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Lyin' Eyes: Hateful wizard Don Henley fixes his orbs of deceit upon you.


AN INQUIRY INTO SECRETS
The End of the Innocence

Don Henley: buttoned-down poet of middle-aged comfort? Man's Ruin Records: sadistic pusher of blasphemous metal and vile corrupter of youth? They're not as dissimilar as you think! Discover their miss-ing links--revealed for the first time ever!

BY ZACH DUNDAS & JOHN GRAHAM

zdundas@wweek.com
jgraham@wweek.com


Acid King, High on Fire, Men of Porn, Bottom
Satyricon
125 NW 6th Ave., 243-2380
10 pm Saturday, July 22
$8

Don Henley
Rose Garden Arena
1401 N Wheeler Ave., 224-4400
8 pm Sunday,
July 23
$40.50-$60.50 advance (Ticketmaster)


A dark specter approaches Portland, a gray-feathered Eagle coasting in on a wheezing updraft, its claws clutching for unwary victims. Don Henley is coming to town.

No doubt his kingdom of fans will duly assemble...maybe smoke a little shake beforehand, just for old times' sake...catch dapper Don's mellow vibe...remember those crazy days of hot tubbing and est....

Couldn't be more bland, right? Well--don't believe it! Yeah, sure, ex-Eagles like Henley and Glenn Frey may look like third-rate stockbrokers these days, but there was a time when they flew the freak flag of their true darkness with pride. Recall the Satanic, souls-check-in-but-they-don't-check-out implications of "Hotel California." Or the instant-stalker-just-add-coke voyeurism of Henley's "Boys of Summer," with its chorus of "I can see you/ your brown skin shining in the sun...." "Peaceful Easy Feeling," our ass!

Now the sinister power Henley and company set in motion spreads onward, worming its way into the musty corners of pop culture and inculcating stray youth into the ways of the Evil One.

This exclusive Willamette Week investigation reveals a shocking secret link between Henley's legacy of filth and another show invading Portland this week.

On Friday, three outfits from Frank Kozik's riled-up rock label, Man's Ruin--Acid King, High on Fire and The Men of Porn--invade Satyricon like a gang of Harley-straddling hellions; a survey of their ultrafuzz/superscuzz sludge metal uncovers unsettling similarities between these so-called "stoner- rock" bands and the Hateful Wizard himself, Don Henley! Strange, but true!

These bands, while infinitely louder and lewder, have merely mutated into new incarnations of the scruffy, rural-California-trash aesthetic the Eagles unleashed on the world. Do you think it coincidence the Men of Porn have a song called "Double Don"? Never! Check out the disturbing similarities between the devilish Henley and the three Man's Ruin bands that do their Master's bidding this week. Read on and tremble:

Song titles that are pure Evil:

The Eagles: "Journey of the Sorcerer"

High on Fire: "Blood From Zion"

Don Henley: "Building the Perfect Beast"

Men of Porn: "Ballad of the Bulldyke"

The Eagles: "Take the Devil"

Acid King: "Evil Satan"

On embracing the Sword
of Darkness:

"In the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast/ They stab it with their steely knives/ But they just can't kill the beast...."

--The Eagles, "Hotel California"

"Head on down to the woodside/ With your knife and your mind/ Look right down at the table/ Carve the Five, carve the Five!"

--Acid King, "Carve the Five"

On Woman, the destroyer of Man:

"No woman ever do what you do/ High on a pleasure wheel/ No devil ever cast a voodoo/ so long and dark and real..."

--The Eagles, "Chug All Night"

"And you crawled in the room with the serpent/ And they sucked from your body the poison/ Then the Cyclops arrived there to warn you/ and the Whore entered in to adore you..."

--High on Fire, "Last"

Songs about violence!

The Eagles: "The Disco Strangler"

High on Fire: "Master of Fists"

Kinky sex songs!

The Eagles: "Pretty Maids All
in a Row"

Men of Porn: "Teabaggin'"

Non-DMV-approved driving songs!

Don Henley: "Drivin' With Your Eyes Closed"

Acid King: "Drive Fast, Take Chances"

And finally, lest you are not yet convinced, the undeniable visual evidence:

Scope out a photo of the Eagles from their mid-'70s prime: scraggles of facial hair, cocaine-stained eyes, prospector hats, a leer for every guileless blonde in Mendocino.
The Horror!

Now look at High on Fire: the rough mustaches, the Trans-Am boy-bangs...you think it's irony? Yes, it'll be pretty damn ironic when things go wrong during your ditchweed buy in the stadium parking lot and High On Fire drops the Thor Hammer on your dome! You have been warned!

 

 

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