Every American—anyone “born in the U.S.A.,” if you
will—has a connection to Bruce Springsteen. It doesn’t matter if you
treasure his rusty-throated, denim-collared rock-’n’-roll anth
[OFF-KILTER PUNK] Looks can be deceiving,
and the members of Nasalrod are some deceptive motherfuckers. Gathered
together in the fastidiously beige North Portland living room of bassist
There are those for whom practicality is
mere distraction, aesthetics all. Their houses are the 3-D equivalent of
graphic-design geek Tumblrs that fill endlessly, bottomlessly with
[WORLD PARTY] Well, you don’t say: A rock band mixing pop
melodies with worldly rhythms and West African guitars? How au courant!
While the novelty of that particular formula wore off the moment
[SPAGHETTI NORTHWESTERN] Conceived as a
living tribute to the Westerns of Sergio Leone and the dusty Ennio
Morricone soundtracks that accompanied them, Federale has one of the
best gimmicks of a
Waiting is an intrinsic part of Portland
life. Drive past either Salt & Straw location, at practically any
time of day, in any sort of weather, and there will be a line stretching
A track-by-track breakdown of the most wildly fun hip-hop album of the '90s.
On a recent afternoon, I met with Tre "Slimkid3" Hardson, de facto leader of '90s L.A. hip-hop misfits the Pharcyde and Portland transplant, on the back patio of ¿Por Que No? on Southeast Hawthorne Boulevard, to discuss the 20th anniversary of his group's highly influential debut album, 1992's Bizarre Ride II the Pharcyde. Here is Hardson's full trac...
In 1992, four L.A. misfits snuck in
through the backdoor of hip-hop history. As the media’s attention
focused on rap’s cop killers and mean-mugging gangsters, the
Pharcyde—Imani, Bootie Br
Paving an expressway to your skull, straight through old, loud Portland.
[PSYCHEDELIC GARAGE] Justin Fowler, singer-guitarist for
psych-garage conjurers Wooden Indian Burial Ground, has been around
Portland long enough to remember what the city used to be like.