THE BURNING BLOG: Bad Men, Bikes and Boners

Day Four of Burning Man (read all Burning Blog posts here) BLACK ROCK CITY, Nevada — The Mexican Wrestling guy contorted his head and a voice came down from the sky. “I know where I can get a drink,” the voice said. Everyone in the group began looking at each other quizzically. “I'm serious,” the voice asserted. The words sounded like they had been spoken ...   More
Tuesday, August 26, 2008 Brad McCray

THE BURNING BLOG: More Men Without Pants

Day Five at Burning Man (read all Burning Blog posts here) BLACK ROCK CITY, Nevada – A Burning Man Haiku Searing sun beats down Saline dripping from my nose A guy without pants —Ashland's Michael Kerr The thing most people love about Burning Man is the people. Nowhere on earth is there a more concentrated burst of raw creativity. And nearly every endeavor is undertaken ...   More
Wednesday, August 27, 2008 Brad McCray

Bummer: Eco-Soap Store Keeps Nakedness to a Bare Minimum

"I'd get naked for you if I could," said the skinny-assed soap salesman. "But I can't." I had hoped to rush into Lush (803 NW 23rd Ave.) and find its employees "wearing nothing but aprons reading 'ASK ME WHY I'M NAKED.'” But by 1 pm I was way too late. "We did that earlier," said the other soapy salesperson. AT noon (sharp!) LUSH employees bared all in hopes that its patrons would ...   More
Wednesday, August 27, 2008 Byron Beck

THE BURNING BLOG: Here's Rum in Your Eye

Burning Man Day 6 (read all Burning Blog posts here) BLACK ROCK CITY, Nevada – If you find an unmarked bottle of clear liquid at Burning Man, you: A) Leave it alone, it could be anything. B) Smell it. C) Pour it into your eyes. Apparently the answer is C, according to my campmate Turtle, a career military paramedic. He needed to wash out the sting of sweaty suntan lotion, but, ...   More
Thursday, August 28, 2008 Brad McCray


Burning Man: The Man Burns (read all Burning Blog posts here) OUTSIDE BLACK ROCK CITY, Nevada – In a fitting end to what was another spectacular—but ultimately frustrating and troubling—Burning Man festival, nearly all my equipment fell under the grit of a several-hour dust storm Saturday, and I watched my wi-fi connection pull away Sunday morning. Cameras and laptops need compressed ...   More
Monday, September 1, 2008 Brad McCray

Street Walkers: The ever-so-fashionable slacks-no-shirt look.

Anybody else notice a new trend in mens fashion? It's the "slacks-no-shirt" look and its been popping all over Portland the last couple of months. It's the polar opposite of shirt-cocking and requires a strong set of balls, a flat tummy and a nice ass. Personally, I could never pull this look off without a ton of lipo and 12-inch heels. But these fellas—who showed up at recent gallery ...   More
Monday, September 8, 2008 Byron Beck

TBA DIARY: Our Hit Parade's Crotchless Top 40 Explosion

Friday, September 12th, 10:30 pm at Leftbank. As the story goes, Kiki And Herb's pianist Kenny Mellman found his new muse (in singer Bridget Everett) at a New York karaoke bar, where she undoubtedly belted out top 40 hits in the same manner as she does tonight—with fearsome energy levels, violent spasms of theatrical joy and grief, and a twisted take on Broadway pizazz. Together Mellman and ...   More
Monday, September 15, 2008 MARY CHRISTMAS

Nobody Works Anymore: Saggin' and Thuggin'

It's all about the saggy pants. The ban on "droopy drawers" in Riviera Beach, Fla., has been ruled—surprise!—unconstitutional. While Florida fogeys pine for the return of suspenders, we dip into the alien-yet-mainstream world of hip-hop culture and thuggery. Sag with Japanese Precision: The Tightsag blog shows just how much the "ass-sag" has evolved. Thug WIFE: Ice T's beloved ...   More
Tuesday, September 16, 2008 Tony Piff

How Exactly Do You Make a "Beaunut"?

As the whole town seethes and swirls with Adams speculation, one local biz has a sweet take on the unsavory situation. Voodoo Doughnut has already tweaked the presentation of its long beloved "Cock n' Balls" doughnut and rejiggered it as the "Breedlove Cock" ($5.95) with the young gent's name written down the length of the edible shaft (see the OG doughnut, below). "It's been pretty successful," ...   More
Friday, January 23, 2009 KELLY CLARKE

I Want Your Sex (Writing).

Okay, every damn year around this time, the Willamette Week office gets flooded with sex books. Manuals, erotica collections, romance novels, memoirs. If it's made of words and involves sticking penises and vaginas (or other things) into other penises and vaginas (or other things), someone has slipped it into a packing envelope and sent it to us. We're too tired to read the entirety of every sex ...   More
Tuesday, February 10, 2009 KELLY CLARKE


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