Hello, fall. Hello, cold weather. Hello, streets filled with yellow leaves. Hello kickass stuff to do: This week we got puppets! Puppets are fucking ugly, retarded, and creepy, right? Not when it’s Saturday’s Indie Puppet Night at Acme. Bruce Orr started the night to give local puppeteers an avenue for no-holds-barred, uncensored puppetry. Says the […]
Adam Gnade
It’s Who You Know
So, last week I reported on a post from writer Jessica Hopper’s site about American Apparel owner Dov Charney’s supposed sexist business practices. Due to an editorial flub up, the quote I used was attributed to both Hopper and Jane magazine. The quote was, in fact, all Hopper’s, as Charney pointed out when he emailed […]
It’s Who You Know
We were walking through SE, talking quietly and watching big steely gray thunderheads move over downtown. “That’d be a great house for it,” he said, pointing at a big, yellow Victorian on the corner. “For what?” “You don’t know? Real World: Portland—it’s coming next year!” I can’t confirm this, and it may be a total […]
Trashy Trashy Trash!
WHAT’S ROCKABILLY’S PROB? From Gene Vincent to the Stray Cats to the Cramps, its aesthetic is pure cartoon. Trashy girls
Wham-Bam-Fuck-You-Ma’am
LET’S TALK CANADA, shall we? It’s boring. It’s an effing BORING PLACE. And the fact that XBXRX
It’s Who You Know
I’m hearing gossip pounding like African drums, dark rumblings echoing from basements in Southeast, blasting out from porches in North Portland. After 11 years, the Dandy Warhols may be breaking up! Deepthroatic sources say the band is “super bummed” by the reaction to their latest record, Odditorium or Warlords of Mars (which www.pitchforkmedia.com gave a […]
Godspeed You! White Pop Band
There was a time not long ago when reviewers downplayed Swords (now sans Project) singing. Their press talked about prog
Please Pay Me: An Oral History
Pullout: Mercury Music Issue
Re-paving Mermaid Avenue
THERE WAS SOMETHING missing in Jay Farrar’s eyes. Check out recent photos of him and
Music Catches Up!
AS THE EVIL INTERNET threatens to usurp touring as the way to promote your schtick, Smog’s Bill Callahan remains elusive. You won’t find a Bill Callahan blog or a homesite or even a MySpace
OuchโThat Really Burned!
Pullout: The Fire Issue
The Pain and the Sweetness
IT’S FITTING that LA’s 400 Blows is named after a film. (Truffaut’s 1959 societal oppression joint, ‘case you were wondering.) Singer Skot Alexander
