ANNE-MARIE SANDERSON, ANNA FRITZ, RYAN FRANCESCONI AND MIRABAI PEART
(Alberta Street Pub, 1036 NE Alberta) British-born, Portland-based singer/songwriter Anne-Marie Sanderson makes songs that ripple, peacefully, like circles in the water—full of gradual but unstoppable outward motion. Her new EP, Shadows & Sparks, is gentle and kind, with violin and cello (performed by tonight's bill-mates Mirabai Peart and Anna Fritz, respectively) combining with Sanderson's acoustic guitar and captivating voice in some delicate, but by no means flimsy, folk. NED LANNAMANN
ELEANOR MURRAY, BENJAMIN BLAKE, JOHANNA WARREN
(The Waypost, 3120 N Williams) Eleanor Murray has been quietly making jaw-dropping albums in Olympia since 2008. Riding a nice line between understated and adventurous, her work manages to appeal to singer/songwriter and folk audiences while simultaneously defying most expectations of the genre. Imagine Gillian Welch collaborating with Angel Olsen to interpret Court and Spark-era Joni Mitchell songs. The fact that Eleanor Murray still exists in relative obscurity is mysterious and simply ridiculous. At tonight's show, her first in Portland in well over a year, expect to be treated to some as-yet-unrecorded songs alongside her already rich catalog of material. JOSHUA JAMES AMBERSON
SABERTOOTH MICRO FEST: SLEEP, NOTHING, BLACK PUSSY
(Crystal Ballroom, 1332 W Burnside) Sleep were a fairly retro band on their debut album Volume One and the stoner/doom metal classic Holy Mountain, worshiping at the altar of Sabbath (Black), Cheer (Blue), and vintage amps (Orange). But they pushed into new territory on what would ultimately become their swansong, 2003's Dopesmoker. The strain of trying to put out an hour-long doom metal song about Weed-Priests, a Marijuanaut, Hasheeshians, and the Weedian proved more than Sleep could handle, and strife with a record label that didn't want to put out an hour-long song led to the band parting ways in the late '90s. Members went on to form High on Fire and Om, but after a few years of sporadic reunion gigs, Sleep is once again an ongoing concern. Last year, the Hasheeshians released "The Clarity," their first new recording of sticky-icky riffs in a decade and a half. MATTHEW W. SULLIVAN Also see My, What a Busy Week!, and All-Ages Action!
DEEP SEA DIVER, THE DELINES, HOLIDAY FRIENDS
(Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi) You've seen Jessica Dobson. You just never noticed her. You've likely seen her playing guitar over on the side of the stage, while Beck, Spoon, Conor Oberst, or Yeah Yeah Yeahs commanded all the attention. Or maybe you've seen her playing guitar with the Shins, while James Mercer invariably hogged the spotlight. All the while, Dobson has maintained her own project, Deep Sea Diver, penning beautiful indie folk and dream-pop music. With Dobson on guitar and vocals, husband Peter Mansen on drums, Elliot Jackson on lead guitar, and Garrett Gue on bass, Deep Sea Diver has only one full-length and one EP to their name. But Dobson quit her cushy day jobs not long ago to commit herself to Deep Sea Diver, so we can reasonably expect more to come. Willy Vlautin's brilliant new(ish) project, the Delines, shares the bill, which means you will be getting much more than your money's worth at tonight's show. SANTI ELIJAH HOLLEY
KRYCEK, NATURAL MAGIC
(The Liquor Store, 3341 SE Belmont) A stalwart of the Portland electronic music scene and one-half of live duo Acid Farm, Krycek—AKA Morgan Hynson—will debut his new 12-inch single, 1991, with a live hardware performance full of spacey jams and hypnotic rhythms. The single itself is a house thumper full of the summer vibes that are Hynson's signature sound. It's being released by Champ Records, the new vinyl label founded by the snack masters behind the Potato Champion food cart. Food carts and vinyl records—a perfect pairing for Portland, don't ya think? The event takes place at the recently opened Liquor Store, a newly renovated venue in the former Blue Monk space on SE Belmont that's equipped with a Funktion-One sound system. For those unfamiliar, that means it's going to sound damn good in there. CHRISTINA BROUSSARD
DILLA TRIBUTE NIGHT: TONY OZIER AND FRIENDS, REV. SHINES, DJ KEZ, RONIN ROC
(Rotture, 315 SE 3rd) Since J Dilla's untimely death in 2006, his renown has only continued to grow, to the point where he is arguably more famous now than he was back when he was living in Detroit, knocking out beats for a large but mostly underground client list. Dilla was behind some of the greatest hiphop albums of the '90s, often anonymously and uncredited, but it wasn't until after he passed that the impact of his influence was fully felt. Musicians and critics have now spent the better part of a decade giving credit where credit is due, cementing Dilla's legacy as one of the greatest beat makers to ever wield an MPC. All across the world, Dilla tribute shows have been held on or near his birthday, and tonight Ante Up Portland throws their second annual tribute night, with DJs Rev. Shines, Ronin Roc, and DJ Kez. Tony Ozier is also on board this year, leading a live band through Dilla's visionary music. SEH
SABERTOOTH MICRO FEST: KURT VILE AND THE VIOLATORS, THE MINDERS, THE SHIVAS
(Crystal Ballroom, 1332 W Burnside) On the second night of the Crystal Ballroom's three-day Sabertooth Micro Fest, Philadelphia-based songwriter Kurt Vile drops by for a one-off tour date that should provide the perfect opportunity for him to unveil material off the eagerly anticipated follow-up to his 2013 release, Wakin on a Pretty Daze. As that album's title might suggest, Vile's spacious and breezy guitar-rock should provide the perfect comedown from stoner-metal giants Sleep, who play on Friday. Flanked by his backing band the Violators, Vile has the ability to effortlessly glide through hazy and meditative earworms, some of which extend the 10-minute mark, giving them ample time to burrow in deep. CHIPP TERWILLIGER Also see My, What a Busy Week!, and All-Ages Action!
THE DICKIES, RENDERED USELESS, SYMPTOMS, ETHER CIRCUS, RACHAEL MILES
(Tonic Lounge, 3100 NE Sandy) As part of Los Angeles' first wave of punk-rock outfits, the Dickies levitated like slacker phoenixes throughout the Southern California valley, stomping out a decidedly UK-influenced brand of snooty, snotty punk. The Dickies' secret was in their tongue-in-cheek performances and their devotion to the melodic quotient of punk's energy. Led by vocalist Leonard Graves Phillips' exaggerated stage presence and humorous repartee, the Dickies pretty much pioneered the earliest aggressive efforts of what became known as pop-punk. The band's had a hell of a lot of lineup changes over the last five decades, and hasn't released a studio album since 2001's All This and Puppet Stew. Instead, the band continues to tour, prompting frenetic bouts of nostalgia and one-way time travel to the classic punk era. Pick up a copy of The Incredible Shrinking Dickies in preparation and live, man. RYAN J. PRADO
(Wonder Ballroom, 128 NE Russell) Logic, a rapper from Maryland, seems like the embodiment of hiphop's near future. He is 25 years old with four mixtapes and a full-length album, Under Pressure, on his résumé. He's signed to the big, powerful Def Jam record label, but remains independently minded; you can hear it in his interviews. He's as sharp as a tack, with rhymes that bounce around from braggadocio to pop-culture references to sobering talk about his difficult childhood. And the guy can rap. At times, Logic sounds like J. Cole. More often, he sounds like Kendrick Lamar. When he wants to, he can close-enough carry a tune à la Drake. And he picks sturdy, soulful beats. Bottom line: Logic's relatively new on the rap scene, but he's got his act together and is on the verge of big things. BEN SALMON
CARMINA BURANA: OREGON SYMPHONY, PORTLAND SYMPHONIC CHOIR, PACIFIC YOUTH CHOIR
(Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall, 1037 SW Broadway) The Oregon Symphony rarely augment their vocal performances with translations projected above the stage, but this will certainly not keep me away when they play Carmina Burana Saturday through Monday. Composed in 1937 by one-hit wonder Carl Orff, the staggering cantata features deliciously bawdy 13th-century lyrics set to a dramatic score requiring a beefed-up orchestra, two pianos, three opera singers, a symphonic choir, and a children's chorus. The assembled musical force blows away listeners from the get-go, launching into an über-famous and gloriously bombastic ode to Fortune's fickle dealings. Orff's supremely fun work celebrates a litany of sensual pleasures like binge drinking and deflowering young maidens, but the impassioned aria for solo tenor—who assumes the juicy role of a recently killed, currently roasted swan—intrudes midway to remind us how Fortune can snatch away every joy in an instant. Seize your fleeting chance to hear 246 brilliant musicians dismiss virtue and extol vice. BRIAN HORAY
AAN, HELVETIA, CABANA
(Bunk Bar, 1028 SE Water) It's been slightly over a year since off-kilter rock quartet Aan released their fantastic debut album, Amor Ad Nauseum. If you haven't familiarized yourself with the band's frenetic yet sharpened live show, you owe it to yourself to come out tonight. Established fans should also take note, as Aan have a fresh new lineup for 2015, and they plan to showcase new material from their forthcoming LP. If that's not incentive enough, tonight they share the stage with another outstanding Portland-based shape-shifting rock outfit, the criminally underappreciated Helvetia. With seven albums under their belt, Helvetia have quietly honed their stripped-down take on experimental rock. The band's last album, 2012's Nothing in Rambling, draws the listener in with warm organ tones and kaleidoscopic guitar effects. Helvetia craft psychedelic comfort food of the highest order, and joining them for their strange but familiar journey is a trip well worth taking. CT
SABERTOOTH MICRO FEST: STARDEATH AND WHITE DWARFS, MORGAN DELT, WAMPIRE
(Crystal Ballroom, 1332 W Burnside) Though the bill puts Oklahoma-born Flaming Lips-affiliated wastoids Stardeath and White Dwarfs in the headlining spot, you'd do well to reserve some of your attention for opener Morgan Delt. This recent Sub Pop signee from California released one of 2014's most delightful, third-eye-tickling bits of psychedelia with his self-titled album. The 11-track disc incorporates the zonked skronk of early Pink Floyd on tracks like "Make My Gray Brain Green," gives the krautrock obsessives a little happy pill on the pulsating "Tropicana," and plays the whole thing like a Peter Max painting animated by Terry Gilliam. Time your psychotropic intake accordingly; you'll want it to kick in right when Delt does. ROBERT HAM Also see My, What a Busy Week!, and All-Ages Action!
ARIEL PINK, JACK NAME, HOSANNAS
(Hawthorne Theatre, 1507 SE César E. Chávez) Genre blender du jour Ariel Pink (which is at once the name of the dude and his band, e.g., Bon Jovi) notoriously made the transmogrification from bedroom-dwelling lo-fi dork to Pitchfork sensation with his 2010 record, Before Today, and deservedly so. His latest, the decade-defying Pom Pom, is his most ambitious since the leap, exceeding an hour in length and encompassing an unquantifiable amount of musical territory. Album opener "Plastic Raincoats in the Pig Parade" sounds like a parody of "Who Loves the Sun" (which is already disputably a parody of the Mamas and the Papas); "Lipstick" could have been a hit for Hall and Oates, and the surreally gorgeous "Put Your Number in My Phone" manages to sound both entirely provincial and 40 years old. MORGAN TROPER Also see My, What a Busy Week!
ALVARIUS B, MAZEN KERBAJ
(Turn! Turn! Turn!, 8 NE Killingsworth) While much of the city clambers to see what Coachella and Sasquatch! acts will hit Portland around the time of those festivals later this spring, experimental music fans have been keeping an eye on the runoff we'll pick up from this weekend's Seattle Improvised Music Festival. A couple of artists stop by before and after the event, including this Monday's performance by Mazen Kerbaj. According to some, this 39-year-old musician/comic book artist is partially responsible for the creation of an experimental music scene in Beirut, led by his impactful trumpet studies, which emphasize watery blurts, reedy drones, and whispered breaths over the instrument's usual tones. He's joined this evening by Alvarius B, the musical alter ego of former Sun City Girl guitarist Alan Bishop, who adheres to a strict diet of raw, ribald blues and fractured-world, music-inspired visions. RH
THE GET AHEAD, REDRAY FRAZIER, ARA LEE
(Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi) The roots of new Portland R&B powerhouse the Get Ahead were forged, oddly enough, through roller derby. Vocalist Juliet Howard—a former roller derby skater by the name of Sedusa Destroy—found herself drawn to drunken sing-alongs at parties with a fellow skater's boyfriend, Nathan Earle. The rest, so far, can be found in the band's impressive debut LP, Volcano. The pair's seemingly innate vocal embodiment of soul pioneers like Sam Cooke, James Brown, and Etta James propels them into a relatively quiet corner of Portland's music community. Rest assured, their debut LP, Volcano, is a loud statement, percolating with funk grooves and Howard's husky voice, with tasteful saxophone, chirpy guitar accents, and downright dance-worthy jams. The band gets bolder on tunes like the punk-pinched "Dollars to Doughnuts"; Earle's impassioned delivery on the mic is reason enough to drop everything and go to the band's release show tonight. RJP