How I learned to stop worrying and love the Willamette River.
Ezra Ace Caraeff
Ezra Ace Caraeff is the former Music Editor for the Mercury, and spent nearly a third of his life working at the paper. More importantly, he is the owner of Olive, the Mercury’s unofficial office dog. His writing has appeared in The Fader, The Stranger, The Onion's A.V. Club, ESPN's TrueHoop network, and countless fanzines that are thankfully long out of print. He makes a mean tofu scramble and yes, Ace is really his middle name.
Posted inMusic
This is What it Looks Like When a Backhoe Meets Satyricon
Tipster Gregory Day was kind enough to send us these photos of the famed Satyricon building meeting its ultimate demise at the hands of a demolition crew. While the punk rock landmark is now literally just a pile of rubble, you can always post your (hazy) memories here. Teary-eyed punks should not click the jump, […]
Posted inHorrors
That’ll Do, Talking Racist Dennis Miller Doll. That’ll Do.
Our Republican cat has a new favorite toy Looking to kill some time before Lost Lander took the stage on Saturday afternoon for their (quite excellent) PDX Pop Now! set, the better half and I went exploring the vast aisles of unwanted goods at City Liquidators. While walking there, I regaled my wife about the […]
Posted inDiscomfort Zone
Let’s Make Things Very Uncomfortable for Sarah Mirk
Hahahaha, a George Lopez show, poetry, or a picnic with my genetically-blessed brethren? Clearly no one here knows anything about me. Did they suggest the Juggalo-ish puppet show hiphop band? Of course not. Looks like my co-workers actually “like” and “care” for me. Pussies. All of them. That is why I want you, loyal citizens […]
Posted inVideo
Unknown Mortal Orchestra — “Ffunny Ffrends” (Video)
The Nielson brothers just might be the greatest export to emerge from Oceania—sorry, studs—but following the disintegration of the Mint Chicks, the Kiwi/Portland siblings have gone their separate ways. New Zealand gets Kody Nielson, while us Oregonians are lucky to have Ruban Nielson amongst our ranks. Ruban is the man behind the once-secretive project (read […]
Posted inMusic
Shhhh, It’s the Quiet Music Festival
Kyp Malone If it’s too loud, than… well, it’s probably too loud. The inaugural Quiet Music Festival of Portland just might be the only music fest that wants nothing to do with volume. Curated by LA/Portland artist Chris Johanson, the event hosted by Disjecta on August 12 and 13 is made up of national and […]
Posted inSports
The NFL Lockout is Over!
Yay, we beat the Houston Oilers! Wait, what’s a Houston Oiler again? Men of America, your Sundays will no longer be spent working around the house, attending church, or attentively listening to your spouse—cue that fucking Hank Williams II song—football is back! According to CBS Sports reporter Mike Newman the players union has agreed to […]
Posted inVideo
The Prids – “Waste Our Time” (Video)
As previously mentioned here on the blog, the Prids are filming a video for every single song on their latest recording, Chronosynclastic. So far the band has done the obligatory tour footage video, a sentimental clip that tugs at the heartstrings, and a video that wouldn’t be safe to view if you worked at Hustler. […]
Posted inMovies & TV
Hold Still, Ryan Gosling is Going to Hammer This Bullet Into Your Skull
While on his annual nerd Hajj to Comic Con, Erik Henriksen left specific instructions for me to not touch his prized collection of M.U.S.C.L.E. toys, nor am I allowed to read this towering stack of erotic She’s the Sheriff fan fiction left on his desk. Most of all, under no circumstance am I allowed to […]
Posted inFood and Drink
Brass Tacks Sandwiches is Now Open
I ate everything here (except the fork) North Vancouver Ave. isn’t know for its dining options. There is a cart or two and maybe Lv’s Restaurant, but if you want to eat you either head east to Williams or west to Mississippi. Hopefully that will change with the opening of Brass Tracks Sandwiches, which swung […]
Posted inMusic
Win Tickets to Fucked Up!
Daniel Boud Fucked Up The End Hits home for wayward tickets wants to send you and a friend to see the amazing Fucked Up this Saturday night at the Hawthorne Theatre. Win ’em here.
Posted inMusic
Bob Dylan’s Grandson Spits Some FIre
Jakob Dylan, you can step down now. The Dylan lineage has now given us a new punchline: Pablo Dylan. Yes, the very same up-and-coming emcee that recorded “Top of the World” and declared “Bitch I’m gonna get that crown, while I’m at it I might reinvent sound.” Evidently sound is reinvented by sounding like a […]