Monthly Archives: September 2006

Artistic director Shirotama Hitsujiya writes in the program about CANDIES-girlish hardcore, “If I become 75 years old, though it sounds commonplace, first, I’m going to suffer from Alzheimer’s disease and forget my husband. Second, I am going to forget all … Continue reading →

Neal did not disappoint.

You didn’t see Scout Niblett Friday night. No, you just had to be ten feet away from David Berman. Or you couldn’t resist the shuffling electrodance beacon of Copy’s Keytar, echoing in 8-bit Nintendo-Entertainment-System-audio from the depths of Holocene. Maybe … Continue reading →

This was THE most awesome party I’ve ever seen for people under 5 years old. To see more TBA photography by Serena Davidson: Serena Davidson Photography

When Fleshtone played Loveland for the all ages PDX Pop Now, I couldn’t see much. This wasn’t because I was too far back, but because the stage was set low to the ground, so all their synchronized, knee-pad enabled writhing … Continue reading →

Dissapointment Haiku Yubiwa Hotel “Sold Out” means no room for me Sad in Sundays sun Hangover Haiku The Works rocks my world Oh Lord! The morning after Bloody Mary helps posted by P.A. Coleman photo credit: Serena Davidson Photography

Secrets collected from the works 9.09.06 My father irritates the shit out of me when he is being “helpful.” I’ve always wanted to be wrapped in animal pelts while making love and drinking wine. I fell asleep during the French … Continue reading →

Laurie Anderson – Hidden Inside Mountains: Sad and hopeless, hopeless and sad. Words without a voice and chopped up images. Everything beautiful in the world is an illusion, suspended there until it gets rolled away. A disjointed illustration of the … Continue reading →

In Paradise NOW! Mathew Day Jackson’s vision of a post-apocalyptic earth hews closely to the spirit of the Northwest. Our endless pride in our national forests, and the history of our dependednce on the logging industry are evidenced in not … Continue reading →