It’s common knowledge that the Mercury loves to make fun of the Pearl District. Lord how we loathe those yuppie yupsters with their yuppity-yup mobiles, and any restaurant that starts up in that condo-addled, godforsaken craphole has an uphill field to till
Justin Wescoat Sanders
Nibble ‘n’ Twitch
Pullout: Best Party Ever
Conduit Turns 10
Some day, in the not-so-distant future, when Portland has finally
Compagnie Marie Chouinard
Choreographers are painters of motion—the stage is their canvas, the dancers their brushes. But for Montreal’s Marie Chouinard, the stage is a diorama, and the dancers are the little pieces of fuzz-covered wire
Hit-and-Run
Based on a novel by Nigel Balchin, Separate Lies follows a hazy period
Extra Effort
Leaning forward to pick up on what my date was saying, it occurred to me that all sensation inside Olea was muted—it took effort just to hear words, to feel the tablecloth, to taste our food. Fancy restaurant energy was everywhere, and yet halfway through our meal we
Art Beat-Down
It’s October, which means the Portland arts train is chugging at full steam. Last weekend’s Affair at the Jupiter Hotel was dampened slightly by nasty weather. Art dealers from all three coasts (East, West, Gulf) huddled in their makeshift hotel-rooms-turned-art-galleries as local collectors and looky-loos sloshed from room to room “soaking in” hundreds of pieces […]
Underneath the Lintel
The pages of this very paper and others have heralded the Portland coming of
Glen Berger
Glen Berger’s O Lovely Glowworm, produced last spring by Portland Center Stage, was a fantastical journey through the mind of a blind stuffed goat, ruminating from its sad perch atop a rubbish heap in
I’m Staying Home
TV ON DVD, PART THREE I find even the most highbrow television trashy, largely because the manipulative excess of commercials hurts my soul. But the commercial-free DVD revolution has helped rekindle my interest, and I don’t hate television anymore. Here are some of the shows that brought me back into the fold. It’s good to […]
Dirty Story
Dirty Story Interstate Firehouse Cultural Center, 5340 N Interstate, 235-1101, Thurs-Sat 8 pm, Sun 2 pm, through Oct. 8, $15-20 What set last spring’s Drammy-award-winning production of Craig Wright’s Recent Tragic Events leagues and leagues apart from its competitors was not just its unique slant on the sharpest of relevant topics (a New York sophisticate […]
