If you ask me, you don't really need to read the PDX Pop Now schedule. This is a festival that places a greater premium on discovery than just about any other. And there's no overlap, negating any potential conflicts. Really, the best thing to do, if you're a total newbie to the current Portland music scene, is to hang out and jump between stages...
The crises of Kevin Robinson—both real and imagined.
A year ago, the word on Kevin Robinson was that he had
lost it. His bands, Viva Voce and Blue Giant, had dissolved. In their
place, he started Electric Ill, playing pastel-colored electro-funk
Call it “noise,” call it “avant-garde”—just make sure you also call it “hip-hop.”
Some records are considered “challenging.” Others issue challenges. CLPPNG,
the almost self-titled new album by L.A. noise-rap crew Clipping,
begins by practically daring the listener to conti
The former Gang of Four bassist talks Entertainment!, His new job at Beats Music and why he changed his mind about streaming.
Dave Allen was the fourth and final member to join Gang of
Four. Twice, he was the first to leave the pioneering English post-punk
group. When he quit after 1981’s Solid Gold, it was due to
A new digital compilation of Portland's turn-of-the-millennium indie heroes is out today on Barsuk Records.
Here's what Jay Horton has to say about onetime Portland next-big-things Sunset Valley in the upcoming edition of Willamette Week:"Back when fin de millennium local indie veered between critically acclaimed projects of chin-scratching difficulty and the grimy excesses of 24-hour garage-party people, nobody ...
Our blind taste test of this year’s Warped Tour lineup.
The Warped Tour is less like a fine wine than a gummy bear
stuck in a car’s ashtray: The more it ages, the more unrecognizable it
becomes. If you’re of a certain generation and grew up with a
Washington, D.C., is no stranger to incendiary bands with a political agenda, of course. The sound of new-jack punks Priests is clearly indebted to the lineage of underground music in its home city, with scabrous guitars chafing against the elastic growls of singer Katie Alice Greer, a frontwoman from the Kathleen Hanna school of bash-you...