MUSICFEST DISTRESS
Forecasting a weekend of missed opportunities.
August 31st, 2005
JOHN, NOT JOHN | There's history in John Weinland's name, but you'll also hear its echos in the Portland folk-pop band's brilliant music.0 comments
August 24th, 2005
ON A REMOTE DESERT ISLAND | WW's comics journalist Ryan Alexander-Tanner washes ashore, only to find THE WATERY GRAVES.0 comments
July 20th, 2005
WHO ARE WE? | Don't listen to the journalists. Listen to the music.0 comments
July 13th, 2005
WHEN IN FOAM... | What do you get when you mix soap, water, a room full of 18-year-olds and a long-haired guy in a sports coat?2 comments
July 6th, 2005
THE COURT OF ROCK 'N' ROLL | How the Supremes accidentally saved music.0 comments
June 29th, 2005
BRIGHT EYES, BIG DITTY0 comments
June 22nd, 2005
COSMIC DANCE | Remembering Orion Satushek and the Spooky Dance Band.2 comments
June 15th, 2005
THE OFFSPRING EFFECT | How the hardening of John Askew's son's poop relates to the softening of Stephen Malkmus' sound.0 comments
June 8th, 2005
THE HOLD STEADY ALMOST KILLED ME | Redeeming and deceiving with America's greatest bar band.0 comments
May 25th, 2005
Of Course | It's a dance party in Kevin Barnes' head, and everyone's invited.0 comments
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[September 7th, 2005] Planning, for me anyway, is a task committed in vain. Take this weekend's MusicfestNW . A complicated maze, the festival will feature 200 bands playing at 20-plus clubs from Thursday to Saturday. Add in the Sound Unseen Film Festival -a new feature of the fest this year-and the whole thing is pretty daunting. Add to that the fact that there's a hell of a lot of good music to be heard, and the nausea kicks in. And if you're someone who is thrown off path by a look from a beautiful woman, well, then you're really screwed.
Despite all this, I will not throw out my highlighter. I will, once again, attempt to predict my MusicfestNW weekend. This year, though, I will attempt to actually give myself time to get from place to place. Join me.
Thursday
7 pm, Live Wire! at the Aladdin Theater
This one is easy, since I will be a guest on the special MusicfestNW edition of Live Wire!, the quirky OPB radio show that will feature Helio Sequence and Modernstate.
9 pm, Heroes and Villains at the Doug Fir
I will miss Quiet Countries' 8 pm set at Doug Fir because of an extended conversation with Pete Krebs about man's inhumanity toward fellow man, or something like that. But I will saunter into the Local Cut Showcase in time to see the powerful parlor pop delivered by Heroes and Villains. They will play a rag, and I will dance.
11 pm, Colin Meloy at the Crystal Ballroom
I will show up for the last three songs of Robyn Hitchcock. Missing much of his set will make me sad, which is where the Decemberists' Colin Meloy will step in and tell me-with his music-that everything's OK. Kind of.
Midnight, Jean Grae at Berbati's Pan
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I don't know what to expect, but I will be there. And then it's back to the Doug Fir for Portland General Electro's three-hour dance extravaganza.
FRIDAY
7 pm, Malfunkshun at the Clinton Street
After missing both the documentary on Bernie Worrell at Cinema 21 and the one on Jeff Buckley at the Clinton Street Theater-because I can't decide which one I'd rather see-I'll make my way to this doc about Andrew Wood of Mother Love Bone.
10 pm, Menomena at the Crystal Ballroom
Malfunkshun will make me cry. After recovering, I will catch the first three songs of Menomena. With Justin Harris' sax still buzzing in my ears, I'll take the free shuttle to the Doug Fir to catch the last couple songs of Point Juncture, WA, and then, the highlight of the evening, Viva Voce in 3-D. Hell yeah.
1 am, Kitchen Syncopators at White Eagle
In a risky move, I will miss Swords, Katastrophe and Quasi for the old-time scene at the White Eagle, where I will dance to that washtub bass. Then, to PGE.
SATURDAY
9 pm-midnight, Sprinkler, Crackerbash, Pond and Hazel at the Crystal Ballroom; Lucky Madison Showcase at Lola's Room
Barring any seductress leading me elsewhere, I will inhabit this complex where Portland's past will be unfurled before me (see "Riff City," page 18) all night long, as Portland's musical future plays downstairs.
1 am, Sexton Blake at Mississippi Studios
If I can still see, I will hail a cab and make my way to North Mississippi Avenue, where I will listen to some of this city's most beautiful pop in one of its coziest venues. Then I will pass out. If you see me sleeping, please let me be.
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