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
If you’re planning to hang out at Trio Club (909 E Burnside St., 234-5003),
a word of advice: Sit by the windows. Far more entertaining than the
gelled-up Beavertonian mangling “In the Air Ton
Why should you care about a band called Come performing at Mississippi Studios tonight? Let Robert Ham tell you: "With dozens of other ’90s-era bands reuniting to great acclaim and profits, the ripple effect is finally stirring up int...