In his first full season with the Blazers, Gerald Wallace has emerged as the team’s heart.
Gerald Wallace is a quiet guy. So it was something to note
when, in the closing seconds of the first half of the Trail Blazers’
game against Sacramento on Dec. 27, he dumped his exhausted, sweat
Liv Warfield has sung in front of 80,000 fans. She’s glad to be home.
In 2006, there was no brighter shining light in Portland’s
music scene than Liv Warfield. The R&B singer could bait audiences
by laying smoky nu-soul vocal melodies over her band’s underst
The purpose of New Year's Eve isn't really to see great bands. The purpose of New Year's Eve is to get completely trashed and hang out with your friends and make promises you're never going to keep. But Portland keeps throwing great shows our way, so we went to a few and kept diaries of our (admittedly fuzzy) nights on the town. We didn't get to every club in town (Doug Fir, Mississippi Studios an...
Maybe I should really call this the "Birdman Edition," seeing as how, no matter how minor a role that Denver big man plays with the Nugs, I tend to follow his exploits closely. When I was eating some meatballs over in the media room, a few little kids were chomping down with their mom—guessing she's an NBA mom, but I that's not really my area of expertise—and when the Nuggets ran through the b...
In this week's WW, I listed my top 15 favorite local albums of the year. It was hard. This was a great year for Portland music, and a handful of records that didn't make my list keep haunting me. I have a tendency to root for the underdog, so it might not be a surprise readers that many of the albums on my list were from lesser-known or under-the-radar local bands. And while I wouldn't chan...
The WW music staff picks their best albums of 2011.
Music Editor Casey Jarman’s top 15 local albums of the year.
This was the year Portland came face-to-face with its
blossoming, narrowly defined international reputation for “keeping it
For those of us generally stuck commuting between
Portland’s inner East and West sides, a trip through the woods of
Southwest Portland to the Sylvan Steakhouse and Saloon (5515 SW Canyon Court,
Well, I can relate to this one. I was 30 years old when I got my driver's permit. That's right, permit. That's right, just last year. I am set to get the full-on license come Jan. 12, should the fine folks down at the DMV (whom I have found wholly undeserving of their unfortunate reputations) think me worthy. I've spent an awful lot of time standing at bus stops in my life, usually in the rain wit...