Performance If there’s a map for how classical singing careers are navigated, then Tuesday Rupp doesn’t own it. Or she balled it up and tossed it in the back seat of her ’98 Camry and it’s ...   More

Music [ROOTS ROCK] It’s unclear which musical career Kasey Anderson is auditioning for on his sophomore full-length, The Reckoning. Suffering from a mild identity crisis, the Portland-based songwriter burns through rockabilly, soundtrack-ish anthems and bluesy suicide songs in a bari...   More

Music Stories [ROOTS ROCK] It’s unclear which musical career Kasey Anderson is auditioning for on his sophomore full-length, The Reckoning. Suffering from a mild identity crisis, the Portland-based songwriter ...   More

Music The opening track of Prem and Flowtope's freshman album resonates with bubbling horns and airy beats—and plenty of positivity. Trading punchy verses over a bop-along organ, the duo arrive time and again at the same message for their listeners: "You got to build it up / You got to feel the love." Then they repe...   More

Music LynnAnn Hyde remembers the low-slung ceilings, little cocktail tables and oppressively dark ambience—punctured by tiny strings of Christmas lights (year round, it seemed)—of the storied, now-defunct Rabbit Hole. “It definitely looked like Al Capone’s vault,” t...   More

Music [HIP-HOP] “I’m sick of following my dreams, man,” a familiar voice growls. “I’m just going to ask where they’re going and hook up with ’em later.” It’s the voice of Mitch Hedberg, a stand-up comic of some renown who died of a drug ove...   More

Music Stories LynnAnn Hyde remembers the low-slung ceilings, little cocktail tables and oppressively dark ambience—punctured by tiny strings of Christmas lights (year round, it seemed)—of the storied, n ...   More

Music Stories [HIP-HOP] “I’m sick of following my dreams, man,” a familiar voice growls. “I’m just going to ask where they’re going and hook up with ’em later.” It&rs ...   More

Performance If you’re planning to waste $7 on any particular holiday performance this season, allow me to unequivocally recommend an evening of surpassing delight and whimsy in outer Northeast Portland. But ...   More

Bar Reviews Why, when I stepped inside Trippin’ Billies (3326 N Lombard St., 283-0205), did it feel like 1996 again? Maybe it was the ’90s-era prices—six bucks will get you a latte, a pot of te ...   More