I spend probably too much time complaining about how I'm not sure I like Portland any more now that the city is becoming, in the immortal words of Mercury News Editor Denis Theriault, a "playground for finnicky rich people." And hey look, these guys wrote a song about it!

I know it's dangerous to romanticize Portland's scuzzier, less bourgie past, but... I do it anyway. And I'm grateful that my rent only went up $50 this year.