Orange juice cartons, cherry-cola bottles and a wine jug litter the tables in Arlo Leach's attic music room. He's neither a lush nor a hoarder: He's a jugger.
According to Leach, there are dozens of other attics and basements like this in Portland. The Iowa-born Leach, whose flannel shirt and quiet manner make him more like a pre-electric Bob Dylan than a 39-year-old software engineer, says Portland is a hot spot for juggin'.
You'll find them jamming at Northeast Alberta Street's Anna Bannanas Cafe on the second Thursday of every month and at the Secret Society on Friday for Jugapalooza, which will feature six prominent jug bands in an old-fashioned jug-off.
I spent a recent Monday evening perched on a stool in Leach's attic learning the spittle-covered craft.