos. That album was the group's Sub Pop debut, featuring Scott Plouf on drums and including a cover with Gates' hirsute arm emblazoned across the cover. After the release of Strand in 1996, Plouf left to join Built to Spill, and the final Spinanes album, Arches and Aisles, was essentially Gates' solo baby, though she had help from such members of Chicago's rock hierarchy as Sam Prekop and John McEntire. Gates has a beautifully lulling voice, to be sure, and a strong ego to maintain her career despite relatively sporadic output. Not much has been heard since 2001's Ruby Series, which showcased her ability to take on an impressive range of styles, including jazz and electronica, as well as the breathy singer/songwriter style she's known for. Her occasional shows in the Northwest are always popularly attended, and should not be missed. If Strand was the last of her output you've heard, you might be in for a wonderful surprise. KATHLEEN WILSON



SIMPLY JEFF, SIDESTEP & TASTY, DJ STAY IN SCHOOL, CHRIS NICHOLSON
(Ohm, 31 NW 1st) See DJ Bio pg 31



HYPERTHERMIA, HOSTILITY, SOMETHING MUST DIE, WHORE
(Conan's, 3862 SE Hawthorne) Hyperthermia might have a potty-humor pop-punk sound, but its tune "Happy Endings" has nothing to do with massage parlors of ill repute. Instead, says the band, it's "a dig at large American cartoon makers who refuse to have sad endings to adaptations of classic stories." Take that, Disney! The Mickey Mouse skull on the disc cover offers added zing. In addition to lashing out at corporate whitewashings of animated tragedies, Hyperthermia mixes Misfits-style guitar fuzz and macabre lyrics with curiously cheerful vocals. Thus, a tune about an executioner's dirty work sounds as peppy as a full-fish-cast ode to life under the sea. AM



SATURDAY 6/26

THE LEGENDARY PINK DOTS
(Berbati's, 10 SW 3rd) See Music pg 17



THE HELIO SEQUENCE, MENOMENA, IQU
(Crystal, 1332 W Burnside) See Music pg 17



THE CANCER FAGS, RUDEMENT, DEON STAFFELBACH, DJ SEMILLION
(Ground Kontrol, 610 SW 12th) While they might sound like some dirty punk band, Cancer Fags are two turntables and a dude on vocals. Cool, eh? And they're electro-gothy, which seems to go perfect with killing people on video game screens. DJ Semillion has an addictive vocoder/robot music sound that should help you get top score on the best game ever, "Spy Hunter." KS



FUNKSTöRUNG FEAT ENIK, DJ BEYONDA, BROKAW
(Holocene, 1001 SE Hawthorne) See Music pg 17



THE VOLUMES, THE NEW YORK RIFLES, 3 SECOND RULE
(Kelly's Olympian, 426 SW Washington) Determined rhythms and boy-girl vocals make the New York Rifles a fun, but relatively unimaginative rock group. And, as they'll be quick to tell you, no they're not from New York and they're not really into firearms either. Must've just thought the name sounded cool, which tells you a lot about the band, if you think about it. MS



THE BUGS, FUK YA AND THE UH-OHS
(Porky's, 835 N Lombard) Lacking any sense of studied premeditation, The Bugs go crazy on the floor, improvising, bludgeoning strings and cymbals, and squealing their way through ADD punk tracks that rarely emerge from the basement. Luckily, Porky's ambiance is like your Dad's downstairs wet bar/billiard hole in the '80s, so feel free to party like you're stealing swigs from the liquor cabinet. Fuk Ya. Uh Oh. JS



SUNDAY 6/27

DOLOMITES, BABY GRAMPS, BUN HALVES, SHICKY GNAROWITZ
(Berbati's, 10 SW 3rd) This is a special Dolomites show since mastermind/ringleader Stevhen Iancu is visiting from his newish NY home, and their music is more amazing than ever before. New tracks include a cauldron of outright magical, traditional Japanese songs put to klezmer rhythms and a backdrop of pots-and-pans and Casio percussion, which makes for a weirdly cartoonish, basement gamelan delight. For another: Latin polyrhythms rendered possible via washboard and spoons, with Iancu singing in Japanese all the while. Cop this shit while you still can--it's true joy and invention. JS



BRING THE LOVE FEST WITH REPARATIONS BAND, BLESSED LOVE, NEW BORN TRIBE
(Conan's, 3862 SE Hawthorne) It's a night of the best live reggae Portland has to offer, and that's all the selling I'm going to do. You know if you like reggae, you know if you go to those crazy-packed dub and bass DJ nights at Conan's, and you know if you have love to bring. Act accordingly. KS



TOMMY JAMES & THE SHONDELLES, PETER NOONE, HERMAN'S HERMITS, THE GRASS ROOTS STARRING ROB GRILL, THE BUCKINGHAMS, CHAD & JEREMY
(Clark County Ampitheater, 17200 NE Delfel Rd., Ridgefield, Washington) Sixties pop... moldy oldies? Uh, MAYBE... but if there ever was a show screamin' ""NIPS'LL BE THERE!!!", it's this it. Seriously, dig the line up!!! There's the The Buckinghams (Kind of a Drag), the Hermits... they had hits hand over FIST, too many to list, Tommy James &the Shondells all'a who's biggies were cool ravers, The Grassroots...forever the KINGS of early '70s stateside harmony pop... and speaking of harmony pop, breathy beat folkies Chad & Jeremy have REUNITED and will be here, too! Okay, I KNOW this is pitched as a "family" outing, and I doubt the groups will really "ROCK" out with "COCKS" out, it IS 35 years after their pop popped, but expect a fun run through of their goodies. And I KNOW this is a "state fair" herding of groups, but it'll be the best chance to hear LIVE those great songs from YEARS ago. MIKE "UNKIE NIPS" NIPPER



MONDAY 6/28

STEPHEN MALKMUS & THE JICKS, TRAD GRAS OCH STENAR, JACKIE-O MOTHERFUCKER, DAVIS REDFORD TRIAD
(Berbati's Pan, 10 SW 3rd) Prepare yourself for a feast at the psychedelicatessen. Magic mushrooms are tonight's special. Swedish trance-rockers Trad Gras Och Stenar, who've been plying their transporting folkadelic mantras since the Nixon administration, cross the Atlantic to engender pacific waves of drone bliss. Faust guitarist Stephen Wray Lobdell uses his group, Davis Redford Triad, to grapple with his occult obsessions and scare the health out of you. DRT's three albums plumb psychedelia's darkest corners in the least corny way imaginable. Jackie-O Motherfucker use the sometimes-iffy "eclectic improvisation" approach to craft spellbinding music. They crossbreed genres (Indian ragas, jazz, folk, psych rock, spaghetti-western soundtracks, etc.) with intuitive grace and lace their long jams with lysergic effects that make you think you may already be a winner. Stephen Malkmus & the Jicks will be lugging and setting up gear all night. DAVE SEGAL



TUESDAY 6/29

THORN CITY IMPROV W/THE CHOSEN, OLDOMINION, BOOM BAP PROJECT, SHAYDO
(Ash, 225 SW Ash) This is Boom Bap Project's first show in Portland since announcing their forthcoming album will be released on MN hiphop label Rhymesayers (Atmosphere, Brother Ali). (The label will also release Grayskul, featuring Oldominion's JFK, Snafu and Onry Ozzborn.) Rhymesayers or no, Boom Bap has always been the smart boys nextdoor, a kind of laidback underground sound with an emphasis on lyricism. Take it easy. JS



RACHAEL YAMAGATA, JONATHAN RICE
(Lola's, 1332 W Burnside) It's been a rough week. The rain is coming down in sheets, and the Kate Hudson character has had her heart broken by the one man she thought she loved (played by, say, Heath Ledger before he really figured out how hot he is). She runs a bath in her Manhattan apartment, lights the scented Pottery Barn candles, and soaks in silence, listening to songs of romance gone awry thanks to a soundtrack from Rachael Yamagata, a talented vocalist who shapes her songs with a Norah Jones easy-listening mold. Yamagata's piano-based melodies are well-composed pieces of downtrodden pop, but they lack the edge even of a Fiona Apple teetering on collapse, making many of them sound like mood pieces for mainstream cinematic cheese. If only Yamagata would use those pipes to get away from the chain-store emotions and follow the darker side of her subconscious to more challenging places, she'd be coming out from under the wing of PJ Harvey instead of Sheryl Crow. JENNIFER MAERZ



AUF DER MAUR
(Dante's, 1 SW 3rd) See Music pg 19



TALKDEMONIC, PLAYERS, SCAPE
(Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison) Combining live drumming with pre-recorded instruments and a backdrop of eerie film footage, Talkdemonic is a true marriage of man and machine. Kevin O'Connor (the man) has a way of evoking foreign influences. Maybe he's thinking of Peru, shots of which make up some of the cover art on his full-length release, Mutiny Sunshine, but the overall effect has the tone of travel, exploratory and serene. MS



WEDNESDAY 6/30

THE SLIP, HAIRY APES BMX, MARCUS EATON
(Berbati's, 10 SW 3rd) The Slip's overwhelmingly pleasing roots rock can span from the sweetest Dylan-esque ballad to a throaty Tom Waits carnival song. It's music that spans the generations, based in guitar melody and solid story-telling vocals. This is a show you could bring your dad to, and for once, not feel embarrassed for yourself. KS



JACKIE, 01, RIDDENPAA
(Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison) A newer band which includes WK cronies Eric Johnson (Pulseprogramming), Shayla Hason (DJ Safi) and Dana (all around cool lady), Riddenpaa promises instrument switching and inventive melodies. Though I haven't seen them yet, judging from the integrity of the players it's bound to be rad and original. 01's pop music combines breezy vocals with flute and samples, while Jackie rips up the rock and roll. A good dose of eclecticism. JS

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