A heartbroken Dharma Bum hits the road and restarts his career.
At a glance, Empty Through Empty Space, the new
album by Jeremy Wilson, has the backstory of a classic breakup record.
Guy meets girl, he moves across the country to be with her, things fall
This bottle of Arizona wine—yes, people are making the
stuff in that arid land of intolerance—declares itself “big yet subtle
and well balanced.” Kind of a bloodless description when you c
As the members of San Fermin stood in the parking lot of
the Red Lion Hotel near Portland International Airport last October,
staring at their rented tour van, it took them a moment to process wha
Music StoriesWho: Colin Jenkins (vocals, guitar, percussion), Steve Amon (keyboards), Richard Bennett (bass), Lee Ritter (drums).
Sounds like: A ’60s lounge band from Miami time-warped to present-day Portland.
For fans of: Frank Sinatra, the Beach Boys, Pink Martini.
Why you care: Colin Jenkins chronicles Portland
weirdness through Rio Grands’ forthcoming
[LES GIRLS] During the 15 years since Miho Hatori and Yuka Honda vanished into the intercontinental ether, their duo act, Cibo Matto, wasn’t
quite forgotten. If their initial pair of albums haven�
Art-damaged soul with an appetite for destruction.
Carlos Hernandez takes pleasure in harming the things he
cherishes most. In his band, Ava Luna, the Brooklyn-based musician
defaces the classic soul music he grew up on, stabbing it with dissonant
Frontier folk-rock born in the Oregon woods gets wild in Portland.
Alsea is a woodsy outpost roughly halfway
between Corvallis and the Oregon Coast. It’s the kind of place that’s
colored with every shade of green and brown, a logging target and
Father-son bonding over the 2014 Portland Jazz Festival.
My first clear musical memory is walking into my dad’s
wood shop and hearing the opening bars of John Coltrane’s “Giant Steps”
on his dust-caked boom box. It certainly wasn’t the first t
[MORTAL FOLK] In addition to his
tremendous songwriting prowess, Mark Kozelek’s interest in fascinating
subject matter has earned him a huge cult following. Since forming Sun Kil Moon
Why it’s time for the indie-rock giants to break up—again.
Frank Black doesn’t care about the Pixies.
He made that clear 20
years ago, when he famously broke up the band via fax, and he
reiterated how few fucks he gives this past fall. Bassist Kim Dea