Beau Van Hinklywinkle WHO: Smart and funny innovator who creates live, story-telling slide shows and other situationist/living art endeavors. WHY: Because he’s hilarious, and also because he’ll be showing two new presentations, Mod Fashion in the ’90s and The JFK Assassination Story, alongside filmmaker Johanna Hibbard and musicians Glacier Park at The Charm Bracelet (Stumptown […]
Julianne Shepherd
Put Them on the Radio!
IT’S RARE that I say, “This band should be on mainstream pop radio” and mean it as a compliment. Amid all the music that comes off the assembly line of the choking, corporate-driven airwaves, there are, of course, few bands that can impress both your average mainstream listener, and your average indie rock musician. The […]
Special Chinese Astrology Section
LOVE THE “THONG SONG” but heard it way too often? Worn out your cassingle of “Hot for Teacher”? Listened to Pearl Jam’s Ten enough to make you kill your classmates? Fret no more! We’ve scoured the city for the newest and best bands, and by using the unfailing, accurate Chinese Astrology method, we’ve matched each […]
Someone Needs a Career Change
GOOD PORN DOCUMENTARIES are not made for the same people who like watching pornography. They’re made for amateur sociologists, women’s studies students, and scholarly voyeurs. The well-made ones are often depressing, delving deeply into the subject’s psyche, and indulging the audience in the ultimate question: What moves a person to choose pornography as profession? Girl […]
Get Lost in Time
BEFORE YOU LISTEN to Duracraft, the new four-song EP by The Prids, you should turn up your stereo as loud as it can possibly go without breaking champagne glasses. That’s because this album deserves to become the landscape of the room, the car, or wherever you are listening. Its sound rises up from the floorboards […]
A Not-So-Quiet Riot
IN THE WORLD of rock music, hardly anything mainstream actually rocks anymore, in the truest sense of the word. I mean, examine the contents of the most recent Rolling Stone magazine: The Backstreet Boys. U2. ‘N Sync. Granted, RS has become more of a bible of nostalgia than a voice of the railing youth, but […]
Truly
Steve Kramp is a folky singer-songwriter whose acoustic guitar-picking ranges from moonlit and delicate to railing and aggressive. His passionate tenor voice contains a beautifully oily, natural vibrato that can melt anyone’s heart. Steve Kramp is also charming, warm, and cordial. You can hear it in his music. He is so cordial, in fact, that […]
Uwajimaya
10500 Beaverton-Hillsdale Hwy, 503-643-4512 Do not be fooled by Uwajimaya. Though it masquerades as an “Asian Food Market,” its real identity is “Magical Wonderland” if you crave the visually titillating, painfully sweet world of Japanese junk food. Worse for your health and more fun than American snacks, you can purchase it cheaply at this sprawling […]
Baby, Come Home!
YOU WANT I should take a shower? I must stink, or something. Mere weeks after two of my absolute favorite bands of all time (sorry, Morrissey) fled the misty boroughs of Washington state to settle in Portland, they had to go and tour. HOW COULD THEY DO THIS TO ME–I’m yearning, I’m yearning! What’s even […]
Progger
IN THE EARLY ’90S, while an entire generation of Beat Happening fanatics were making the simplest music possible, Polvo was dirtying things up. Employing a distinctly low-key sound (every track sounded as if a layer of fuzz was applied), yet playing mysteriously jagged, minor-key discordance that smacked of good musicianship, Polvo eschewed the fresh-off-the-street sound […]
Who Needs New York?
I WAS HALF-DRUNK at the Luna Lounge in NYC; long unwashed, the rank cigarette stench on my clothes was only outdone by seven full days of city grit caked on my hands and face. It was CMJ, and I’d been waiting in line for the bathroom for like a fucking hour, and as I was […]
CHILLIN’ IN THE CRIB
Breakdancing (along with bandannas and stonewashed denim) is preserved forever in these amazing films. Learn by watching, but remember these people are professionals, so don’t get too ambitious–even Alfonso Ribeiro fucked up his neck on a spin. Wild Style (1983)–Scooby-Doo!!! This is the original breakdancin’, graffiti-sprayin’, old school rappin’ movie. Zoro is screwed: His girlfriend […]
