Here’s a just released Portlandia clip—now with drool-inducing Portland indie-rock stars such as James Mercer (The Shins), Colin Meloy (The Decemberists), and Corin Tucker (Sleater-Kinney… hmmm…. I wonder if she and Carrie know each other?). The rockers make up a fictional band called “Echo Echo” who are checking into one of Portland’s fancy (and useless) boutique hotels—and with that, LET THE HILARITY (if you’d like to call it that) ENSUE!


Well?

Bang bang, choo-choo train, let me see you shake that thang. Wm. Steven Humphrey is the editor-in-chief of the Portland Mercury and has held the job since 2000. (So don’t get any funny ideas.)

31 replies on “New <i>Portlandia</i> Clip: All-Star Edition!”

  2. Didn’t care for that. Should’ve been about a jetlagged politician dosed on ecstasy and a jumpy but money-hungry massage therapist at the “Hotel Aida.” She could trick him into jerking himself off and making out with the bedspread while she sucks down his Veuve Clicquot.

  4. I almost laughed at Fred’s line about the typewriter, but then Carrie undercut the joke.

    Indie rock musicians just shouldn’t try to play comedy.

  7. I don’t like that these bands represent Portland- seeing as though they suck.

    Poison Idea
    Wipers
    Meercaz
    Danava

    None of this pansy shit.

  10. I found it funny. Prolly it`s because your outshined and most of you are artists wannabes who in they`re 20`s haven`t sold more than 500 records or paintings and don`t like typewriters and shit. Mostly the typewriter shit. Bu huuu. Go cry on some one else’s shoulders.

  19. It is unfortunate that a town that once produced bands like PI, Lockjaw, Sado-Nation, Final Warning, et al is now defined by thoroughly wussed-out indie dweeb rock, or whatever alt-schlock Carrie and Fred tell us Portland is about.

  21. Don’t you faggots get all confused and butthurt now. I ain’t talking about queens and fairies n’ such. I got no beef with them cats. Not all queens are faggots, but all faggots are irritating.

    I’m talking about faggots here. Dipshit assholes that move here from the midwest and ruin everything with overgrown beards and terrible music. Twee-turd bohumbobumbo’s that are too cool to ride on more than one gear and get their panties in a bunch over words like ‘faggot’ ‘retard’ ‘fat bitch’ and ‘gay’. Pissant pollyannas that shed vegan tears for the dead cows of delicious hamburgers. Ugh…too many faggots in this town of my birth. It makes me want to vomit. I shall make it my mission to fuck their girlfriends and make them cry.

    Less faggotry, more groovy, more heavy. Please.

  22. Quit bitching and get a`working on it then TageSavage, you might get elected for something by someone in somewhere. Don`t be a wuss. This is your job. (is your last sentence referring to the Gf`s or to their respectable Bf`s? Come on, proper writing…)

  23. Well yeah, but identifying the problem is the first step, but you can’t run on a platform of a set of aesthetics. And I actually meant both the ‘bf’s’ and ‘gf’s’. Shorthand isn’t proper writing either either (FAIL).

  27. Yeah but if he`s got no gain then no one is gonna listen to him but his cousin in Oklahoma or the board of directors of the ex radio that he ex worked for.

  30. And when I did DJ for KPSU I’d get an average of 200 downloads per show and sometimes as much as a 1000. The Sweet And Sour Savage Hour destroyed every Saturday night.

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