Chris Newman shouldn’t be here. Not in
Portland, not in the yellow house near Mount Tabor where he lives with
his girlfriend and her daughter, not leaning back in a chair in his
Napalm BeachBy the time punk hit, Chris Newman was
already in his 20s. Instead of disregarding the music of his youth, he
filtered it through the velocity of the time, and laid the groundwork
Cooper was born a barge-loader’s daughter. Now she’s sharing a stage with rock royalty.
If Nichole Lynn Cooper runs into Robert Plant backstage at
the Waterfront Blues Festival, she has one hell of an icebreaker. Just
before leaving Portland to attempt making it in Nashville, the
[ELECTRO DREAM POP] There’s nothing all that wild about Wild Ones. If you’re looking for truth in advertising, Keep It Safe,
the title of the quartet’s debut album, is a better indicator of wh
Who do the Oregon Zoo’s rock-’n’-roll animals dig more: Huey Lewis, The B-52s or the Go-Go’s?
The animals of the Oregon Zoo might as well be living in Guantanamo Bay—or at least in the town from Footloose.
Within the animals’ gilded cages, rock ’n’ roll is contraband: A sign
A Portland musician teaches Kabul youth how to rock.
In the United States, the phrase “rock school” rings a tad
false. There’s nothing wrong with empowering kids through music they
actually listen to, but teaching something as fundamentally no
Born: Michael Quattlebaum Jr. in 1986 in San Mateo, Calif.
Sounds like: A gender-twisted gangster straight
outta Hades, blasting holes through hip-hop’s hetero-normative heart,
with enough wig
[SPACE-AGE INDIE POP] A few months ago, upon hearing
“Zombies,” the first single off Radiation City’s new album, a friend of
mine compared it to Pink Martini. That’s unfair, but not totall