Friday, Feb. 15
The Silence of the Goat
Look, no promises or anything, but
last time we were there at Simply Vietnamese they said the goat came in on Friday. That was last week. But if they're doing it again this Friday, we advise you get down there for some tenderloin. Because damn.
Simply Vietnamese, 2218 NE 82nd Ave., 208-3391. 7 am-10 pm Monday-Friday, 9 am-10 pm Saturday-Sunday.
Alien Boy: The Life and Death of James Chasse[FILM] Infuriating, tragic, heartbreaking and incendiary
in equal measures, Portland filmmaker Brian
Lindstrom’s
Alien Boy: The Life and Death of James
Chasse is a documentary that plays out like a horror
film and leaves you absolutely breathless. The story is one familiar
to any Portlander who has picked up a newspaper any time in the past
seven years: Chasse, crippled by schizophrenia but by all accounts harmless,
was beaten by Portland police, died in custody and was the subject
of a massive cover-up that portrayed him as a monster.
Alien Boy: The Life and Death of James Chasse premieres
at the Portland International Film Festival at Cinema 21, 616 NW 21st
Ave., at 7 pm Friday, Feb. 15. It also plays at Cinema 21 on Feb. 24-28.
The Box Marked Black
[THEATER] When completing
college applications, Damaris Webb
checked her race as “other.” This label
also applies to her solo show, which
fuses dance, sock puppetry and metafictional
storytelling. In the absence
of easy description, “delightful” will
have to do. Webb, In a quick hour,
addresses the muddy topic of diversity
with grace and dexterity. Even more
commendable, she avoids diatribe.
A simple chest is the entire set, but
Webb traverses states with her Baptist
grandparents on their move to Oregon.
She travels to South Africa and a
Minnesota bathhouse. She weathers
discrimination and Thanksgiving
dinners, all the while drawing out
details to transport the audience as
well. We hear the gum-smacking stylists
at her Dominican salon in Portland
and the buzz of lakeside mosquitoes
in Minnesota. While bouts of interpretive
dance at first seem confused, they
serve to break up what might otherwise
plod. Puppets, too, provoke skepticism,
but Webb’s mini re-enactments
of the television miniseries Roots are
well placed. By the time Little House
on the Prairie, Roots and Barack
Obama share the stage, it’s charming.
Taking the audience on an endearing
personal journey, Webb goes beyond
the uncertainty of “other.” ENID
SPITZ.
Ethos/IFCC, 5340 N Interstate
Ave., 283-8467. 7:30 pm Fridays and
Sundays, 3 pm and 7:30 pm Saturdays
through Feb. 24. $10-$15.
Jason Vieaux [CLASSICAL] The prize-winning guitarist has swept
most of the fretboard awards in his
field, performed with major orchestras,
topped the classical charts with solo
recordings and even branched into
acoustic interpretations of jazz guitar
great Pat Metheny’s music. You won’t
hear a more adept guitarist this year.
Marylhurst University, 17600 Highway
43, 654-0082. 8 pm Friday, Feb. 15.
$30-$49.
The Sonics, Pierced
Arrows, the Pynnacles
[ROCK] In the 1960s,
there wasn’t a scarier band in the
Northwest than the Sonics. With lyrics
about psychos, witches, and drinking
strychnine for kicks, the Tacoma-based
proto-punks confirmed every parent’s
perceptions of rock-’n’-roll depravity.
It wasn’t just their lyrics, either: The
band played harder, faster and nastier
than any of its regional peers—which,
considering Washington’s garage-rock
legacy, is saying something. The crater
it left behind is wide enough that its
occasional latter-day reunion gigs
seem less like desperate cash grabs
than vital reminders of an age when
a few crazy guys with guitars could
frighten the bejesus out of an entire
country. And even after 40-some
years, the Sonics are still plenty terrifying. MATTHEW SINGER.
Hawthorne
Theatre, 3862 SE Hawthorne Blvd.,
233-7100. 8 pm. $25. 21+.
Steelhead, the Resolectrics,
Jeffrey Martin and Anna Tivel
[MUSIC] Missing that CCR
sound? Skip John Fogerty’s upcoming
self-tribute and hearken to the
Resolectrics’ debut album, High Water.
That chooglin’ beat and crunchy
guitar sound evoke classic Creedence
Clearwater, while the presence of keyboards
keeps it from a straight Revival.
Both lyrics and singing work well, as
do the band’s harmonies. Another new
debut comes from Steelhead, led by
Sloan Martin, late of Celilo. Here, he
leaves that band’s more rootsy approach
for a more complex soundscape featuring
synths and treated guitars. JEFF
ROSENBERG.
Mississippi Studios, 3939
N Mississippi Ave., 288-3895. 9 pm. $8
advance, $10 day of show. 21+.
Saturday, Feb. 16
Steampunk Film Festival
[FILM] Tighten that corsetw and ready your ray
gun: This steam engine is bound for the Clinton
Street Theater, where the city’s finest neo-Victorian
moving pictures—featuring detectives, dinosaurs
and dirigibles—await.
Clinton Street Theater, 2522
SE Clinton St., 238-5588. Various times through
Sunday, Feb. 17. $10-$17.
Zwickelmania
[BEER] Alemakers across the state, including approximately
40 of our fine city’s establishments, throw
open their doors and allow the public to ogle their
brewpots and sample the concoctions straight from
the fermentation vessels. The chaps at Rogue Public
House and the Green Dragon will be serving brunch
and running buses between breweries on either side
of the mighty Willamette, and thus might be a fine
place to begin your day’s festivities.
11 am-4pm.
Free. Information at oregonbeer.org/zwickelmania.
L. Subramaniam [CLASSICAL] The master of South Indian violin
returns with percussion accompanists
to perform mostly Carnatic classical
music.
Winningstad Theatre, Portland
Center for the Performing Arts, 1111 SW
Broadway, 248-4335. 7 pm Saturday,
Feb. 16. $20-$37.
Buke and Gase, Ahleuchatistas,
Incredible Yacht Control
[MUSIC] Aron Sanchez
and Arone Dyer have a propensity
for marrying the dissonant with the
beautiful just because they love a
challenge. This duo, whose name
derives from the unusual instruments
they play—Sanchez a guitarbass
hybrid known as a “gase” and
Dyer a baritone ukulele, or “buke”—
makes music that employs a host of
surprising time signatures, off-kilter
sonic qualities and vocals from
Dyer that go from low and brooding to rapturous and melodic. The
stomping, guttural, almost primal
feel and tone of the tracks are juxtaposed
with memorable chords
and Dyer’s vocals, which makes
these songs strangely hypnotic as
the duo navigates its way through
carefully constructed chaos, one
track at a time. BRIAN PALMER.
Doug Fir Lounge, 830 E Burnside
St., 231-9663. 9 pm. $10 advance,
$12 day of show. 21+.
DJ Vadim, Barisone, Spekt 1 [DJ/HIP HOP] Straight
outta Leningrad, Russian DJ Vadim
is perhaps the greatest proponent
of hip-hop ever to emerge from
the former Soviet Union. Since
the mid-’90s, the producer born
Andrey Gurov has been showcasing
just how far rap culture has
spread, touring the world with his
hard-hitting, Space Age beats,
which he’s used to remix everyone
from Public Enemy and the
Roots to Stevie Wonder and Paul
Weller. He’s clearly not a purist:
While hip-hop is the backbone
of his work, Vadim blends it with
liberal amounts of electronica,
soul, dub and trip-hop. Next-level
shit? Vadim’s been on it for years.
MATTHEW SINGER.
Rotture, 315 SE
3rd Ave., 234-5683. 9 pm. $8. 21+.
Sunday, Feb. 17
All You Can Eat Spaghetti and
Meatball Sunday [EATIN'] A whole 10 hours of meatballs.
Wear your stretchy pants and leave
your self-respect at home.
24th and
Meatballs, 2329 NE Glisan St., 282-
2557. 11 am-9 pm. $12.
Mad About the Mai Tai [DRINKIN'] Learn way more about the mai tai
than you thought was possible
at this drink-centric event. It may
leave you enlightened and saying
Maita’i (“good” in Tahitian). Or it
may leave you slurring and sick of
rum.
Hale Pele, 2733 NE Broadway.
5 pm. $40. 21+.
Samothrace, Vassafor,
Knelt Rote, Burials
[THRASHIN'] The only thing
in 2012 sadder than Pallbearer’s
Sorrow and Extinction was
Samothrace canceling its tour
with Pallbearer. While Pallbearer
took the world by storm last year,
Seattle’s Samothrace continued its
slow-burning simmer, churning out
bleak, turgid doom on the longawaited
Reverence to Stone. Before
Renata Castagna’s guitar leads
bring you to tears tonight, you’ll be
subjected to an opening set from
Burials, which now features “Fester”
from Humors (née Mongoloid
Village) on second axe. And did I
mention Vassafor is a black-metal
band from New Zealand? Bet
that got your attention. NATHAN
CARSON.
Rotture, 315 SE 3rd Ave.,
234-5683. 9 pm. $8. 21+.