Night Avenger "Roll up your window!" Dianne Dukelow yells at me as a pebble-faced young man approaches our black 1997 Ford Crown Victoria. "I don't know if he has more stuff to throw." Normally, Night Avenger assig ...   More

Night Avenger On a recent Friday evening, déjà vu sets in. It's not because Ben Kweller is on stage doing his best Bob Dylan for the fans. It's where Kweller is doing his thing that feels so familiar. ...   More

Night Avenger Holy glorious mother of all things noisy: With MusicfestNW and TBA storming the streets this weekend, the options for entertainment are endless. Here's a nefarious list of even more ways to suck the e ...   More

Night Avenger "Night Avenger"? Some of us prowl around looking for the hidden good times of Portland 24-hours a day. And while "Evening Avenger" doesn't quite have the bad-ass ring to it, this is something to conte ...   More

Night Avenger As a Phish fan for seven years, I had seen 30 of the jam band's concerts in 10 states and two countries. So, when the band announced it would be breaking up and staging the curtain call at the mid-Aug ...   More

Night Avenger Every Wednesday night, the Moon and Sixpence, a cigar-perfumed English pub in the Hollywood District, pushes aside a few of its chairs and tables to clear just enough space for a time machine: Trashca ...   More

Night Avenger Sometime avenging the night really sucks.Take First Thursday. Originally created by a group of local art dealers, it was intended to get people excited about, yes, art. But these days, it's become a l ...   More

Night Avenger When Michael Banash and Rob Hemmerling dismantled Caswell's towering bookshelves and erected Slow Bar a little over a month ago, the longtime barkeeps wanted to create a club for their own kind: barte ...   More

Night Avenger The dimly lit Dunes is normally an under-the-radar music lover's refuge of indie rock and all things experimental, its mostly bare interior all but hidden by an unmarked industrial storefront on North ...   More

Night Avenger "For France, the Tour is like an Aerosmith concert moving from town to town every night," says the toothy, tan man with the silvering pompadour. He's wearing one of those rubbery yellow Lance Armstron ...   More