Everybody knows the iconic walking bass
line in Nancy Sinatra’s “These Boots Were Made for Walkin’.” But do you
know who wrote the part? Though they played on hundreds of
Formed: On a football field in Vacaville, Calif., in 1993.
Members: Jacoby “Coby Dick” Shaddix (vocals), Jerry Horton (guitar), Tony Palermo (drums), Tobin Esperance (bass).
Sounds like: Korn, Sli
[HERE’S YOUR FUTURE] It’s hard to fault Blues Skies for
Black Hearts for being out of touch. The power-poppy quartet—led by
bespectacled frontman Pat Kearns—sticks to a (relatively) simple
If the first thing you hear when
entering a bar is “I swear the jukebox is free,” there are two possible
scenarios: You’ve found a gold mine, or someone is already stupid drunk.
And while the
These days, almost every hobby, obsession
and food gets its own holiday. April is full of especially weird
celebrations—it’s National Pecan Month, in case you forgot about the
existence of the “all-American nut”—and Saturday, April 16, is no
exception: It’s National Eggs Benedict Day
A few months ago I met local musician and producer Skyler Norwood at Beulahland to to chat about his new projects over a few pints. Norwood, easily excitable, was practically buzzing the moment he walked in the room, blushing and speaking in hushed tones about Point Juncture, WA's new record, which he had just finished mastering earlier that day. "I think it's the best thing we've ever done, for r...
My lord, what amazing album art! It's hard to distance the music on 31Knots' seventh album, Trump Harm, from the record's shirtless, bong-water constructed, Photoshop-gone-horribly-awry cover image—and the back cover, which sees bandleader Joe Haege, um, getting off to some New Age-y sunset shit. But longstanding Portland trio 31Knots isn't a joke band, even if its art—and many of its songs—...
Formed: 1976 in London.
Members: Colin Newman (guitar, vocals), Graham
Lewis (bass, vocals), Robert Gotobed (drums) and Bruce Gilbert (guitar).
Matt Simms (of It Hugs Back) replaces Gilbert for this
Most of the time, as the story goes, a
band cleans up its sound to lead to a bigger audience. But when San
Francisco frantic-folk duo the Dodos were recruited by noted Northwest