FRIDAY, DEC. 21
A Very Joan Crawford Christmas[THEATER] If you want to avoid all the overwrought
Christmas offerings this
holiday season but still want to see
some theater, you should see A Very
Joan Crawford Christmas. The show
actually has very little to do with
Christmas; the holiday only serves as
an excuse for Joan Crawford to break
the fourth wall and invite the audience
into her apartment. Kam Sisco’s
Crawford is more desperate than evil,
but she’s all camp. She drinks several
vodka-Pepsis, scoffs at she-whoshall-not-be-named
(Bette Davis)
and encourages applause every time
the title of one of her movies is mentioned. AARON SPENCER.
Sanctuary
at Sandy Plaza, 1785 NE Sandy
Blvd., 239-5919. 7:30 pm Thursdays-
Saturdays, 2 pm Sundays through
Dec. 23. $15-$35.The Big Lebowski [MOVIES] For
those foolish holdouts who remain unconvinced that The Big Lebowski
is the funniest movie ever made, here are the perennial 12 reasons: a check made out for 69 cents, Marty the Landlord’s dance cycle, lingonberry
pancakes, Jesus and the Gipsy Kings, Sobchak Security, “How ya gonna keep ’em down on the farm once they’ve
seen Karl Hungus?”, whale songs, the proximity of the In-N-Out Burger,
Logjammin’, Branded or at least the bulk of the series, the Malibu Police
Department coffee mug, “Dude’s car
got a little dinged up.” Really, I could go on like this for years. AARON MESH.
Clinton Street Theater. 6:50 and
9:20 pm Friday-Thursday, Dec. 21-27.
Grammies, DNA Series[MUSIC] Doomed to be
forever un-Google-able and relegated
to a periphery of St. Johns
bars and house shows, Grammies
must prefer it that way. Both saxophonist
Noah Bernstein and percussionist
Dan Sutherland have
successful gigs with a few up-andcoming
acts, including Tune-Yards
and Portland’s own Shy Girls. But
running their respective instruments
through a gauntlet of effects,
Grammies is the time for both musicians
to freak out—and stretch their
chops. The hypnotic, looped pulse
of the sax against deep, soulful
synth beats is equally appropriate
for a slow grind or a mushroom trip.
Precise syncopation adds tense flair
to a few tracks. After a Grammies
show, the effect is almost postcoital,
with the scrubbed cleanliness
you get after free jazz and the smirk
from romantic R&B. MITCH LILLIE.
Slim’s Cocktail Bar, 8635 N Lombard
St., 286-3854. 9 pm. Call venue for
ticket information. 21+.
Brownish Black,
DJ Drew Groove[MUSIC] When M.D. Sharbatz
goes for high notes typically
reserved for James Brown or Otis
Redding, his voice cracks like old
paint, straining to reach well beyond
the singer’s range. But that imperfection
is exactly what makes PDX
funk-soul outfit Brownish Black so
fantastically listenable. Combined
with co-vocalist Vicki Porter’s
smooth delivery, blaring horns and
funked-up organ hooks, this is the
kind of slick, explosive and infectious
stuff you’d expect to hear
blaring from a crowded underground
speakeasy in Detroit. Your
only choice is to get the fuck down.
AP KRYZA.
Spare Room, 4830 NE
42nd Ave., 503-287-5800. 9 pm.
$5. 21+.
Cool Nutz [HIP HOP] Terrance “Cool Nutz” Scott has
been called “the ambassador of Portland hiphop”
for so long it’s easy to forget he’s not a self-appointed
diplomat but a tough MC who earned
that title. As
a rapper, Nutz is decidedly blue-collar. There’s nothing showy about
his rhymes, and his deep, buttery flow is almost entirely affectless, to
the point he often sounds more like a community organizer addressing
the city council than any sort of microphone assassin.
Someday Lounge, 125 NW 5th Ave., with
Illmaculate, Beejan, DJ O.G.ONE and DJ Fatboy, on Friday, Dec.
21. 9 pm. $10. 21+. Toy donations encouraged.
SATURDAY, DEC. 22
The Santaland Diaries
[THEATER] The Santaland Diaries, David Sedaris’
brutally comedic account of a stint
playing wage-slave elf “Crumpet”
for Macy’s annual Yuletide installation,
always seemed an odd evergreen
to brighten the theatrical season
of giving. As a one-man show with
minimal staging, the unflinching depiction
of a shopping public too boastful
or benumbed to temper their worst
instincts doesn’t exactly ennoble the
audience. Amid nastier moments (talk
of special children with one in the fifth
row, say), it’s a Christmas miracle that
the spirit never dims. For this fourth
Portland Center Stage run, Darius
Pierce dons the striped leggings for
the first time, and the local stage and
television veteran navigates the poles
of impish self-deprecation and scathing
misanthropy with an eye toward
sheer momentum. Pierce, whose shiny
dome and mischievous mien helplessly
suggest Dr. Evil, doesn’t linger
excessively over his observations and,
playing a character as fractured by
seasonal expectations as anyone he
encounters, he wrings genuine sentiment
from the sappiest time of the
year. JAY HORTON.
Gerding Theater,
128 NW 11th Ave., 445-3700. 7:30 pm
Tuesdays-Sundays, 2 pm Saturdays and
Sundays, 12 pm Thursdays. Through
Dec. 30. $30-$59.
Con Bro Chill[MUSIC] Are these guys serious?
Very serious. Sort of. Ridiculousness is Con Bro Chill’s stock-in-trade. The band’s music is a high-fructose blend of OK Go’s hyperactive power pop and the garish party rock of LMFAO. Its live shows have the sugar-rush energy of a Saturday-morning cereal commercial. Its primary instrument is a keytar. It’s
outlandish, and maybe a bit obnoxious, but that doesn’t
mean the band is an ironic goof. Instead, Con Bro Chill embraces
the Andrew W.K. philosophy of orgiastic optimism: Its message is
to love life, and it leads by extreme example.
Wonder Ballroom, 128 NE Russell St.,
on Saturday, Dec. 22. 8 pm. $10 advance, $15 day of show. All ages.
Donald Glaude
[DJ] The Tacoma-born, internationally bred DJ has done as much as Carl Craig and Juan Atkins to popularize the 4/4 pulse and squiggly melodies of club music here in the states.
The Whiskey Bar, 31 NW 1st Ave., 227-0405. 10 pm. $10. 21+.
Kelli Schaefer, Tope, Slang [MUSIC] Although her voice is well-equipped
for that of a female folk singer,
Kelli Schaefer won’t let it sway
her. Instead, she moves between
belting out her vocals with weaponized
intensity against heavy
electric guitar and warbling with
delicacy atop acoustic fingerpicking. Sometimes she goes at it with
nothing but her own pipes to back
her. While there’s no doubt the
Portlander can sing a lovely song,
what really elevates Schaefer’s
work is her dynamic experimentation,
her ability to place two differing
ideas alongside each other
and still create a cohesive sound.
Tonight’s show—which also includes
the soulful MC Tope—marks the
fourth annual holiday celebration
for local record label Amigo/
Amiga. There’s potential for some
interesting Christmas tunes with
this lineup. We’ll see what happens.
EMILEE BOOHER.
Doug Fir Lounge,
830 E Burnside St., 231-9663. 9 pm.
$7 advance, $10 day of show. 21+.
SUNDAY, DEC. 23
The Body Beautiful
in Ancient Greece [VISUAL ARTS] Although The Body Beautiful is a traveling
show that originated at the
British Museum in London, its Portland
installment admirably cross-pollinates
with Northwest artists and arts organizations. This celebration of Classical
statuary, vases and other artifacts
partnered with Seattle sculptor and
conceptual artist John Grade (winner
of the Arlene Schnitzer Prize at 2011’s
Contemporary Northwest Art Awards)
and Oregon Ballet Theatre. The result
was a moving dance performance in
October entitled Ekho. Choreographed
by Christopher Stowell, it wove the
myth of Narcissus into a homoerotic
pas de deux, with two male dancers
mirroring one another’s movements as
if glimpsing one another on the glassy
surface of a lake. Grade’s fabric-based
sculptural set pieces exemplified a
cross-disciplinary spirit all too rare in
the Northwest art scene. Through Jan.
6.
Portland Art Museum, 1219 SW Park
Ave., 226-0973.
A Tuna Christmas
[THEATER] Tuna, Texas, seems
to be everything Portland isn’t.
Everyone’s got a gun, dancing is a little
too liberal for town tastes and the local
burger joint is the busiest and healthiest
restaurant in town. Just 24 hours
before Christmas, the 22 inhabitants
of Tuna are scrambling to overcome
family differences and find out who’s
been sabotaging everyone’s yard decorations. From horny teenage gum-poppers
to lonely Baptist divorcees, all 22
Tuna townsfolk are played by Jeffrey
Jason Gilpin and Alan King with the help of flawless costume changes,
often within the same scene. Oneliners
thrive under the guidance
of Drammy-winning director Philip
Cuomo. Vera Carp, the gun-happiest
in town, asks in a commercial for
her gun shop, “Wouldn’t you rather
shoot someone than have them run
off with your toaster?” Costumes
aside, the physical comedy is serviceable,
though not given much
room to succeed amid the barrage
of zingers. Insider allusions to Audie
Murphy and The Miracle Worker pose
as intelligent jokes, but their quick
delivery will send them over the
heads of most audience members.
Nevertheless, A Tuna Christmas is
a very well-executed, side-splittingly
funny parody of how the
other side of America lives. MITCH
LILLIE.
Winningstad Theatre, Portland
Center for the Performing Arts, 1111
SW Broadway, 946-7272. 7:30 pm
Tuesday-Sunday and 2 pm Saturday-
Sunday, Dec. 18-23. $20-$42.50.
Oregon Ballet Theatre [DANCE] A source of nostalgia and parody
both in and outside the ballet world,
The Nutcracker has its charms, particularly
the enduring Tchaikovsky
score (performed live), the saberrattling
battle between toy soldiers
and giant mice and the cast
of colorful characters who whirl
through the Land of Sweets. Oregon
Ballet Theatre does the George
Balanchine version of the piece, with
all the formalism and sparkle that
entails.
Keller Auditorium, 222 SW
Clay St., 800-745-3000. 7:30 pm
Wednesdays-Fridays, 2 pm and 7:30
pm Saturdays-Sundays.
Kevin Calaba (of
Stars of Track and Field)[MUSIC] Since
releasing two full-length albums
with his indie-pop band Stars of
Track and Field (the name is taken
from a Belle & Sebastian tune),
former frontman Kevin Calaba
has been quietly writing songs
and playing shows in New York
City. After the Stars’ 2009 sophomore
record, A Time for Lions ,
which proved grossly perfect for
scoring television dramas, Calaba
briefly assumed the band name
Elijah Bonfire, followed by the
moniker the False Idols. Now, he’s
going by his own name. I think.
At least, that’s what he is using
for tonight’s performance, during
which the ex-Portlander will play
an acoustic set, suiting his smooth
voice better than the hyperproduced
commercial pop he was
once dangerously moving toward.
EMILEE BOOHER.
Doug Fir
Lounge, 830 E Burnside St., 231-
9663. 9 pm. $10. 21+.