Young punks with old souls want to make rock ’n’ roll sweat again.
The members of Portland pop-punk band the Cry live and
breathe rock ’n’ roll, and you can tell just by looking at them. The
Ramones stare out from a pin on singer and lead songwriter Ray Nelse
Angel Olsen has been singing her entire life. Only now has she found her voice.
Angel Olsen made it clear at the start of her career that she wasn’t afraid to use her voice.
Her solo debut, the 2011 EP Strange Cacti,
was bare-boned, acoustic and raw, and highlighted b
[APOCALYPTIC MATH METAL] Between Easter, The Walking Dead
and Keith Richards’ uncanny life force, it’s safe to say pop culture’s
predilection for zombie kitsch is no longer weird. While necr
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