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Sorry, you have no God-given right to park your car on your own street. 4

Thursday is trash day at the floating hobo camp called Slough Town. 13

One Berniecrat who went to Philly last week, having apparently never watched a political convention, had “no idea” he would be

Shark Sriracha is what the cool kids use instead of Huy Fong. 23

“subjected to an entire day of Hillary being praised.” 7

If you would like to eat a Lunchables with your fancy beer, there is a place. 39

The City Council finally agrees that Amanda Fritz has gone too far. 8

If you want to buy an eighth of cannabis for $20 out the door, there is a place. 50



Slough Town by Harrison Freeman.

A teen is facing a year in prison for a baggie of shake.

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either extremely giddy and/or highly intoxicated Thank you for running an article on the unjust people riding bicycles down the street. accusation against Devontre Thomas based on While it is likely fine to have one drink and bike antiquated marijuana laws [“Shakedown,” WW, home, a day of drinking and biking should not be July 27, 2016]. The piece addresses issues of advocated. —Jessica Duke selective enforcement discriminatSoutheast Portland ing against minorities, and using funds better spent on truly dangerPORTLAND’S MURAL ous threats. The article also proARTISTS vides necessary context about the Portland’s black mural artists have legal position of Chemawa Indian not had great opportunities and School. How could this happen in Oregon? Regarding the accused man, encouragement to create highly visihowever, the article is flawed. Why ble public art and, thus, rarely receive adopt the common interpretation broad community recognition [“Up Against the Wall,” WW, July 20, that a person of color facing a poten- “The facts 2016]. This institutional racism is tial prison term is a passive victim? support a Important facts, not given until all too familiar for local artists of contrasting near the end, support a contrasting color. In contrast, white artists have interpretation of this young man as interpretation being far from passive: He made the of this young had extraordinary privilege— completing numerous murals in decision not to plead guilty. man.” By doing so, he risks years in recent years, many painted in blunt prison and lifelong loss of rights. The piece does disregard of the two city of Portland permitting helpfully note the drama of this last-minute processes that artists ostensibly must follow. choice, and it shows Thomas’ steadfastness. But Great attention is needed in social and artiswhy not highlight this courage? By not doing so, tic settings before this lack of equity in public art the account misses an opportunity to report on can be corrected. Are we up to the task? an individual’s resistance to unfair authority. —Joanne Oleksiak Southeast Portland —Sylvia Hart-Landsberg YOU CAN’T SUE BIKETOWN. WHEN THIS WAS POLO TOWN U.S.A. PORTLAND’S BEST HAWAIIAN SHAVE ICE.





Devontre Thomas is 19. In a few weeks, he goes on trial in federal court in Portland. If he loses, he could go to prison for a year. For possessing an amount of cannabis that would fill one joint.

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I live one block from one of the BikeTown racks mentioned in the “DrinkyTown” article [WW, July 27, 2016]. The rack is within a block of several establishments where alcohol can be consumed. Willamette Week was irresponsible for publishing “DrinkyTown” without mentioning the risk of riding while drunk, including that one can be charged with a DUII. In the short time BikeTown has existed, I have witnessed an increase in


Folks on my narrow, residential street have always parked in whichever direction is convenient— until today, when we all got ticketed. On busy streets I can understand this law, but on a little side street where there’s no thru traffic, what’s the point? —Eric K.

Like many supporters of forward-thinking urban planning, I benefit from a habit of mind I like to call “hypocrisy.” Thus, I have no problem championing highdensity housing while demanding a single-family home for myself, chiding others about recycling and composting while throwing full tubs of moldy salsa directly into the trash, or—in this case—deriding on-street parking as a waste of 4

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WW’s July 27 cover story, “Shakedown,” incorrectly implied that 19-year-old Devontre Thomas was accused of selling a gram of marjuana. In fact, a fellow student accused Thomas of buying the gram. WW regrets the error. LETTERS TO THE EDITOR must include the author’s street address and phone number for verification. Letters must be 250 or fewer words. Submit to: 2220 NW Quimby St., Portland, OR 97210. Email:

public space while complaining bitterly whenever I have to walk more than 25 yards from my car to the gym. Here’s the thing: From a purely rational standpoint, Eric, you and I shouldn’t be parking on the street at all. Normally, if you want to own a large, bulky item—an above-ground pool, say, or a pair of oxen—it’s your responsibility to find a place to put it. Somehow, though, when it comes to the sacred automobile, free public storage becomes a God-given right. In economic terms, this amounts to a government subsidy of private automobile ownership—something we’re theoretically trying to discourage. (I own two.) It’s like being able to get free meth-lab parts from Metro. To actually answer your question, the main problem with wrong-way parking is that you can’t see oncoming traffic when you’re pulling out—you and your eyes are now on the curb side of the car, where visibility is poor. “We know of people being seriously injured in crashes caused by people parking the wrong direction,” scolds Dylan Rivera of the Portland Bureau of Transportation. It’s only funny until someone loses an eye. Why are you getting busted for it only now? Parking Enforcement doesn’t patrol residential neighborhoods unless it gets a complaint—but now one of your neighbors has sold you out. (My money’s on the dude with the ox.) QUESTIONS? Send them to

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More bad press for Multnomah County jails—and this time, it’s national. Last year, Street Roots exposed several new contracts at the Multnomah County Sheriff’s Office that bled money from unsuspecting inmates. On July 31, The Nation magazine released a devastating follow-up, detailing how a county deal with a private contractor has badly transformed the county’s system for returning money to arrestees upon their release. Inmates used to get their first $100 back in cash,

with the rest paid by check. Now they get pre-paid debit cards. That subcontract, with Numi Financial, translates to hefty fees and no recourse for inmates, many of whom are already desperately poor. Lt. Steve Alexander, a spokesman for the sheriff’s office, defended the debit cards, saying a cash system is less secure.


Lars Larson Appears in WikiLeaks

Portland conservative radio host Lars Larson makes a guest appearance in Democratic National Committee emails revealed by WikiLeaks last month. Among the leaked DNC emails is one in which a staffer summarizes Larson’s May 17 interview with Republican presidential nominee Donald Trump to committee officials. As first reported on, DNC staffer Matt Sarge listened closely to Larson’s interview, summarizing each question and answer in bullet points. Larson says he was not surprised to learn that DNC staffers had tuned in to his interview. “They’re going to do everything they can to beat Trump, because they’ve got their work cut out for them,” Larson tells WW. “I think this is one of the ultimate compliments.”





Trial by Media The U.S. government is using Ammon Bundy’s Facebook page against him. On July 29, federal prosecutors outlined their case against Bundy and eight codefendants accused of illegally seizing the Malheur National Wildlife Refuge in Eastern Oregon. They also released their list of evidence: 674 exhibits the feds plan to present at a Sept. 7 Ammon Bundy trial in Portland. What’s striking is how much of the case hinges on the occupiers’ own publicity efforts, from interviews to Facebook posts to signs posted at the refuge. “The government’s case will rest in part upon speech that incited imminent lawless action,” writes U.S. Attorney for Oregon Billy Williams. Here are five such exhibits. AARON MESH.


Oregon’s Rowdy Last Stand for Bernie BY PETER D’AURIA

In the end, Oregon was Bernie or bust. And it was a very loud bust. Last week’s Democratic National Convention in Philadelphia will be remembered as historic: Hillary Rodham Clinton became the first woman nominated for the presidency by a major party. But there was a noisily dissenting footnote: Oregon’s contingent of 74 delegates, most of them pledged to Sen. Bernie Sanders (I-Vt.). Here’s how the week went down, in their words.


Ryan Bundy interview with OPB.



Bundy’s account.


guns—five empty magazines with rifle. Written on the magazines are the phrases: “Bye Bye Fed 4 LV,” “RIP Lavoy Finicum 1-26-16 WAR,” “Brains & Blood,” “Arch Angel 1 Angel of.”

Gregory McKelvey (Congressional District 3, pledged to Sanders): Going into the convention, people were ready to fight, ready to try and make Bernie the nominee. People had hope, even if it was a 1 percent chance.

[the walkout] was going to happen. I don’t know why they did it, honestly. They walked out, they talked to the press, they came back later. It’s not like they walked out forever.

We relayed that message to Jeff Merkley, and that if we didn’t get that apology, we couldn’t promise what our delegation’s response would be to Hillary Clinton’s speech.

Oregon delegates walked out of the convention two times during the week.

R o c k : Otherwise, we said, we have a couple of options—we have a peaceful option, and we have an option where maybe we’re going to raise a little hell up in here and really disrupt this coronation. I believe Nebraska [was] able to get drums there. We were waiting for these drums, and we would stand up and hold up our signs [saying] “No Voice No Unity, No Vote No Unity.”

Serra: We were all staying in touch with each other through various encrypted text applications. We wanted to keep things as private as we could. We knew that we were being photographed and watched from every angle possible. M a c P h e r s o n : [The protests] weren’t frustrating until the last day, during Khizr Khan’s speech. Everyone was on their feet, cheering this guy on, showing their respect. And

McKelvey: We never heard a drum, but our delegates decided they wanted to walk out anyway.

“Boo to the queen of garbage, boo to the queen of filth!” —Matthew Rock, Oregon DNC delegate


al—one large sign, 5’x8’: “Rebellion to Tyrants Is Obedience to God” originally nailed on south wall.

Matthew Rock (Congressional District 2A, pledged to Sanders): On the first day, we were expecting there to be debate. We had no idea that we were going to be subjected to an entire day of Hillary being praised. It was just “Hillary, Hillary, Hillary!”



Bundy press conference 1/14/16.



Nico Serra (At-Large, pledged to Sanders): We went in there pretty pissed off. When Sen. [Elizabeth] Warren [(D-Mass.)] was speaking, we were chanting, “We trusted you.” [When] we were doing the roll call, everybody walked out. Brittany MacPherson (At-Large, pledged to Clinton): We knew

then as soon as he said, “You must vote for Hillary Clinton,” it felt like all of [the Bernie supporters] sat down. It felt incredibly disrespectful to me. Oregon delegates cast their votes July 26, mostly for Sanders. When it became clear the convention would not be contested, Oregon delegates changed their goals. McKelvey: On Thursday morning, we decided as an entire delegation that we wanted an apology from the Democratic National Committee. And we wanted Hillary Clinton to issue it sometime before her speech.

Rock: [I had brought a] crown, I threw on my crown, and I said, “Boo to the queen!” Have you seen The Princess Bride? “Boo to the queen of garbage, boo to the queen of filth!” McKelvey: If this election was eight years from now, and people that voted for Hillary started to die out, or whatever, we would’ve won. M a c P h e r s o n : The difference between our Bernie supporters and the rest of the country’s Bernie supporters is that they will do anything. They believe in this man.

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BUD FIGHT: Paul Pedreira, owner of Portland Best Buds, says his interactions with Portland regulators don’t give him confidence the city wants small marijuana businesses to succeed. “I still could lose everything,” he says, describing the uncertainty he feels.


Last year, Paul Pedreira decided to walk away from a career as assistant director for the NBC television series Grimm and sink his savings into Oregon’s growing recreational cannabis industry. He planned to open a dispensary in St. Johns. But he soon found himself tangled in a bizarre thicket of city regulation. Portland nixed the location of his store in 2015 even though the state had approved it. When Pedreira found another commercial building, the Office of Neighborhood Involvement required him to undergo an extensive permitting process to change its use to allow marijuana inside. He had to spend $3,600 on floor plans, even though the only major changes to the storefront were a paint job, some new light fixtures and security cameras, he says. Pedreira finally opened Portland Best Buds on North Lombard Street. But he remains bitter toward City Hall. “I don’t want to sound over the top,” says Pedreira, “but it’s very authoritarian.” It’s not unusual to hear a Portland small-business owner griping about excessive red tape. And cannabis entrepreneurs, lawyers and activists have been grumbling for several

months about onerous rules created and enforced by the Office of Neighborhood Involvement. But this time, most of the City Council seems to agree: Marijuana business regulation under Commissioner Amanda Fritz has gone too far. A majority of the council appears poised to roll back some of the city’s year-old rules governing where and how dispensaries operate. “We shouldn’t perpetuate fees and regulations simply to maintain a regulatory structure if the regulatory structure is unnecessary,” says Commissioner Steve Novick. Novick and his colleagues are being urged on by U.S. Rep. Earl Blumenauer (D-Ore.), who in May complained to Mayor Charlie Hales and the rest of the City Council that Portland duplicates the state’s marijuana regulations, to the detriment of small-business owners. Critics like Blumenauer note that an entrepreneur seeking a recreational license would pay twice as much in Portland as in other cities—because Portland charges $4,975 a year per license on top of the $4,750 that goes to the state. And they say the Office of Neighborhood Involvement— Fritz’s domain since Hales dropped it in her lap in 2015—is the wrong place for fostering a burgeoning industry. (Fritz ran ONI from 2009 to 2013, when Hales took over for two years, before abruptly giving it back to Fritz.) “The notion that there will be an expensive, duplicative program raises questions,” says Blumenauer. “For Portland, it’s time to get it right.” This fall, the City Council will discuss whether to trim back the rules it passed less than a year ago, on Oct. 21, 2015.

“I think it’s worth taking a look at the whole structure,” says Novick, who last year supported the rules. “We need to take a fresh look,” says Commissioner Nick Fish, who also voted to adopt the regulations. They’re joined by Commissioner Dan Saltzman, who last year was the lone no vote against Portland’s marijuana regulations. “I see no rhyme or reason why we have a separate regulatory program,” he says. “I think the regulations that the state Legislature and the [Oregon Liquor Control Commission] have spent a lot of time on are sufficient.” Frustration with city cannabis regulations had been building through the spring—especially after the Office of Neighborhood Involvement in May banned the giveaway of marijuana at any event to which tickets had been sold. (Disclosure: WW has sponsored such events in the past.) Portland has taken other restrictive measures against practices state law otherwise allows, banning home delivery of recreational marijuana. Fritz defends ONI’s work but says she’s open to revisions, including allowing marijuana deliveries. “We are trying to make this a success for small business,” she says. Even as its decisions became more controversial, ONI’s marijuana office grew larger: It now has nine employees. Portland’s fees on marijuana businesses spell big bucks for city government—at least $825,000 is projected in 2016-17. But the system is set up to fund itself, meaning the fees pay for the regulators and aren’t supposed to be tapped to pay for other wish-list items. (That’s why the city is separately seeking voter approval of a 3 percent tax on recreational marijuana sales this November.) To a far smaller degree, the city also duplicates the state’s regulation of bars—a task that also falls to ONI. But Saltzman says it’s a mistake to treat dispensaries like bars, because dispensaries have far fewer and less serious impacts on surrounding neighborhoods. People consume alcohol at bars, whereas they simply shop for pot at dispensaries. “It’s an entirely different buzz, so to speak,” he says. Mayor Charlie Hales championed the city’s rules. His office says he’s deferring to Fritz now. Mayor-elect Ted Wheeler, who employed a campaign fundraiser who lobbies for the marijuana industry, says “we should regularly evaluate which of Portland’s regulations are unnecessarily duplicative.” Advocates for rolling back Portland’s rules point 110 miles south to Eugene—where the city has no rules specific to marijuana businesses. “We treat them the same as any other business applying for a permit,” says Jan Bohman, a city spokeswoman. Eugene, of course, is far smaller than Portland, with only 28 dispensaries selling recreational and medical marijuana, compared with 156 in Portland, according to the Oregon Health Authority. Still, the fact that Eugene has come this far with no additional regulations is striking to some commissioners. “I want to hear from the people of Eugene whether the way they’re doing it has caused any problems,” says Novick. “If Eugene with no additional regulations isn’t getting any complaints, then maybe we rethink the whole thing.” For Pedreira, change can’t come soon enough. “It feels like they’re trying to thin out small businesses,” he says, “by making it harder and more expensive to operate.”

COMPLAINT DESK When Portland adopted rules last year to govern its growing pot industry, Mayor Charlie Hales said he preferred overregulation. “I want us to assert our ability to be a local regulator,” Hales said during a 2015 City Council meeting, “and then, over time, tune those regulations.” Dispensaries and other cannabis businesses have chafed under those rules. Here are their top five complaints. BETH SLOVIC.


1. Portland slams business owners with fees. Retail shops applying for medical and recreational licenses from the city pay $975 in fees for each application, even though the forms are identical. They then pay $3,500 and $4,975 license fees annually. That’s on top of the license fees they pay to the state. No other Portland business faces such high fees. New bars, for example, pay $100 application fees and $35 annual renewal fees.

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2. Portland imposes requirements that don’t apply to other businesses. As a condition of their city licenses, pot businesses operating in commercial zones also have to obtain commercial building permits. Other businesses don’t automatically face this hurdle, says Ross Caron, a spokesman for the Bureau of Development Services. 3. Portland’s rules duplicate the state’s. State officials, for example, ask shops for security plans. So does the city. The state requires owners to detail

how they’ll keep people from consuming pot onsite, for example. Portland seeks similar plans, which call for making sure pot doesn’t get into the hands of minors and for dealing with complaints from neighbors.

marijuana application fee and the $4,975 license fee. That means they’re paying for a city license before knowing whether they’ll be approved. “It’s unclear what happens from there,” says Meghan Walstatter of Pure Green.

4. Portland’s Office of Neighborhood Involvement gets things backward. To apply for a state license to sell recreational pot, owners need what’s called a land-use compatibility statement from the city. To get that, owners must pay the $975 recreational

5. Portland prohibits activities that the state allows. Portland voters overwhelmingly approved legalization, but city rules are more restrictive than state regulations. For example, Portland doesn’t allow pot delivery even though the state does.

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On May 1, 2012, five months after the end of the Occupy Portland camps, Catherine Garcia went into the streets of downtown Portland to protest Wall Street bailouts. It didn’t go well: She was arrested by Portland police after allegedly leaping onto the back of her boyfriend while a cop was trying to handcuff him. Garcia was booked into the Multnomah County Jail on four charges, including resisting arrest and interfering with a peace officer. She was found guilty of the interfering charge, a Class A misdemeanor, in October 2012. Four years later, Garcia’s case may become a boon not only to protesters, but to criminal defendants across the state. An Oregon Court of Appeals ruling in her case this summer threw out her conviction—and could curtail how prosecutors throw the book at suspects by charging them with multiple crimes for the same act. Appeals judges ruled June 8 that Garcia couldn’t be convicted of interfering with a peace

WHOSE STREETS?: Portland activists demonstrated against police killings of black men in a July 7 protest. An Oregon Court of Appeals ruling may offer new protections for such protesters.

officer, because she was resisting arrest at the time she fought police—and couldn’t do both. “We further conclude,” the ruling says, “that the Legislature intended to prohibit the state from charging a defendant with both resisting arrest and IPO based on the same conduct.” Susan Mandiberg, a criminal law professor at Lewis & Clark Law School, says the rulings could reduce the leverage prosecutors have over defendants. “One thing that many prosecutors do is charge more than one crime for a single behavioral episode, as a way to encourage the defendant to enter a guilty plea and not go to trial,” Mandiberg tells WW. “These Court of Appeals opinions remove that ability, at least as far as these statutes are concerned.” But the fight isn’t over: The Oregon Department of Justice is asking for the ruling in Garcia’s case to be reversed by the Oregon Supreme Court. A spokeswoman for the DOJ declined to comment for this story. Police reports from Garcia’s 2012 arrest describe a chaotic scene, with officers originally trying to arrest Garcia’s then-boyfriend, William Storaasli, for refusing to leave the street when police ordered him to. “At that same time, Garcia jumped on top of [Storaasli], wrapping him up in a bear hug as she said ‘Let him go!’” reads a police report by Officer Todd Engstrom. “Garcia would not let go of [him] and hugged him with a death grip. It took all my strength to pry Garcia’s arms off of [Storaasli].” Engstrom added: “Based on my experience



working protests, ‘un-arresting’ co-protestors is a common practice, and Garcia was clearly trying to ‘un-arrest’ [Storaasli].” Garcia could not be reached for comment on this story. But at trial, Garcia’s public defender, Chris O’Connor, argued the Oregon Legislature had clearly barred prosecutors from charging people with interfering when they were also resisting arrest. He cited a law passed in 1997, and amended in 1999, that says an IPO charge “does not apply in situations in which the person is engaging in activity that would constitute resisting arrest.” “I have been trying to wrap my mind around how the state can take a position to say that [Garcia] was resisting the arrest of Mr. Storaasli,” O’Connor told Judge Adrienne Nelson, “and then simultaneously, maintain a charge that they know, and have been instructed by the Legislature, does not apply in situations where they think there was this resisting arrest activity.” O’Connor faced an uphill argument. Amanda Alvarez Thibeault, an independent legal contractor based in San Diego, worked as a public defender in Multnomah and Washington counties from 2013 to 2015. She says the combination of interfering and resisting-arrest charges was hard to beat in court, despite the 1999 amendment. “I’ve had more than one situation where I would look across the table at the client and say, ‘You know, I think we can beat the substantive charge, but I think you’re going to go down on the resisting or IPO,’” she says. “And that’s really frustrating.” But the Appeals Court ruling in Garcia’s case could change that. Already, it’s setting precedent. On June 29, the Appeals Court cited the Garcia case to overturn the 2012 interfering with a peace officer conviction of Rose Ida Kountz, who shoved a Portland police officer trying to arrest her son. Jeffrey Howes, a Multnomah County prosecutor and first assistant to District Attorney Rod Underhill, says prosecutors are paying attention to the rulings. “Obviously, these are two opinions that we have read and reviewed,” he says, “and as they now stand, they are the current state of the law, and my office will work to abide by those opinions.” Two courthouse sources tell WW that Multnomah County judges have begun throwing out interfering charges in recent weeks—and defense-lawyer efforts to toss such cases are already being called “Garcia-Kountz motions.”

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How one Portland neighborhood learned to stop worrying and love its campers. BY R ACHEL MON A HA N

Portland Police Officer Jason Jones arrives early in the morning at Slough Town. Three hand-built wooden rafts sit atop plastic barrels moored to the water’s edge in the Columbia Slough. On one raft and on the land nearby are a few camping tents. The other two rafts hold handmade tiny houses, constructed from wood pallets and plastic tarps. The captain of this flotilla goes by the name Gilligan. His real name is Danny Ferren. He’s 39 years old with a meth addiction and minor brushes with the law over the past 10 years. A year ago, he picked this out-of the-way bog as a homestead. Now living in the slough—a swampy channel of water bordering the Columbia River near Portland International Airport—with a halfdozen other homeless people, Gilligan is facing a cop. Gilligan knows what usually comes next. He gets rousted—a casualty of the increasing disdain Portlanders have for a growing homeless

population blamed for wrecking natural areas, attracting vermin with piles of garbage, and stealing. Yet Jones hasn’t come to sweep Gilligan out. Instead, he’s bringing good news: Jones says he’s talked the city out of erecting a fence to block access to the slough. Gilligan sounds relieved, even though he was ready to improvise. “I was just going to build a ladder and go over the fence,” Gilligan says. “That would be awesome,” Jones says. “That would be creative.” The friendly chat between Gilligan and the local patrolman on a July morning isn’t an accident. It’s just one of several experiments over the past six months in the outer Northeast Portland neighborhood of Parkrose, where community leaders are trying something different with homeless people: welcoming them. cont. on page 14

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didn’t start at City Hall, or from the city’s fiercely protective homelessness activists. Instead, it quietly grew from a police officer and leaders within the neighborhood, who decided they would rather work with their homeless neighbors than against them. “My idea was, if they know I’ll treat them fairly, that I’m kind, and I’m trying to help, they’ll be more willing to help me and more willing to listen,” Jones says. “I’ve found that works very well for Parkrose.” Three days spent on the streets of Parkrose show the neighborhood’s brain trust struggling to bring stability to chaotic camps and drug-addicted people, while trying to keep the peace with the homeowners and mom-and-pop businesses next door. It also shows that addressing the homeless crisis in Portland may not require opening Wapato Jail or building a $100 million shelter on the waterfront. This city needs far more affordable housing units, but in the meantime, management of homelessness involves far less dramatic actions: paying attention to the little details that make life on the streets easier and more orderly. Bruce Drumright, a former network engineer who lives in Gilligan’s floating camp, can see the difference in how Jones treats him. “He looks me in the eye,” Drumright says. “He actually sees me.”

OFFICER FRIENDLY: Jason Jones is one of two Portland police officers assigned to Parkrose during the day.



his summer, the eyes of the city are fixed on the Springwater Corridor, a bike path in outer Southeast Portland that has become home to as many as 500 people sleeping outdoors—one of the largest concentrations of homeless people in the nation (“Springwater Spills Over,” WW, July 20, 2016). Mayor Charlie Hales pledged to clean out Springwater camps this week—but then he postponed the sweep until Sept. 1 after homeless advocates at the Oregon Law Center threatened a lawsuit. On Aug. 2, the mayor also scaled back permission to pitch tents in Portland. The Springwater cleanup is the latest flash point in decades of City Hall efforts to address homelessness. But three miles to the north of the bike trail, a cop, a priest and a former professor are trying to find a better way. It sounds like a setup to a joke. But Jones has teamed up with Mingus Mapps, who heads a business development nonprofit, and the Rev. Joshua Kingsley, a priest at St. Matthew’s Episcopal Church, in an effort to rethink how neighborhoods like Parkrose treat the people sleeping on their streets. To be sure, Parkrose is hardly the only place in Portland that shows compassion to the homeless. The strategies Jones and his two partners are employing aren’t unique. And the neighborhood isn’t grappling with a problem on the scale of the Springwater Corridor—about 100 homeless people live in Parkrose, scattered among small camps, living in RVs and squatting in foreclosed homes. But what’s noteworthy about “the Parkrose Alliance” is that it

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Jason Jones has always been an unusual police officer. At 42, he talks like an academic and looks like an extra from Top Gun. For vacation, he travels to destinations like the Bahamas—to train local police forces. He works a second job as an adjunct college instructor, teaching criminal justice classes at Portland State University and Mt. Hood Community College. That bookish bent showed even in his first days on the Portland force, 17 years ago. During police academy training, he spent nights at the library, finishing his master’s degree in behavioral sciences from California State University, Dominguez Hills. In an introduction to his PSU course, Jones outlines his understanding of the nuances of policing homeless camps. “The unhoused know that if livability problems get too problematic, the police will be summoned to address them,” Jones writes, “so there is no need to exert informal social controls over other unruly persons tied to their social groups.” Parkrose has been his assignment since late 2012. He arrived to a neighborhood on the east edge of I-205, stretching north from Rocky Butte’s lookouts to the parking lots of IKEA. It’s a neighborhood with few landmarks—its best-known feature is probably the Multnomah County Inverness Jail. In the past five years, Parkrose has seen a spike in its homeless population. It’s hard to know precisely how much homelessness has increased in Parkrose. But since 2011, calls to police about “unwanted persons”— trespassing—have spiked 287 percent from 123 calls a year to 477. The number nearly doubled from 2014 to 2015 alone. As one of only two neighborhood beat cops working Parkrose during the day, Jones faced a decision: come down hard on scofflaws or launch a campaign to make homeless people feel safe enough to talk to him. He chose the latter. “Incremental trust-building” is how officer Jones describes his work now, noting he’s gotten to know “most everybody” in the camps. Jones says he rarely makes drug arrests that aren’t combined with other illegal behavior—particularly dangerous driving. During a recent day on patrol, Jones interacts with a man on the sidewalk who appeared to be overdosing but snapped out of his nod abruptly. He also visits a camp along Sandy Boulevard, where people are living behind the blackberry brambles, completely hidden from the street. A 36-year-old woman who gives her name as Vectra is barefoot, disheveled and carrying more than she can handle. She’s leaving the camp when Jones arrives. He asks how she is. Her response: “Every day is good day.” Jones offers her a container in which to dispose of her needles, and she accepts. At Slough Town, Jones asks about a new visitor to Parkrose homeless camps that he’s been hearing about—a young newcomer who has been causing trouble. “I’ve been hearing about this guy Cody?” Jones says. “He’s a problem,” Gilligan says. “How can I help? What are your ideas?” Jones asks. “I’m hearing from people that he’s a predator, preys on the weak.” “I’d like to set him on fire,” Gilligan says. Another camper adds: “He’s a bully.” cont. on page 16



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Parkrose SANDY CASTLE: Two homeless women, Valerie Kaufman (left) and Vectra (above), live along Northeast Sandy Boulevard behind blackberry brambles. Willamette Week AUGUST 3, 2016




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“I’m not writing a police report,” Jones says. “I just need to have a conversation with him.” “He had a pellet gun he was running around with—very realistic,” Gilligan warns. The trust between Jones and Gilligan—the kind that breaks through the street code against snitching—has been a year in the making.


hursday is trash-collection day at the homeless camps. That’s when inmates from the Inverness Jail arrive at Slough Town and other spots across Parkrose to gather garbage bags that homeless people have placed at the edge of camp. The idea for garbage pickup at homeless camps started this past winter with conversations among Jones, Kingsley and Mapps. Mapps, who sports dark-rimmed glasses and a shaved head, runs the nonprofit Historic Parkrose. His main duty is giving out matching grants funded by the Portland Development Commission so businesses can renovate their storefronts. But Mapps began thinking differently last year when Brian “Pirate Jack” Scott, 57, wandered into his storefront, looking for help from the police. Mapps shares space with Jones and other officers, who use the office mostly as a spot to eat lunch and take a restroom break. That means Mapps ends up fielding all manner of visitors. Pirate Jack—who has a long, thin, craggy face and dark, shoulder-length hair—came in one 16

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afternoon last year. He had been living along the train tracks until railroad police cleared his camp. Lost in the sweep were his aunt’s ashes, Mapps recalls. That story touched Mapps. He met with Jones and Kingsley, the Episcopal priest, to talk about a new approach. They decided to do something unusual: hold a summit between homeless campers and local business owners. They held four listening sessions in February, March and April. At two meetings, the homeless told their stories; at the other two, neighbors and business owners took their turn. Annette Stanhope, head of the Parkrose Neighborhood Association, was struck by Jones’ assertion that most homeless campers were trying to be law-abiding. “Just a fraction of the people out there are causing crimes,” Stanhope says. “If I were to say that, it’s fairly presumptuous. Because he has experience interacting with the homeless, it carries a lot more weight.” One thing businesses and campers agreed on: Neither liked the piles of garbage and the rats the camp attracted. “There’s trash everywhere,” says Angie Jenkins, president of the Parkrose Business Association, “but it’s illegal to put it in someone else’s trash can. They’re not going to do it, because they’re going to get arrested.” So the newly formed Parkrose Alliance made trash the main priority. In Parkrose, because many campers weren’t on city property, installing dumpsters at all the camps proved impossible. After the listening

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HELPING HAND: Mingus Mapps of Historic Parkrose at his office.

sessions, the business association began providing trash bags. Jones delivers them to camps, and Mapps keeps 1,000 in his office on Northeast Sandy Boulevard. Jones arranged for inmates to pick up the trash on Thursdays. The arrangement is ad hoc and fails from time to time. The third week in July, the garbage wasn’t picked up. Jones was on vacation, so he didn’t spot it. In the meantime, businesses neighboring the camps became alarmed. But the next week, it was back on schedule. The idea of trash pickup at homeless camps isn’t unheard of. Hales’ office has at times provided it along the Springwater Corridor. But a neighborhood-run trash service for the homeless is an innovation. The Parkrose Alliance had more ideas. Gilligan mentioned that campers needed fire extinguishers—and businesses donated a few of those as well. Other ideas—portable toilets at camps, and getting a laundromat to accept locally made tokens—have so far fizzled. But the group now has bigger ambitions. Next month, the Parkrose Alliance plans a resource fair for the homeless, featuring help for getting identification and drug treatment. Jones even wants to create affordable housing, maybe in vacant houses now used as squats. CONT. on page 19 Willamette Week AUGUST 3, 2016



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PARKROSE WAY: The Rev. Joshua Kingsley visits Gilligan at his camp.

Outside observers are impressed. “They’re trailblazing models of bringing in all the players to a shared community problem,” says homeless activist Vahid Brown. Even the local business association president is thrilled. “It’s the entire neighborhood talking,” Jenkins says. “It’s huge when you collectively get together. I love it. We can take America back.”


“I THINK THE HOMELESS PEOPLE ARE BETTER OUT HERE.” When he was a kid, he wanted to grow up and be a minister. But his first job was as a music teacher in White Salmon, Wash. His wife is still a teacher. When the recession hit, they moved to Portland, and he decided to pursue the priesthood he’d first contemplated at age 10. Two years ago, he took his first pastoral assignment, at St. Matthew’s Episcopal Church on Northeast Prescott Street and 112th Avenue. Before this year, Kingsley had met some of the neighborhood homeless. His church has an outside water spigot and electric outlet that it allows the needy to use. But joining the Parkrose Alliance has given Kingsley ideas. Now he’s pushing his allies to develop a grand vision for what they can accomplish in the neighborhood: making Parkrose into a hub for neighborhoodlevel social justice work. “What we’re talking about,” he says, “is trying to establish the common good in Parkrose.” Six months into the experiment, not everyone agrees things are getting better in Parkrose. Dean Payne moved his business into a property on the Columbia Slough more than 10 years ago, when he says the spot was being used for drug dealing and pros-


n the morning of July 28, Gilligan gets another visitor to his floating camp: the local priest. Kingsley is 33 years old and wearing a baseball cap, Converse sneakers and tan jeans with his ecclesiastical white collar. He’s rolled up his long black sleeves just enough to reveal tattoos, one of which bears words from the liturgy: “Kyrie Eleison, Christe Eleison, Kyrie Eleison.” Gilligan offers to show him the improvements he’s made since Kingsley’s last visit. The camp is full of Gilligan’s handiwork. There’s an outhouse, a shower, a solar-powered porch light, and a miniature wood stove. Kingsley peers at the tiny stove. “I feel like I remember you doing like a lot of trial and error with that,” he says. “Oh God, it was so much trial and error,” Gilligan says. “One of the most beautiful sounds in the world that I have ever heard is when I finally got it right and I closed that door, and I heard this ‘hooo.’ It was so wonderful.” Kingsley is the third member of the trio leading the Parkrose Alliance. While Jones is the street ambassador and Mapps runs logistics, Kingsley pushes for a larger vision. Kingsley grew up in northern Idaho, the child of a teenage mom who was sometimes homeless. (The family’s longest stretch was in an RV for six months, moving from place to place, he says.) The experience gave him a strong political bent. “My life was hard like that, in part because my dad was paid below a living wage,” Kingsley says. “In part, people made money off my life being hard. My pain and suffering subsidized their kids going to better schools.”

HOME SWEET HOME: Gilligan walks the plank to the tiny floating home he built.


titution. He still runs his construction company out of the site, and says the garbage pickups have emboldened campers on the waterway. “They do nothing but live off us,” Payne says. “They leave their garbage. They get food, clothing and medical care. We have to pay for it. They do nothing but do drugs and steal, and that creates more expense for us. I think they should quit feeding them, quit clothing them, taking care of them, so they have to go to work.” But others say the neighborhood is proving that it’s possible to reach an uneasy peace with people who don’t have any way to live indoors. “It’s not going away,” says Cathy Morris, vice president of Northwest Pest Control, a local business. “We have to address it. You can’t just push people from here to there.” And Gilligan? He says his life in Slough Town is going great. He says it’s the result of his hard work and self-reliance. He lives on $50 a month. He refuses food stamps, because he knows he’d sell them to buy meth. Instead, he barters for his drugs with items he finds in the trash or by doing odd jobs. He works seven days a week, hauling cans and scrap metal in a long, heavy-duty trailer that fits on the back of his bike. He’s voting for Donald Trump. But he also is grateful for what Jones, Mapps and Kingsley have done. They listened to what he needed, instead of telling him what to do. “That is not something that has happened out here before,” Gilligan says. “They earned my respect.” Gilligan now has only one nagging worry. He fears that police sweeps of the Springwater Corridor will bring more homeless to Parkrose—perhaps a worse kind of homeless. He left Johnson Creek along the Springwater trail more than a year ago, and he doesn’t want what he saw there coming to him. “I think the homeless people are better out here,” Gilligan says. He says the Springwater attracts “lazy” homeless people because it has places for them to get a hot meal and new clothes and exchange needles. He hopes to discourage new arrivals from ruining Parkrose—a place where living outdoors finally feels like home. “We want to nip that in the bud,” Gilligan says. Kingsley takes a more welcoming view. “We want to get ready for it,” the priest says. Willamette Week AUGUST 3, 2016


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That Time Oregon Decided the Presidential Election THE MOST DISPUTED SINGLE ELECTORAL VOTE IN HISTORY. By Jo hn Lo c a n t h i


The 2016 presidential election is slowly lurching to an end. The parties have their nominees, the vice presidents have been selected, and all that’s left is to hold our noses and decide which candidate to vote for. But that’s not for another three excruciating months. Oregonians’ role in presidential politics has often been one of resignation. The primary is too late to play an important part in deciding party nominees—although this year our Bernie vote provided the fond fiction of “helping put pressure on key planks of the Democratic platform!” Oregon isn’t a swing state. It hasn’t cast a majority of votes for a Republican since Dutch Reagan captured 49 states in 1984. And even if it were a swing state, Oregon’s seven electoral votes leave it insignificant compared to Florida (29), Ohio (18) and Pennsylvania (20). But oddly enough, Oregon had only three electoral votes when it played its most important role in American politics. Democratic presidential nominee Samuel J. Tilden, who’d won the popular vote by 250,000 votes, needed a single electoral vote to win the presidency, and he needed Oregon Gov. La Fayette Grover to give it to him. While the 2000 election—arguably decided by a single vote on the Supreme Court—is freshest in our minds, 1876 was the most bitterly contested election in the country’s history. It had the highest voter turnout in U.S. history at nearly 82 percent. It also reached a conclusion that satisfied no one. Tilden won the popular vote but ultimately lost the electoral vote to Republican Rutherford B. Hayes. Just perusing books about Hayes’ narrow victory (sample title: Fraud of the Century: Rutherford B. Hayes, Samuel Tilden, and the Stolen Election of 1876) gives you a feel for it. Roy Morris Jr. might have put it best in Fraud of the Century: “Recognizing that partisans on both sides were guilty of engaging in ethically questionable behavior and sometimes illegal activities to suppress or reduce the votes of their opponents, historians have carefully straddled the line between corrupt Republican electoral practices and violent Democratic abuses…. Even if Hayes (so the thinking goes) stole the election from Tilden, he was only stealing back what the Democrats had already stolen from him.” Setting the scene: The country was only a decade removed from the Civil War in 1876. Reconstruction had enfranchised millions of black Americans, but the Republican military

governorships of unreconstructed Southern states were unpopular with a certain type of white guy. The Ku Klux Klan and other organizations were on the rise as Southern Democrats resorted to terrorism. The administration of President Ulysses S. Grant, a Republican, was plagued by scandal after scandal, and his anointed presidential successor had been caught in a bribery scandal after an aide failed to “kindly burn this [incriminating] letter.” Tilden and the Democrats smelled blood in the water. Both Tilden, New York’s governor, and Hayes, Ohio’s governor, went to bed on election night, Nov. 7, 1876, thinking Tilden had won. But the electoral votes in four states—Florida, Louisiana, South Carolina and Oregon—were called into question. Tilden had 184 electoral votes to Hayes’ 165, with 20 more votes on the table from these four states. The magic number to clinch the presidency was 185. All the electoral votes from those other three states eventually went to Hayes, making Oregon’s three votes pivotal to deciding the presidency. And in an election defined by cronyism and partisanship, Oregon was perhaps the most bumbling and incompetent state of them all. The undecided election came to be known as “the Oregon muddle.” Hayes won Oregon’s popular vote over Tilden by about 1,000 votes. That result was never challenged. However, only electors actually cast each state’s votes for president, and there was a conflict with one of Oregon’s three Republican electors. John W. Watts had cast his vote for Hayes. Democrats questioned the Republican’s constitutional eligibility, though, because Watts also held office as a Yamhill County postmaster—a public official forbidden from such service. There had already been some dispute about Watts’ eligibility going into the voting, but it didn’t come under intense scrutiny until the chairman of the Democratic National Committee—the Debbie Wasserman Schultz of his day—sent a telegram to Oregon’s Democratic governor, La Fayette Grover, on Nov. 15, two days after Watts resigned as postmaster. Despite the fact the governor’s job constitutionally has nothing to do with selecting electors—that’s the secretary of state’s job—Grover decided to personally replace Watts with a Democrat, E.A. Cronin. For insurance, the Democrats wanted to bribe one of the other Republican electors. A Democratic operative was dispatched to Portland with a copy of The Household English Dictionary, to be used in decoding secret telegrams related to the bribe scheme.

One such telegram: “Certificate [of elector] will be issued to a Democrat. Must purchase a Republican elector to recognize and act with Democrat and secure the vote and prevent trouble. Deposit $10,000 to my credit with Kountze Brothers, Wall Street. Answer.” The Democrats also paid $3,000 to retain the services of Republican law firm Hill, Durham and Thompson. This might have been done for reasons other than a legal defense. As Victor Rosewater wrote in The Century Magazine in 1913, a “senior partner was also the editor of the Portland ‘Oregonian.’” The hope was The Oregonian “would be induced not to be too severe in criticizing the Democratic machinations.” The Democrats weren’t able to make a bribe deal work. And the ardently Republican Oregonian still ran articles with headlines such as “Cronin’s Outrageously Illegal Part in the Programme and how he Carried it out.” If you think this already sounds convoluted, hold onto your butts. Grover and the Oregon secretary of state, fellow Democrat Stephen Chadwick, called a private meeting of the state electoral college. The three Republican electors—the only ones who had actually voted in the election—were joined at the meeting by Cronin and two other Democrats. They locked the door, and Cronin refused to let the Republicans see the electoral certificates. After much fighting and bellyaching, two separate documents emerged. One, signed by the original three electors, awarded three votes to Hayes. The other, signed by the three Democrats, awarded two votes to Hayes and the all-important one vote to Tilden. Grover signed the latter document, and both were sent to Washington, D.C. In a sign that everything was aboveboard and not the least bit shady, the Democratic elector would only agree to deliver the certificate guaranteeing Tilden’s presidency if Democratic campaign managers paid him $3,000 in gold. With so much confusion, the federal government formed a special electoral commission composed of five representatives, five senators and five Supreme Court justices. Most crucially, it was made up of eight Republicans and seven Democrats, who proceeded to vote along party lines. The commission ruled that the Democrat’s certificate was invalid, despite the signature of Oregon Gov. Grover, because overseeing electors was solely the duty of the secretary of state. All three of Oregon’s electoral votes went to Hayes, giving him the presidency. Grover left the governorship for the state Senate amid vociferous criticism from the public. Nationally, the furor and accusations of corruption and fraud were severe. The project of Reconstruction was largely abandoned out of fear of another Civil War, and the foundation of what would become Jim Crow laws began to fester in the South. And Hayes, who was routinely mocked as “Rutherfraud,” would go down as a forgettable single-term president. This, my friends, was Oregon’s proudest moment in presidential politics—the only time we played a key role in a presidential election. Willamette Week AUGUST 3, 2016




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THE BIG BANG: Explode Into Colors is getting back together. The Portland post-punk dub-funk trio will play a pair of benefit shows, both at Mississippi Studios on Oct. 16. The first is a fundraiser for youth-music advocacy organization Friends of Noise, while the later show benefits the famed and recently beleaguered Los Angeles DIY space the Smell. Explode Into Colors led a brief but (ahem) explosive existence. For about three years, the band— drummer Lisa Schonberg, percussionist Heather Treadway and baritone guitarist Claudia Meza—was arguably the most exciting in the city. It won WW’s Best New Band poll in 2009 and signed to Kill Rock Stars but broke up in 2010 without ever releasing a proper full-length. “We are so excited to be making music together again,” Schonberg wrote on the band’s Facebook page following the reunion announcement. “I can’t find the right words to explain the feeling. You’ll just have to come out and see.” VINYL BANDITS: Mississippi Records owner Eric Isaacson is breathing a sigh of relief after recovering a chunk of rare blues records that were stolen from his personal collection. Isaacson operates the Mississippi Records storefront on North Albina Avenue and the label of the same name, which specializes in reissues of obscure American traditional music. Last week, he came home to find his door jimmied open and about 80 records missing. “Everything in there is super-rare,” he says. “It was an extremely abnormal pile of records.” As word of the theft spread on social media, a man came into Mothership Music attempting to sell a crate of vinyl that matched the description. Owner Dewey Mahood confirmed the collection with Isaacson and was able to return about 58 records to him without involving the police. (Mahood declined to go into detail about how it worked out.) >> Another recent theft that remains unsolved involves the Booty Bump, a small pushcart outfitted with a sound system and LED lights, often seen igniting impromptu dance parties near Southeast Morrison Street and Grand Avenue. It was stolen from the patio of Proper Salon on or around July 9. Anyone with information is asked to call the salon. A cash reward is being offered for its return. OREGON BEER AWARDS 2017: The Oregon Beer Awards will return to select and celebrate our state’s top beers in 22 categories, as well as honor Oregon’s exceptional breweries, bars and festivals in eight additional categories. It’s the only statewide beer competition in Oregon. Last year, OBA recognized 42 medalists in 14 categories. There were 525 individual beers entered by 78 breweries in 25 cities. Several categories have been expanded for 2017. We invite brewers to apply starting Oct. 17, and all craft-beer enthusiasts to join us Feb. 28 at Revolution Hall for the “Academy Awards of Oregon Beer.” All brewers, even returning participants, entering beers in the competition must read the complete 2017 OBA style guidelines and users’ manual before beginning registration. Find the style details at Registration is from Oct. 17 to Dec. 16, 2016.


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First Thursday at Union Way

[POP-UP ART] The First Thursday Art Walk isn’t just for beret-sporting collectors anymore. Anyone wandering from Powell’s to the Ace Hotel will find a pop-up art alley, this month featuring intricate collages that look like an Etsy storybook (@beanthequeen_) and street art-style pop prints from Sam Walsh (@wolfanddogstudios). Union Way, 1022 W Burnside St., 503-922-0056. 4 pm. Free.




[BIG LITTLE FEST] Between Jeff Tweedy’s solo performances, the reunited Wolf Parade’s first appearance in the Pacific Northwest in years, and sets from Beach House, Yo La Tengo and Mac DeMarco, it’s not a stretch to call this the Little Music Festival That Could’s biggest year ever. Pendarvis Farm, 16581 SE Hagen Road, Weekend tickets are $290. Through Aug. 7.

This weekend, the OMSI bridge parking lot will be taken over by a ring of fire sauces. The PDX Hot Sauce Expo will offer an overwhelming array of palate-destroying liquid capsaicin, and spicy-food eating contests that might include actual vomiting. It should be terrific. In honor of the event, we asked Mi Mero Mole owner and salsa scholar Nick Zukin to put together the ultimate hot sauce cabinet you should keep at home.

Jalisco style: Valentina

(Red Label)

The most popular Mexican hot sauces come from the state of Jalisco, which touches the Pacific. Valentina has an earthy, dried chili flavor balanced by vinegar and sugar. Salsa Huichol, named for an indigenous local tribe, is sweeter, tangier and less earthy. Tapatío, borrowing the nickname of a person from Guadalajara, the capital of Jalisco, is actually made in California, but mimics the style. In Mexico, Valentina is used on ceviche, potato chips, and even fruits. Cholula is also from Jalisco, though named for an ancient town in Puebla, and has a more complex flavor with a citrusy character, though it has no citrus.

Cajun style: Tabasco


Invented in the 1800s, the oldest and still one of the best Cajun hot sauces, Tabasco uses mashed fresh red chilies that are then salted, fermented, and aged three years in whiskey barrels before being strained and mixed with vinegar. It’s very tangy, with an underlying funkiness from the fermentation. Crystal, one of the several similar sauces from the region invented in the early 1900s, is less sweet, less tangy and less spicy, with almost no funkiness, but still a good all-purpose hot sauce.

Caribbean style: El

Yucateco Habanero

The Yucatan Peninsula is where habaneros and this sauce come from. El Yucateco has several sauces made with Mexico’s hottest chili, but its Caribbean sauce best retains the floral character of the habanero. Matouk’s, a sauce from the Caribbean using Scotch bonnets, is harder to find, but also quite good. Locally, Aardvark is a good Caribbean hot sauce, though less floral. Hot

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[NOBLE SPORT] The Olympics kick off tonight with the thing Brazil does best: a party. Hawthorne’s new international sports bar Toffee Club also plans a party, which will segue into house and disco DJs. Toffee Club, 1006 SE Hawthorne Blvd., 971-254-9518, 4:30 pm.

Mama Chili Oil

If you really want to set your nostrils on fire, there’s nothing better than chili oil. You’ll find it on tables in Mexico, Thailand, and even China. It’s just toasted, dried hot chili flakes and/or their seeds in oil, sometimes with flavorings. Local salsa maker Hot Mama makes one with peanut oil, sesame seeds and garlic that is similar to the “crisp chili oil” you’ll find at Asian grocers. They’re nutty and toothmeltingly hot as a rule. Master Sauce crisp chili oil is a good Taiwanese brand that’s cheaper.

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[GENRE] A new company is defying all the conventions of summer theater and staging Jean Genet’s S&M murder mystery for its first-ever play. Come inside from your Shakespeares in the parks. Shaking the Tree Theatre, 823 SE Grant St., 503-235-0635. 2 pm. $15.




Most people are familiar with the “rooster sauce” made by Huy Fong, the California company started by a Vietnamese immigrant. It’s bitter and tastes of garlic powder, but it’s cheap and popular. Shark brand sriracha, a favorite of Pok Pok’s Andy Ricker, is the style you’ll find in Thailand. It’s fragrant and delicious, with a brighter red chili flavor backed by sweet garlic and vinegar.

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[CHI-TOWN RAP] Chance gets the headlines, Vic Mensa gets the Kanye cosigns, but it’s the third key member of Chicago’s Savemoney collective who put out the best front-toback project of the year. Purp’s iiiDrops mixtape is the realist flipside to Coloring Book’s optimism, observing America’s most violent city like a journalist who’s been embedded since birth. Star Theater, 13 NW 6th Ave., 8 pm. $12. All ages.

Medium Malaysian sambal oeleks:


Modeled after the chipotle sauces of Puebla, Búfalo can be found in most grocery stores. Chipotles (smoked jalapeños) in the sauce are balanced by sugar and sweet spices. This sauce is the reason many of the national brand salsas now make a chipotle version. Medium



Sriracha: Shark


Salsa Verde

In Mexico, tomatillos are much more common in table sauces than tomatoes. It’s a shame more hot sauces don’t highlight the sour fruit. Embasa is a national brand, and like Herdez, its salsas are used in place of homemade ones at many taquerias and taco trucks. Many other taquerias would be better off using them. Embasa’s salsa verde has a fresh, bright tomatillo flavor with just enough chile. For a spicier green sauce, look for Los Roast’s hot New Mexico Green Chile.

Chili Oil: Hot


Chipotle: Búfalo

Tomatillo: Embasa

Kokita Sambal Oelek

Malaysia and Indonesia have some of the world’s great hot sauces. Most can be hard to buy in the U.S. Sambal oelek, though, is available at most Asian grocers, even some national grocers, and is the base for many other sauces. Sambal oeleks are salty with an assertive fresh red chile flavor. Kokita’s has a little tomato for sweetness, but no vinegar. If you can’t find Kokita, look for a brand from Indonesia or Malaysia.

TUESDAY AUG. 9 Drew Magary


PDX Hot Sauce Expo

will be at the OMSI bridge parking lot, 1945 SE Water

Ave., 503-797-4000. 10 am-6pm Saturday-Sunday, Aug. 6-7. $10 advance, $15 day of event. VIP passes $50-$100.

[WORDS] If you’re familiar with Drew Magary’s dick jokes in his column on Deadspin, or his malcontent political writing for GQ, you might be perplexed to hear that his new novel, The Hike, has been described as “Cormac McCarthy’s Alice in Wonderland.” Powell’s Books at Cedar Hills Crossing, 3415 SW Cedar Hills Blvd., Beaverton, 7 pm. Free.

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Shandong = WW Pick.

Highly recommended.


Editor: MARTIN CIZMAR. Email: See page 3 for submission instructions.

THURSDAY, AUG. 4 National IPA Day

There’s pretty much only one place to celebrate National IPA Day in Portland, and that’s N.W.I.P.A. They’ll be stocking—duh—a bunch of IPAs. The little Foster Road hop garden may not have as many taps as a lot of the beer bars, but you can pretty much rest assured that owner Jackson Wyatt will get hold of some damn special ones, with Fat Head’s, Block 15 and Melvin promised so far. N.W.I.P.A., 6350 SE Foster Road, 503-805-7342. 2 pm.

Holden Winery Paired Dinner

Holden Wine Company is one of those culty Oregon wines that sells out entire vintages to discerning New Yorkers without Portland being any the wiser. Well, get wiser. Holden’s low-alcohol, distinctive chardonnay and pinot blanc will pair like a motherfucker with Nonna’s approachable Italian fare; they’re also pulling pinot noir back to 2011. Tickets are $80. Reserve at Nonna, 5513 NE 30th Ave., 503-894-9840. 6 pm. $80.



PDX Hot Sauce Expo

Pfriem Beer Pairing Dinner

You can’t really feel the Bern anymore, but for two days this weekend you can feel the burn. The OMSI bridge lot will play host to an unholy assortment of hot sauces from all over the country to taste, plus beers to splash over your blown-out palate. If that’s not enough pain for you, there’ll be all sorts of deeply inadvisable eating challenges with names like the Spicy Tacos of Doom Challenge, the Slaytanic Burrito From Hell Challenge, and the Guinness Book of Records Reaper Pepper Eating Challenge. Tickets $10 advance, $15 day of. (See Headout, page 23.) OMSI, 1945 SE Water Ave., 503-797-4000. 10 am-6 pm. $15.

Heads & Tails Crawfish Boil

Uptown Market has taken its annual crawfish boil a little bit...uptown. They’re still throwing a literal boatload of snappers into boiling water, and it’s still going to be messy. But this time around there will also be oysters from fancy schmancy Olympia Oyster Bar, veggie options, and a whole bunch of beer from Brewshed Alliance breweries like Baerlic, Fort George and Hopworks—in a crawdad-and-brewfest that’ll spill out into the parking lot. $20 nets a glass and 15 tokens good for either beer or food. Also— take note! You can only buy tickets online, at Uptown Market, 6620 SW Scholls Ferry Road, 503-336-4783. Noon-9 pm. $20.

Did you totally space out on the five-course, sumptuous Pfriem beer-pairing dinner at Hamlet last month, with five courses including seared octopus and roasted pork belly, plus five Pfriem beers (including the excellent Flanders blonde), all for a mere $50? Well, turns out you didn’t miss it at all— they had some kind of emergency, and so here the dinner is again. Treat it like a belated birthday card: still appreciated. Hamlet, 232 NW 12th Ave., 503-241-4009. 5-10 pm. $50.

MONDAY, AUG. 8 Sobremesa

What’s a week in Portland without another new pop-up? At the inaugural Sobremesa dinner at Portobello, chefs from Canteen and Farm Spirit will serve up a $49 prix-fixe menu of plant-based Mexican fare, including a trumpet mushroom escabeche, eggplant and tomato guisado and a mole verde with purslane, squash blossom and sacred herb yerba santa. There’ll be two seatings, one at 6 pm and one at 8 pm. Reserve tickets with Portobello. Portobello, 1125 SE Division St., 503-754-5993. 6 pm. $49.


Strawberry Cream Ale

1. Fukami







4246 SE Belmont St., 971-279-2161, The old Hokusei has reopened into what’s almost certainly the finest dedicated sushiya in town, with $65 and $85 many-course omakase menus, and beautiful drink pairings and cocktails. $$$$.

2. Wailua Shave Ice

1212 SE Hawthorne Blvd., 808-652-9394, Portland slipped the jetstream again this summer and the temp is 2 damn high. Every Saturday till it stops, get an elaborate and beautiful shave ice sundae from the pop-up Portland outpost of fine Kauai shave ice. $.

3. Hat Yai

1605 NE Killingsworth St., 503-764-9701. Thai chicken and curries with fresh, earthy, complex flavors—and some really killer, flaky fried chicken. $$.

4. Jouk Li Jou

1505 NE Alberta St., 340-244-4802. At Portland’s only Haitian spot, get impossibly cheap $5 pork tenderloin or chicken—plus a fiery blend of habanero cabbage and carrots called pikliz. $.

5. Southpark

901 SW Salmon St., 503-326-1300, Southpark’s got a new oyster bar with 13 varietals—but the real draw is the updated menu with newly ambitious small plates like a great octopus-and-blood-sausage plate with melon. $$$.


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Fearless does not have a stellar reputation among beer geeks. The Estacada brewery does turn out some duds, but when it’s on, it’s on—there’s a good reason the Fearless Loki Red landed in our top 10 beers of 2013. Which is why I usually toss it a token at beer festivals. At last week’s Oregon Brewers Festival, the state’s largest of the year, that got me the best local beer I had all day. The festival’s batch of Strawberry Cream Ale was outstanding—light, delicate and creamy, but fully alive with the subtle flavor of fresh berries. I liked it better than fruit beers from Pfriem and Breakside, which is a big compliment. And there were no lines for it, either. The geeks missed out. Recommended. MARTIN CIZMAR.

Hyland Vineyard Riesling (JAMES RAHN WINE CO.) German rieslings boast one of the most confounding classification systems known to man, and that can be a serious turnoff to casual wine drinkers. So let’s just say the Hyland Vineyard riesling made by former Heathman sommelier James Rahn—who now sets the wine lists at new spots Rue and Quaintrelle—is a little bit sweet, without being cloying. Even in the strong company of the Southeast Wine Collective’s many other small winemakers, the humble German-style offerings from Rahn’s eponymous brand stand out. His own tasting notes for this riesling include “pineapple and preserved lemon” on the palate, with “dried peach and damp bread dough” in the nose. But for me, the experience of drinking it is like a pleasant give-and-take between the wine’s inherent acidity—think peach pith—and sweetness from residual sugar. The result is something like lemon meringue pie served with chamomile tea: complex, not unsweet but never saccharine, and altogether memorable. And at just 11.1 percent ABV, even a bottle won’t put you on your back. Recommended. JORDAN MICHELMAN.


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Maybe blame it on the pop-ups, or maybe it really is just hard to open a restaurant in Portland these days. But while there’s no shortage of three-hour, $100 meals cooked for a tiny cadre of well-heeled tourists and industry people, it’s been a slow year in Portland for truly exciting restaurant openings. Surprisingly, a lot of the real momentum has returned to the parking lots. We’re not just talking about ex-Le Pigeon sous chef Andrew Mace’s short-lived experiment with a seafood cart, or Laurelhurst Market’s great blacktop grilled chicken. This summer, it’s like the cart scene caught an adrenaline shot to the sternum, serving up Marseillaise ratatouille according to grandma’s recipe, clams with squid-ink pasta by Bar Mingo’s sous chef, and sustainable high-end nigiri in St. Johns. Here are our seven new favorite carts of the summer’s bumper crop.

Gumba 1477 NE Alberta St., 503-975-5951,

Pasta is arguably perfect cart food. The supple, fresh version requires inexpensive ingredients but careful craftsmanship, meaning it’s exactly the sort of thing an ambitious proprietor can make a living at. Well, Gumba makes the best pasta dishes I’ve had in Portland this year. The menu changes pretty much daily, but the pappardelle ($11) is a constant. Served in a rich and earthy short-rib ragu with nutty shaved pecorino, it’s maybe a little rich for a hot summer day, but you’ll be craving it through fall. MARTIN CIZMAR.

Kazumi 8926 N Lombard St., 503-309-2548,

High-quality sushi carts in Portland are as rare as bluefin tuna are in the Pacific— especially since Belmont Street’s Sushi PDX closed. Kazumi, a new St. Johns cart, adds to the former without damaging the latter. Chef/owner Kazumi Boyd worked at the well-regarded West End joint Masu Sushi before spending three years at Bamboo Sushi, and focuses on sustainably caught fish like albacore and salmon. But for a non-aquatic highlight, get his exceptionally creamy tofu made in house (or rather, in trailer), which comes with grated ginger, scallion and soy. Note that prices are higher than most food carts—$17 nets a light meal of a spicy salmon roll with pickled burdock, two pieces of albacore sashimi and that wonderful tofu bowl. ZACH MIDDLETON.

Tehuana Oaxacan Cuisine 1331 N Killingsworth St., 360-721-3457.

Antojitos—meaning literally “ little cravings”—are pieces of pure deliciousness. New Killingsworth food cart Tehuana Oaxacan Cuisine offers a strong introduction to that Mexican region’s famous street foods. Tacos al pastor are rich and moist, not dry like they so often are elsewhere. You can also find huge tlayudas and their

smaller relatives memelitas—flat, crisped tortillas covered with frijoles revueltos (pureed black beans) and topped with your choice of meat, finished off with a mound of shredded cabbage and string-cheeselike Oaxacan cheese. All of the cart’s tortillas are hand-pressed and surprisingly delicate. Meanwhile, an agua fresca was made from beautifully ripe cantaloupe, and was insanely refreshing in the heat of the mostly shadeless asphalt parking lot. ZM.

Fine Goose


3267 SE Hawthorne Blvd. 503-539-7318,

Fine Goose is like something you’d find in the south of France—the sort of low-cost, domestic, humble, peasant-dish eatery that might serve fresh nicoise salad and a cold cucumber soup. Except in the case of Fine Goose, it’s Marseillaise chef Jean Broquere’s family recipe for ratatouille—a cocklewarming squash and tomato stew—and probably the only quiche in Portland I’ve truly loved. The $8 rotating greens-topped egg tart, filled with bacon and onion on my visit, is so soft, rich, savory and airily fluffy, it makes quiche and salad into a compliment for the first time since maybe 1955. A plate of hearty pâté and rillettes is bewilderingly cheap, at a mere $5. And $12 nets a whole country meal: a plate of just-so salty duck confit atop voluminous mashed potatoes, with fresh salad and a little tomato gratiné. If the potatoes were a tad dry, it’s no big whoop: Fine Goose makes a very fine duck. MATTHEW KORFHAGE.




Le Pantry 113 SE 28th Ave.

Ankeny Street food cart Le Pantry serves perhaps my favorite green salad in the city. The fresh greens come varied, sweet and flavorful without any microgreen bitterness or overthought dandelions, topped with a delicious, subtly citric vinaigrette. It’s as remarkable as it is simple. Those greens are also perhaps the one constant at this French-influenced, lovingly domestic food cart—served as a side for rotating seasonal fare like a delicious smoked-trout-and-egg salad ($10) on crusty country-bread toast and topped with sprigs of fresh dill, or green-tomato-dappled pork belly ($10), whose texture is managed with admirable delicacy. A sweetly caramelized short rib topped with apples and flecked hard cheese, large enough for a full meal, seemed criminally cheap at $12. Maybe best of all was a mushroom dish with rice gravy, like risotto in photonegative. Le Pantry feels less like a cart than home-cooked fare from someone’s actual pantry who happens to have one hell of a garden. MK.

Bari 5205 SE Foster Road, 360-213-7200,

This cart makes panzerotti, essentially deep-fried stromboli with a light, airy dough. They’re made by a man from Southern Italy, who makes them just like he does at home. At $8 for a large that’s not quite a


meal for one, they’re a little pricey for cart fare. Because they basically have the nutritional profile of a mozzy stick, they also don’t make much of a meal. But they are exceptionally tasty, popping with bright marinara and gooey cheese. MC.

Boke Dokie Southwest 10th Avenue and Washington Street cart pod,

I don’t know why the people at Boke are so much better with veggies than meat—I’ll still take their great fennel dashi over the pork

version at the Boke Bowl ramen spots—but there you go. At sandwich cart Boke Dokie, I’d eat the fried tofu sandwich before the ever-so-slightly oversweet chicken version, though both are pretty good fried up in breading with a kimchi and pickle top. But while the wealth of mayo is a bit much on the chicken, it’s just right for the tofu. Even better are a mix of crisped, spicy veggies and a killer bag of shoestring fries that are best naked, without the sauces thrown in the bag. Just don’t get dessert. That tiny hand pie tastes the way a Walgreens smells. MK. Willamette Week AUGUST 3, 2016



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Zale Schoenborn didn’t set out to make this year’s Pickathon the biggest ever. As things have often gone with the annual rock-meets-roots music festival he co-founded 18 years ago, that’s just sort of how it worked out. “It’s kind of an accident,” says the 46-year-old. “We put those fishing poles in every year. Sometimes it’s just chance.” When it launched in 1999 as a fundraiser for KBOO, Pickathon looked even less like a typical music festival than it does now—more like an under-attended wedding reception in the woods. Now, they’re eyeing their first potential sellout, with a lineup that includes the just-reunited Wolf Parade, dream-pop masters Beach House, indie-rock vets Yo La Tengo, soft-rock goof-prince Mac DeMarco and Wilco’s Jeff Tweedy, who is perhaps the platonic ideal of a Pickathon headliner. How did the festival get to this point? If we’re to continue Schoenborn’s fishing analogy, bands (and booking agents) have simply started to take the bait. As the summer festival circuit has continued to bloat and homogenize, Pickathon has come to seem less like a novelty—where acts play in barns and camp alongside fans, where water is free and the food locally sourced—than a respite. As Andrew Savage of Parquet Courts testified, “No advertisers, no waste, just music. This is what all music festivals should be like.” It took a long time to happen, though. So Willamette Week sat down with Schoenborn to map the milestones that have made Pickathon into Portland’s biggest little music festival.

1999: Pickathon makes an inauspicious debut at

Horning’s Hideout, a private park in North Plains, about 40 minutes outside Portland. A native Kentuckian with a background in festival booking and community radio, Schoenborn started Pickathon to help raise money for KBOO and also pursue, in his words, “the art of the better party.” With a lineup mixing various strands of Americana, “headlined” by Portland fixtures Little Sue and Lynn Conover, attendance was sparse. Schoenborn: “We had probably 90 people, including performers and dogs, at Horning’s Hideout. It was just too weird. Nobody who liked any of the music we had would come because they were totally rejecting us for not being pure enough in any one scene. What’s the strength of Pickathon now, for the first 10-plus years, maybe 13, was a terrible business curse, because no one got it.”

2000-2004: Pickathon continues at the

Horning’s Hideout location. Despite the underwhelming start, Schoenborn decided to keep the festival going, more than doubling in attendance in its second year...and then staying there. “It was fun. It didn’t take all year [to book]. It took three months. It was kind of like a basement project, and I didn’t have kids. The second year, we got lucky and got to 220 [attendees] or something, because we had Kelly Joe Phelps, which was a high-water mark for the first five years. But we just never had enough momentum where the artists who were big enough were saying, ‘Oh, we had a great time, you should come.’ That feedback in the system

barnyard anImalS: Thee Oh Sees at Pickathon 2012.

takes a while. It’s like growing a tree or something. It’s not fast. It’s a miracle we survived through those years, because we bounced around in the low 200s.”

2005: The festival is kicked out of Horning’s

Hideout at the last minute. Forced by his neighbors to pick between the three festivals held on his property—the other two being the Northwest String Summit and the annual appearance by jam favorites String Cheese Incident—the owner of Horning’s Hideout gave Pickathon the boot with roughly two months to go before the next installment, causing Schoenborn to scramble for a new location. “I ended up finding this piece of property. Someone we had a connection to hooked us up with a place down in Woodburn, which was next to the Pudding River, which is like a stream that goes through all the farms down there. They had a hay field, and we just decided we could do it there. That’s the year we met Mar [Ricketts] from GuildWorks, and he trucked in a bunch of shade cloth. We had to do electricity and water—none of that we had to do before at Horning’s. The biggest thing is we never thought about the experience, at all, at Horning’s. We did some beer and a little bit of food, but we were cooking food ourselves, and we had one beer. It wasn’t about the experience. When we went to Pudding River, that was our first taste.”

2006: Pickathon moves to Pendarvis Farm. Once again, tensions between rural neighbors (“some Hatfield and McCoy stuff,” as Schoenborn puts it) pushed the festival to find a new home quickly. Moving to 80-acre Pendarvis Farm in Happy Valley, Pickathon finally put down roots, establishing a close relationship with the farm’s owners, Sherry and Scott Pendarvis, and attracting bigger crowds with high-profile bookings such as the Avett Brothers—but not before diffusing their own potential “Hatfield and McCoy” situation. “The city and neighbors were really unsure of how to handle Pickathon in those early years. The cops would show up thinking they’re going to flush out the entire festival. Eventually, we got a five-year conditional-use permit, and we got that from also talking with the neighbors. We had to put up an epic struggle before we talked to them, because they didn’t know what Scott and Sherry were up to: They thought it was going to be 50 weekends a year of drug-crazed maniacs running wild in Happy Valley. I met with the whole neighborhood association in that second year, and then I became a little more human. ”

2011: Future Islands upend the idea of what kind of music is appropriate for Pickathon. After settling at Pendarvis Farm, the festival began to chip away at its hippie image, booking artists with cred in both the folk and indie worlds, like Bonnie Prince Billy and Bill Callahan. But by inviting synth-pop act Future Islands, Pickathon moved away from being simply a “roots music festival.” “There were these assumptions about what we would and wouldn’t do. [Future Islands] were nothing then; they were absolutely obscure. And people were absolutely pissed off. They either loved it or hated it, nothing in the middle. People said, ‘You’re going to kill Pickathon.’ That was the beginning of a very steep departure of possibilities.”

2012: Thee Oh Sees tear up the Galaxy Barn.

The San Francisco garage-rock band’s sweaty, frenetic latenight set transformed the cramped barn stage into an unhinged house party, opening the door for future “you should’ve been there” shows from Ty Segall, Diarrhea Planet and King Tuff. “That’s still one of my top five concerts. I knew we wanted to [book more garage rock] from before that, but no one in that world took us seriously. Ty [Segall] wouldn’t come for years, and finally he came. I think [his band] the Muggers were put together for Pickathon so they can all find a way to come [this year]. Think of the band: It’s King Tuff, Mikal Cronin, the dudes from Wand and the dude from Cairo Gang. It’s all vets of Pickathon.”

2013: Pickathon books Feist, its biggest headliner yet. The Canadian indie-pop singer joined Andrew Bird for what was, up until this year, the heftiest lineup in the festival’s history. It didn’t come without a price—literally, it forced ticket prices upward, and ultimately inflicted more damage on the organizers’ credit cards. But it also helped legitimize Pickathon in the eyes of the national media, attracting the attention of The New York Times, which praised the “sharp and idiosyncratic” booking philosophy and “communal, progressive values.” “That was a big gamble. We went a little bigger than we could handle, and we almost died. We just got crushed by festival economics. But everything gets easier where we’re at now. It’s the golden age. It took forever to get here. Let’s try to keep it in that sweet spot.” SEE IT: Pickathon is at Pendarvis Farm, 16581 SE Hagen Road, Happy Valley, Thursday-Sunday, Aug. 4-7. Weekend tickets are $290. See for a complete schedule. Willamette Week AUGUST 3, 2016



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WEDNESDAY, AUG. 3 Graham Nash

[DAD FOLK] Break out the medium weed and buy yourself a Michelob— Graham Nash is coming to town. You, of course, know Nash from his tenure in CSN&Y, and while his output might not be as vast or celebrated as his former bandmates’, there is something to be said for having avoided traps like Neil Young’s Trans. Nash’s newest album, This Path Tonight, is only his sixth studio solo effort, and it’s a warm mix of acoustic folk and callbacks to his days playing with the Hollies. It’s light, friendly pop music with the occasional melancholic undertone. Bring your dad and make him happy for once, all right? BRACE BELDEN. Aladdin Theater, 3017 SE Milwaukie Ave. 8 pm. $56. Under 21 permitted with legal guardian.

world of moody electronic music. But on the singles from his forthcoming EP, Like a Fire, he sounds closer to a ’50s crooner. “Take Me Dancing” and “I Can’t Get Things Right” are soaked in nostalgic romance, but also have the right amount of weir ness, darkness and longing. They sound like they could soundtrack a dark night in the roadhouse in the Twin Peaks reboot, or one of the less devious passages in a Jean Genet novel. The full EP, featuring two more new songs, is due Aug. 4. Extrapolating from the half we’ve heard so far, it seems a fair bet that it’ll be worth a listen. SHANNON GORMLEY. Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi Ave. 9 pm. $5. 21+.

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THURSDAY, AUG. 4 DoublePlusGood, Sunbathe, Yaquina Bay




[ELECTRO-ALTERNATIVE] Erik Carlson, the man behind the moniker DoublePlusGood, has spent the past 10 years making his name in the

FIVE REASONS RAP PURISTS HATE LIL YACHTY He unashamedly embraces rap music’s most saccharine influences.

Lil Yachty brings stripped-down, sing-song melodicism to AutoTuned, Atlanta-style hip-hop that we haven’t seen since the glory days of Soulja Boy. And do you know who haters really hate? Soulja Boy.

2 His songs are very catchy. As everyone who has listened to Yachty’s excellent single “Minnesota” can attest, you’ll have it’s synth-driven hook bouncing around your skull for weeks. Cuz. It. Gets. Cold. Like. Min. Es. Oh. Taaah. 3 He’s been cosigned by Kanye West. Yachty came to prominence about the same time he appeared with bright-red beads braided into his hair at Kanye’s Yeezy Season 3 fashion show. (Another reason purists hate: Yachty has bright-red beads braided into his hair.) 4 He helped bring the dulcet voice of Kylie Jenner to America’s music-listening public.

On the song “Beautiful Day,” by Yachty’s friend and frequent collaborator Burberry Perry, Yachty appears with socialite Kylie Jenner, who giggles while reciting the song’s hook. RIP hip-hop, it was a good run.

5 He is the self-proclaimed “King of Teens.” On Summer Songs 2, Yachty proudly proclaims, “Young Boat, I’m the king of the teens/ Bitch, go to sleep, she gon’ see me in her dreams/ Every time I walk around, you see thousand dollar jeans.” Yachty was born in 1997, and his pants cost more than your rent. Hate, hate, hate. WALKER MACMURDO. SEE IT: Lil Yachty plays Wonder Ballroom, 128 NE Russell St., on Tuesday, Aug. 9. 8 pm. Sold out. All ages. Willamette Week AUGUST 3, 2016



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MUSIC should be, with enough substance to silence the haters. SHANNON GORMLEY. Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi Ave. 9 pm. $10 advance, $12 day of show. 21+.

The Sheepdogs, Quaker City Night Hawks


SATURDAY, AUG. 6 Omni, Alto

[POST-PUNK] Atlanta’s Omni just dropped its debut album, Deluxe, back in April, and it’s already established the band as prime contenders in the current world of post-punk. On Deluxe, you’ll find a trove of ’70s-influenced future pop expressed

Aaron Watson, Jeff Crosby and the Refugees feat. Redwood Son

[LONE STAR TURN] Seventeen years and 11 albums into a steady— if less than spectacular—career, Aaron Watson’s place among the Nashville firmament seemed all but

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[CLASSICALLY CANADIAN] Much has changed since the Sheepdogs graced the cover of Rolling Stone in 2011—well, aside from the Sheepdogs, that is. The Saskatchewan purebreds’ debut is full of scorching, Creedencestyle riffage and an ear for Nixonera boogie, and the formula was much the same on last year’s Future Nostalgia. Frontman Ewan Currie’s blue-eyed soul makes for a blithe affair when the guitars begin to simmer, and he still carries the group like it’s an unsigned act shooting for an appearance in the next Linklater film. Nonetheless, the dueling guitars and retro harmonies are tough to beat. BRANDON WIDDER. Wonder Ballroom, 128 NE Russell St. 8:30 pm. $16 advance, $18 day of show. 21+.

through eccentrically syncopated drumming, rumbling bass and colorful guitar work. CERVANTE POPE. Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi Ave. 9 pm. $8 advance, $10 day of show. 21+.

Kacey Musgraves, Charlie Worsham

[FOLLOW THIS ARROW] Nashville star Kacey Musgraves isn’t quite an outlaw, but she’s definitely a rebel. Musgraves busted onto the scene in 2013 with Same Trailer Different Park, a paradigm-shifting set of gorgeous country-pop songs, full of delicate wordplay and undeniably clever lyrics that pushed progressive topics like gay rights and weed use. It won her a Grammy and the rights to make the more laidback Pageant Material, released last fall. Full of pedal-steel guitar and placing her voice front and center, it showcases the work of an artist who hasn’t just elevated to the top of the country charts— she’s also become one of the better songwriters in the world, full stop. MICHAEL MANNHEIMER. Crystal Ballroom, 1332 W Burnside St. 7:30 pm. Sold out. All ages.

Wavves, Steep Leans, Partybaby

[OUT OF THE GARAGE] Wavves is probably the best-known name in the current world of boppy, lo-fi rock. Since the release of his debut in 2008, lead songwriter Nathan Williams has led an incredibly prolific career, establishing a reputation for deceptively easygoing, heart-onsleeve SoCal attitude. Just last year, Wavves released its fifth solo album, which might have felt like a plateau if it weren’t for the fact that Williams also released the excellent No Life for Me, another full-length album cowritten with Cloud Nothings, combining the latter band’s grizzlier guitars and vocals with his penchant for surfy doo-wop melodies. SHANNON GORMLEY. Hawthorne Theatre, 1507 SE César E. Chávez Blvd. 8 pm. $20 advance, $23 day of show. All ages.

Gran Ritmos: Nicola Cruz, Natural Magic, 2TABS

[GLOBAL DOWNTEMPO] Born in France, Ecuadorian Nicola Cruz is a downtempo electronic artist specializing in acoustic sources and folk-music tropes. As a producer, his reverence for folklorica, selfdescribed as “Andes Step,” is evident from the hybrid house of his debut album, Prender el Alma. Recent DJ sets at premier festivals like Barcelona’s Sónar hint at a subequatorial hybrid of Afro-Caribe percussion and sweeping ambience, taking the room through a sonic index of producers the world over. WYATT SCHAFFNER. Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison St. 9 pm. $10 advance, $12 day of show. 21+.

Lisa Prank, Cockeye

[POP PUNK] Lisa Prank both confirms and defies everything you think you know about pop punk with her sophomore album, Adult Teen. Her voice is unashamedly nasally, and the drum machine that backs up her guitar almost sounds sarcastic. But that doesn’t mean the music meant to be taken ironically. Her lyrics are blunt and relatable, and it’s all extremely catchy. At its poppiest, Prank’s music would fit right in on the Valley Girl soundtrack. It’s irreverent and infectious the way pop punk

Whitney WEDNESDAY, AUG. 3 A former member of Unknown Mortal Orchestra finds satisfaction—and hype—by playing only for himself.

Whitney’s Julien Ehrlich has played more live shows than a lot of musicians twice his age. But when you’ve been commanding the drum throne since age 2, perhaps it’s not entirely surprising. Ehrlich learned to keep time from his musician father while growing up in Southern Oregon. Upon graduating from high school outside of Portland, he joined rising psych-pop outfit Unknown Mortal Orchestra, creating complicated beats on stages all over the planet. Chicago is loosely called home now, at least when Ehrlich isn’t touring. The Windy City is where he and then-roommate Max Kakacek formed Whitney, the much-hyped retro-rock band. The two recorded a track on a whim after Kakacek bought a tape machine and felt compelled to feed it some material. The soulful track, fit with noodling guitar, melodic lures and Ehlrich’s polite falsetto, would become “Dave’s Song,” the fourth song on the band’s impressive debut, Light Upon the Lake. “Touring is still a good thing,” says Ehrlich, sounding at once like a grizzled veteran of the trade and a pie-eyed newbie. “We’ll take all of these experiences and turn them into the next record.” After UMO and Ehrlich split due to what he calls an “age gap,” he went on to play with Kakacek in catchy indie-rock act the Smith Westerns. After that outfit broke up in 2014, Ehrlich was again without a musical home, but had held onto Kakacek amid the split. “With the new project, it was never meant to be something where we go out and take over the world,” he says. “After Smith Westerns, we just took a year to focus on our own stuff.” For the first time in a while, Ehrlich and Kakacek aimed to please themselves instead of outside interests. The result is a triumphant album produced by Jonathan Rado. Expectedly, the sound is timeless, pulling from Pavement’s slack swagger and the twisted soul of Rado’s band Foxygen. Ehrlich says the recording process was pretty aimless until they found a collection of music by pioneering country-soul Jim Ford, which left an obvious imprint on Whitney. Ehrlich is back on the road and slated to tour Whitney’s debut LP through next year. The road and notoriety aren’t new, but leading the songwriting charge is. So too is the banter. “The hardest part of fronting an act,” he says, “is knowing what to say in between songs.” MARK STOCK. SEE IT: Whitney plays Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison St., with Michael Rault, on Wednesday, Aug. 3. 9 pm. $12 advance, $14 day of show. 21+. Willamette Week AUGUST 3, 2016





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ensured. While the Texan troubadour’s humble charms and eternal gigging won a loyal fanbase around his home state (Willie Nelson and Lyle Lovett counted among them), radio had effectively disowned his brand of thoughtful, traditionalist-leaning country. In this context, the stunning success of 2015’s Underdog—the first self-released LP by a male artist to debut atop the charts—became a cause célèbre even outside the genre, but the too-perfectly titled collection of bro-country anthems and John Mayer-written treacle falls squarely within New Country pastures. JAY HORTON. Star Theater, 13 NW 6th Ave. 9 pm. $15. 21+.

SUNDAY, AUG. 7 Hustle and Drone, Fanno Creek

[ELECTRIC BOOGIE] Seems it was only yesterday when Portland electronic trio Hustle and Drone released its Holyland album. The 2014 record was the band’s second and its greatest statement of intent. The album dispelled any notions of the band being a side project or after-hours hobby. Instead, atop the requisite bounce, there is a fully wired, glitchy complexity that, at its height, reminds of a tempered Ghostland Observatory. The band has been debuting new material at live shows over the past few months, so the chances of an upcoming release—not to mention a new and intriguing setlist—are quite good. MARK STOCK. Rontoms, 600 E Burnside St. 8 pm. Free. 21+.

MONDAY, AUG. 8 Danava, Acid Wash, Warpfire

[RAWK] Danava has been woodshedding for a while now, crafting its fourth album, the follow-up to 2011’s Hemisphere of Shadows. But the band keeps getting distracted with great tour offers, like the one it’s about to embark on at the end of the month with enormously buzzy metal sensation Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats. The two join forces around the epic Psycho Las Vegas festival and loop the whole country. For those that like to keep their hard-rock ticket prices around the cost of a few beers, this Panic Room show is a chance to sink those coins into the pockets of a hard-working band. NATHAN CARSON. Panic Room, 3100 NE Sandy Blvd. 9 pm. $8. 21+.

Julien Baker, Lucy Dacus

[STRANGE TORPEDO] The lyrical vulnerability Lucy Dacus expresses in her songwriting contrasts with her throaty, assured delivery. A recent Matador signee, the 21-year-old from Richmond, Va., helms a band indebted to erudite indie fare, as well as more subtle—but pretty straight—Americana moves. With her first album, No Burden, set for reissue and designs on further recording, Dacus seems poised to bring attention to a city best known for metal exports. DAVE CANTOR. Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi Ave. 9 pm. $13 advance, $15 day of show. 21+.

Joey Purp

[CHI-TOWN RAP] Chance gets the headlines, Vic Mensa gets the Kanye cosigns, but it’s the third key member of Chicago’s Savemoney collective who’s put out the best front-to-back project of the year. On his iiiDrops mixtape, Joey Purp presents the realist flipside to Coloring Book’s pervasive optimism, rapping about life in America’s most violent city like a journalist who’s been embedded since birth. “Look in my eyes and see my hell and every tear I ever spilled/Every problem resemble hell, when every day is jail,” he raps on “Cornerstone,” the corners of his voice breaking with rasped exasperation. The production bears the bright, soulful hallmarks of his better-known crew members, but Purp’s less interested in uplift than showing outsiders the harsh reality he’s fighting to transcend. MATTHEW SINGER. Star Theater, 13 NW 6th Ave. 8 pm. $12. All ages.

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Drowse WHO: Kyle Bates (guitar, vocals). FOR FANS OF: Mount Eerie, Metallic Falcons, Grouper. SOUNDS LIKE: The impressionistic, lo-fi score to a film adaptation of an unreleased J. D. Salinger novel, shot in the Pacific Northwest. Kyle Bates was a week away from leaving Portland for college when he tried to take his own life. It was late 2013, and after suffering from months of anxiety, paranoia and severe insomnia, the then-19-year-old had a dissociative psychotic breakdown, culminating in a suicide attempt. Instead of enrolling at Fairhaven College in Bellingham, Wash., he was prescribed a crapshoot of various medications, as doctors tried to find the balance that would treat his array of symptoms. In an effort to distract himself as he acclimated to the medicine, he documented his breakdown in the Songs to Sleep On EP, a cassette of ultra-personal music he’d been writing more as a coping mechanism than a creative endeavor. He made micro-batch runs of tapes, each including a comic book he wrote and illustrated about the experience. “So that you can know more about me,” he wrote in the liner notes, almost as if his recordings were meant to serve as one-way, message-in-a-bottle type transmissions. “Talking about it in the public sphere makes it easier,” Bates says. “It’s stigmatized to the point where it’s almost taboo.” After stabilizing, he released the memoir Mnemonic in tandem with his second cassette, Soon Asleep. Its six songs were Bates’ attempt to capture the sensations he experienced as side effects to his medication regimen. They took on the form of murky, dissonant acoustic folk, featuring Bates’ drowsy timbre in a sedate whisper, dulled by years of Seroquel dosing and a two-year lithium regimen. Eventually, Bates resolved to wean himself of his medications entirely. He implemented a successful taper and traveled to Spain with a laptop, microphone and guitar, enrolling in a monthlong program in Zamora, where he worked with foster children and other at-risk youth as an English tutor and counselor. When he started trying to write again, he found himself too homesick to record. “It turned out pretty dark, because I was so isolated,” he says. Once home, Bates began work on a more collaborative effort that would become his forthcoming EP, Memory Bed. Its first song, “Break,” was written with Bates’ partner, Maya Stoner, of the Portland band Sabonis. It’s an understated affair shrouded in a drone of organ, tinny acoustic strums and the alternating echo of their voices, before coming together with a squeal of feedback at the song’s climax. For Bates, it serves as yet another highly intimate representation of his experiences, recorded and released as the first word in a potential conversation with whomever cares to notice. “What I love is, if I can get obsessed with one person’s body of work and see connections between it, be it lyrics, or if you buy the record, you can sit around and stare at it and see the thread to the other stuff and glean more about that person’s life,” Bates says. “I’ve always been interested in trying to build something like that.” CRIS LANKENAU. SEE IT: Drowse plays the High Water Mark, 6800 NE Martin Luther King Jr. Blvd., with Sabonis and Dragging an Ox Through Water, on Friday, Aug. 5. 8 pm. $7. 21+. Willamette Week AUGUST 3, 2016


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Revolution Hall 21+ 8pm doors/9pm show • $20

MUSIC TUESDAY, AUG. 9 James Supercave, the Domestics, There Is No Mountain

[SOCAL PSYCH POP] These days, there are certain hallmarks of bands coming out of Silverlake and Echo Park. Like Local Natives, Warpaint and other indie darlings, James Supercave pairs prickly guitars and hi-hats with a flurry of electronic instrumentation. A chorus of shape-shifting synths sing throughout Better Strange, the band’s excellent debut, along with oscillating horns and bass that piggyback on Joaquin Pastor’s hot-blooded musings on modern love and internet addiction. The band stretches the grooves further than most psych-pop bands, which makes its socially conscious brand of darkhued pop something to behold. BRANDON WIDDER. Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi Ave. 8 pm. $8 advance, $10 day of show. 21+.

classical, jazz & world Indrajit Banerjee with Ravi Albright

[HINDUSTANI HERO] As Indian sitarist Indrajit Banerjee slowly plucks the many strings of his instrument, his family’s voice cries out from the wood. A devoted third-generation student of Hindustani classical music with extended bloodlines that are a who’s who of traditional North Indian soundsmiths, Banerjee’s soothing ragas induce a deep, meditative calm—one that is perfectly suited to Portland’s most musically inviting place of worship. Seattle tabla player Ravi Albright will add complex tabla rhythms to the drone, creating a layered musical experience with almost boundless depth. PARKER HALL. The Old Church, 1422 SW 11th Ave. 8 pm Thursday, Aug. 4. $20. $17 advance, $20 day of show. All ages.

Byrd Festival Consort

[ENGLISH BAROQUE] If you think you know what the William Byrd Festival is all about after nearly two decades, think again. This opening concert departs from the usual a cappella choral repertoire and its primary focus on the music of its namesake, adding solo singers and, for the first time in years, a small string ensemble. And instead of playing only the sacred Renaissance music of its namesake, who died in 1623, the repertoire explores the secular world of the first English coffeehouses and theaters—British choral music from across the 17th century, from Byrd contemporaries such as Orlando Gibbons and Thomas Weelkes to later Baroque masters John Blow, Thomas Tomkins, and Henry Purcell. BRETT CAMPBELL. St. Patrick Catholic Church, 1623 NW 19th Ave. 7:30 pm Friday, Aug. 5. $20. All ages.

King Sunny Adé, Jujuba

[JÙJÚ REX] King Sunny Adé, aka the “Minister of Enjoyment,” who turns 70 in September, really is from a royal Yoruban family in Nigeria, but he’s also one of the monarchs of world music. An Afrobeat star since the ’60s in Africa, his danceable mix of traditional, talking-drum-driven jùjú praise music, with pedal steel and electric guitars, vibraphone, synths and American funk rhythms, was one of the pioneering sounds of the ’80s worldbeat emergence. A successful businessman, he rarely records or tours much these days, making this appearance, with his 19-piece big band, even more special. BRETT CAMPBELL. Star Theater, 13 NW 6th Ave. 8:30 pm Tuesday, Aug. 9. $21.50. 21+.

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Blowout No Beer, No Dad (Lauren Records)

[FUN FRUSTRATION] Growing up sucks. And in case you forgot, Blowout’s debut full-length is here to remind you. Existing on the border between adulthood and being a kid, No Beer, No Dad is full of references to boredom, unemployment and youthful compulsion. “It feels right to take my clothes off,” sings Laken Wright on the sentimental “Fuck Slang,” “it feels right to pick a fight.” No Beer, No Dad is a sunny yet restless album, marked by frequent rhythm changes and Wright’s high, melodic vocals. But while the lyrics center on personal stagnation, the album is far from a downer. It’s wrapped in a persistent haze of pop-punk guitars, with a tendency toward anthemic bridges and choruses, broken up by quieter moments, such as a stripped-down interlude featuring just Wright’s voice and an acoustic guitar. It’s a reminder that tolerating bullshit is just part of being human. On the sing-along bridge of “Cents Cents Money Money,” the band yells out, “Maybe I’ll get a job someday/ Maybe I’ll find the words to say/ Maybe I won’t smoke as much/ Or drink as much/ Or give a fuck.” Or maybe not. Either way, it’s all good. SHANNON GORMLEY. SEE IT: Blowout plays Black Water Bar, 835 NE Broadway, with Walter Etc., Ali Muhareb and Riled, on Wednesday, Aug. 3. 8 pm. $7. All ages.

Bitch’n Messed Out


[UNIFIED FORCE] There’s a reason we have a history of songwriting duos rather than songwriting quintets—the expression “too many cooks in the kitchen” comes to mind. Putting more people in charge can result in more chaos. But that’s not the case with Bitch’n. All five members have equal songwriting input, so on the band’s debut EP, Messed Out, everyone’s voice gets heard—literally. Each member of the all-female band takes turns singing lead. More often, they half-sing, half-shout the lyrics in unison. The members’ diverse influences all find a way in, too. From psychedelic washes to funky keys and ferocious drive, Bitch’n packs a lot into songs that usually wrap up in under three minutes. But the music never feels overworked or out of control, thanks in large part to the tight rhythm section of drummer Amanda Spring and bassist Nefertiti Porter. The songs are energetic and unflinching but still have a sense of humor—see “The way that you move/ I can tell that you’re into fine wine” at the end of “Strut’n Tough,” or “I wear my sunglasses in the darkened basement/ But only out of a deep sense of commitment/ To my outfit” on “Funemployed,” the punky jam that ends the album. Instead of competing against one another, the band’s viewpoints all effortlessly come together to create one kickass sound. SHANNON GORMLEY. SEE IT: Bitch’n plays Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison St., with Smoke Rings and the Wild Body, on Thursday, Aug. 4. 8:30 pm. $10. 21+.

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MUSIC CALENDAR WED. AUG. 3 Aladdin Theater

3017 SE Milwaukie Ave Graham Nash

Black Water Bar

835 NE Broadway Blowout, Walter Etc., Ali Muhareb, Riled

Dante’s 350 West Burnside ZANE CARNEY with Shelby Adams and Duane Mark & Jon Emery

Doug Fir Lounge 830 E Burnside St. AUGUSTINES

High Water Mark Lounge

6800 NE MLK Ave Exhausted Prayer, Order of the Gash


1001 SE Morrison St. Whitney, Michael Rault

Jimmy Mak’s

221 NW 10th Ave. Mel Brown Quartet; The Christopher Brown Quartet

LaurelThirst Public House

2958 NE Glisan St The Dog Walkers, Darlin’ Blackbirds; Anita Margarita & the Rattlesnakes

Mississippi Pizza

3552 N Mississippi Ave Tallulah’s Daddy

Mississippi Studios

3939 N Mississippi Ave. Jason Boland & The Stragglers

The Analog Cafe

720 SE Hawthorne Blvd. Fritzwa; KINGSTON 10, REGGAE WEDNESDAYS

The Goodfoot

2845 SE Stark St Shafty

The Lovecraft Bar 421 SE Grand Ave Kite, Vibrissae

The Old Church

1422 SW 11th Ave Sack Lunch Free Concert: Threeplay

Turn! Turn! Turn!

8 NE Killingsworth St Julian Snow with David Rafn and John C. Savage, Jeff Baxter


232 SW Ankeny St Prissy Whip, Consumer., Biker Weed

THURS. AUG. 4 Alhambra Theatre

4811 SE Hawthorne Blvd, Ziggi Recado, Million Stylez

Doug Fir Lounge

830 E Burnside St. Peter Bradley Adams

Duff’s Garage

2530 NE 82nd Ave Tyrone Collins’ Comedy Showcase

High Water Mark Lounge

6800 NE MLK Ave Trails and Ways, tba


1001 SE Morrison St. Bitch’n, Smoke Rings, The Wild Body

Jimmy Mak’s

221 NW 10th Ave. Tyrone Hendrix; Chance Hayden; Mel Brown B3 Organ Group

Kelly’s Olympian

426 SW Washington St.

X-Ray FM and We Out Here Magazine present: The Thesis

LaurelThirst Public House

2958 NE Glisan St Lewi Longmire & the Left Coast Roasters; Jenny Don’t & the Spurs, Miss Lana Rebel & Kevin Michael Mayfield, Travis Champ

Mississippi Pizza

3552 N Mississippi Ave Live in the Depths 4: Live Electronica

Mississippi Studios

3939 N Mississippi Ave. DoublePlusGood, Sunbathe, Yaquina Bay

Pendarvis Farm

16581 SE Hagen Rd. Pickathon

Portland Center Stage 128 NW 11th Ave. First Thursday Backstage Party with Popgoji

Star Theater

13 NW 6th Ave. Andrew Keoghan, with Murphy N Weller

The Analog Cafe

720 SE Hawthorne Blvd. Ziggi Ricado Million Stylez, Zion High Kings Band, and Trinity Soundz

The Firkin Tavern

1937 SE 11th Ave Firkin Mega Songwriter Blowout

The Goodfoot

2845 SE Stark St Wil Blades feat. Simon Lott and Andy Coe

The Know

2026 NE Alberta St Toys That Kill, Nasalrod, Volturz

The Old Church

1422 SW 11th Ave Indrajit Banerjee with Ravi Albright

The Secret Society

116 NE Russell St Thursday Swing! feat. Baby & The Pearl Blowers, Everything’s Jake


232 SW Ankeny St Soul Ipsum, Stress, E-Rock w/ Magic Fades DJ

White Eagle Saloon

836 N Russell St The Pearls, Second Wind

Wonder Ballroom

128 NE Russell St. The Sheepdogs, Quaker City Night Hawks

FRI. AUG. 5 Alberta Rose

3000 NE Alberta St “Let’s Fall in Love” - Renee Terrill sings the Great American Songbook with the Mike Horsfall Trio

Arlene Schnitzer Concert Hall

1037 SW Broadway Pepe Aguilar

Crystal Ballroom

1332 W Burnside St Kacey Musgraves

Doug Fir Lounge 830 E Burnside St. Emily King

Duff’s Garage

2530 NE 82nd Ave The Touchables

Hawthorne Theatre

1507 SE César E. Chávez Blvd. Wavves, Steep Leans, PARTYBABY

High Water Mark Lounge

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6800 NE MLK Ave Drowse (EP Release)/ Sabonis/Dragging An Ox Through Water/ Lubec

Jimmy Mak’s

221 NW 10th Ave. Thankusomuch/Two Planets

Kelly’s Olympian

426 SW Washington St. Calm Candy, Rareluth, Beatrix Sky, Looms

LaurelThirst Public House

2958 NE Glisan St The Way Downs; Blind J. Wakins / Livy Conor / Felix Hatfield

Mississippi Pizza

3552 N Mississippi Ave Brad Creel & the Reel Deal

Mississippi Studios

3939 N Mississippi Ave. Lisa Prank, Cockeye

Panic Room

3100 NE Sandy Blvd The Sentiments, Matamoska!, The Steady 45’s, Irie Idea

Pendarvis Farm

16581 SE Hagen Rd. Pickathon

Revolution Hall

1300 SE Stark St #110 Fernando at Roof Deck at Revolution Hall

St. Patrick Catholic Church

1623 NW 19th Ave. Byrd Festival Consort

The Analog Cafe

720 SE Hawthorne Blvd. ROSEDALE.; School of Rock Concert; Ramblin Rose

The Firkin Tavern

1937 SE 11th Ave Blacks Beach//Looms (NYC)//The Antelopers

The Know

2026 NE Alberta St The Smokers (Oakland) // Pressing On //

The Old Church

1422 SW 11th Ave Dueling Tango Duos: A Revelry in English and Spanish

The Secret Society 116 NE Russell St Well Swung

The Secret Society

116 NE Russell St LiquidLight, The Hugs, Altadore


232 SW Ankeny St BEATJACKERS with Hot Sauce Holiday, Westerner, Joe and the Jungle

SAT. AUG. 6 Duff’s Garage

2530 NE 82nd Ave Radio Giants; home fries

Jimmy Mak’s

221 NW 10th Ave. Saeeda Wright

Kelly’s Olympian

426 SW Washington St. Neon Culpa, Salvo Idly, The Vedasay

LaurelThirst Public House 2958 NE Glisan St Kory Quinn & the Quinntessentials; Jawbone Flats

Mississippi Pizza

3552 N Mississippi Ave Tallula’s Daddy & his band; Deadwood Standing

DEAD ALIVE: The final gig of Brand New and Modest Mouse’s co-headlining tour, July 31 at Moda Center, seemed destined to be a lopsided affair. Beloved Long Island emo-rockers Brand New had been selling T-shirts proclaiming its impending demise in 2018 at the merch tables throughout the tour, and the feeling that we were watching the ghost of something recently dead was palpable: The backdrop during Brand New’s set featured pixelated footage of the band playing in real time intercut with grainy home-movie footage of ’50s ingenues in bathing suits, and the microphone stands were adorned with a colorful array of funereal flowers. Singer Jesse Lacey paused midset to thank Modest Mouse and praise their fortune for calling such a great city like Portland home. It seemed like the same old cursory tribute bands always pay their tourmates, until Lacey’s voice cracked for perhaps the 1,000th time that night, and he seemed genuinely on the verge of tears. “They shared their hearts with us,” he said. “I’m going home with a lot more than I started with.” Brand New launched into the shamelessly romantic “Soco Amaretto Lime,” and grown adult men on both sides of me began to shake uncontrollably, squealing, “Oh my God!” The band broke the heavy cloud of melancholic sincerity with upbeat new single “I Am the Nightmare,” before Lacey nonchalantly proclaimed, “This is the last song we’ll ever play,” and closed with “You Won’t Know.” He then held his guitar by the neck, suspended high above his head for a moment before winding it twice, shot-put style, and threw it pretty much right at his drummer. Lacey ripped a few handfuls of decorative flora from the mic stands and chucked them into the audience. He might have been crying. Audience members almost certainly were. CRIS LANKENAU. Mississippi Studios

3939 N Mississippi Ave. Omni, Alto!

Panic Room

3100 NE Sandy Blvd Come to GRIEF, Dispossessed, Shrine of the Serpent

Pendarvis Farm

16581 SE Hagen Rd. Pickathon

Roseland Theater 8 NW 6th Ave David Nail

Star Theater

13 NW 6th Ave. Aaron Watson, Jeff Crosby & The Refugees featuring Redwood Son

The Analog Cafe


The Firkin Tavern 1937 SE 11th Ave The Welfare State, Beachmaster, Cold Static

SUN. AUG. 7 Kelly’s Olympian

426 SW Washington St.

Fringe Class, Children, Two Moons

LaurelThirst Public House

2958 NE Glisan St Freak Mountain Ramblers; Open Mic hosted by Taylor Kingman; Doc Slocum’s Old-Time Jam

Mississippi Pizza

3552 N Mississippi Ave Sweet Bedlam; Moaning Lorries

Mississippi Studios

3939 N Mississippi Ave. Cody Canada and The Departed at Mississippi Studios

Pendarvis Farm

16581 SE Hagen Rd. Pickathon



232 SW Ankeny St Pure Surface; Bryson the Alien

MON. AUG. 8 Crystal Ballroom

1332 W Burnside St Gregory Alan Isakov and The Ghost Orchestra

Jimmy Mak’s

221 NW 10th Ave. American Music Program; Dan Balmer Trio

Jimmy Mak’s

221 NW 10th Ave. American Music Program, special guest Devin Phillips

LaurelThirst Public House

Danava, Acid Wash, Warpfire

Star Theater

13 NW 6th Ave. Joey Purp

The Analog Cafe

720 SE Hawthorne Blvd. Montoneros

The Goodfoot

2845 SE Stark St Sonic Forum

The Lovecraft Bar

421 SE Grand Ave Trakktor, Particle Son


232 SW Ankeny St Lightning Rules, American Killers, Soccer Babes


2958 NE Glisan St Kung Pao Chickens; Portland Country Underground

Aladdin Theater

13 NW 6th Ave. Strap On Halo w/ Die Robot

Mississippi Pizza

Doug Fir Lounge

The Liquor Store

Mississippi Studios

600 E Burnside St Hustle and Drone, Fanno Creek

Star Theater

3341 SE Belmont St, Haunted Summer, The Cabin Project

3552 N Mississippi Ave Mr. Ben 3939 N Mississippi Ave. Julien Baker, Lucy Dacus

Panic Room

3017 SE Milwaukie Ave Peter Wolf & The Midnight Travelers 830 E Burnside St. Princedelic: A PsychRock Tribute to Prince

Duff’s Garage

Jimmy Mak’s

221 NW 10th Ave. MC Shoehorn’s Hatband; Mel Brown Septet

LaurelThirst Public House

2958 NE Glisan St Taylor Kingman & the Tallboys; Jackstraw

Mississippi Pizza

3552 N Mississippi Ave Baby Ketten Karaoke; Sam Greencart

Mississippi Studios

3939 N Mississippi Ave. James Supercave, The Domestics, There Is No Mountain

Star Theater

13 NW 6th Ave. King Sunny Adé, Jujuba

The Analog Cafe

720 SE Hawthorne Blvd. ULTRA MAGNETIC; Boys II Gentlemen

White Eagle Saloon 836 N Russell St The Greyhounds

Wonder Ballroom

128 NE Russell St. Lil Yachty

2530 NE 82nd Ave HiFi Mojo

3100 NE Sandy Blvd

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The Liquor Store

The Liquor Store


3341 SE Belmont St, Uplift w/ DJ Touch, Mario Maroto, Sheppard, Manoj (edm)

3341 SE Belmont St, Waves w/ MSCLS

The Lovecraft Bar

421 SE Grand Ave Expressway to Yr Skull w/ MISPRID and friends (shoegaze, goth) Death Trip w/ DJ Tobias (garage, psyche, post punk, death rock)

The Lovecraft Bar

20 NW 3rd Ave Fever-Fete w/ Pr11me & DJ Solo (afro-caribbean)

Dig A Pony

736 SE Grand Ave. El Dorado (early rock & roll, r&b)

Euphoria Nightclub 320 SE 2nd Ave, Amine Edge & Dance

Ground Kontrol

511 NW Couch St. TRONix (electronica)

Sandy Hut

Dig A Pony

Euphoria Nightclub

232 SW Ankeny St Surface Noise Vinyl Invitational Happy Hour (bring your own vinyl)

736 SE Grand Ave. Aaron Dae, Ben Tactic & Bobby D (modern funk, boogie, dance)


315 SE 3rd Ave Drezo

4904 SE Hawthorne Blvd. In The Cooky Jar w/ Cooky Prker & DJ Void (RnB, soul, 45’s)

1400 SE Morrison Pants OFF Dance OFF: Back to Old School w/ DJ Aurora

Craziest gig: My craziest gig to date was probably this televised roller-derby tournament down in Eugene. There were hundreds of people in the stands for the finale, and the volume level in there was sheer insanity. I was redlining for the last bout just to be heard over the crowd. At one point, I even remember seeing an entire bleacher section do an impromptu—yet somehow choreographed—dance to “How Will I Know” by Whitney Houston. It was definitely a rush. My go-to records: New Order, Movement; the Smiths, Meat Is Murder; the Cure, Staring at the Sea; Joy Division, Unknown Pleasures. Don’t ever ask me to play…: Justin Bieber. Aside from the obvious reasons, I was mercilessly heckled by a drunk guest at my first-ever wedding gig to play something by the Biebs. It was nearly unbearable, to the point where I had to ask their friends to step in and get them away from me. I was trying really hard to be personable and polite to everyone, but this person had my patience wearing extremely thin. So yeah, no Bieber for me, please. NEXT GIG: DJ Daniel Slay Lewis spins at Rose City Rollers presents Wheels of Justice vs. Denver Mile High Club at Oaks Amusement Park, 7805 SE Oaks Park Way, on Friday, Aug. 12. 8 pm. $14 general admission, $20 reserved seating. All ages.


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MON. AUG. 8 Club 21

2035 NE Glisan St. DJ Atom 13

Euphoria Nightclub 315 SE 3rd Ave Sub Focus

Dig A Pony

Nicola Cruz plays Holocene on Friday, Aug. 5.

3267 SE Hawthorne Blvd. DJ Joey Prude

1430 NE Sandy Blvd. DJ Dead Brains (Pall from Black Heart Procession)

The Embers Avenue 100 NW Broadway Thursday Electronic

The Lovecraft Bar

421 SE Grand Ave Shadowplay w/ DJ Carrion and friends (goth, industrial, EBM)

FRI. AUG. 5 Black Book

20 NW 3rd Ave The Cave w/ Massacooramaan (rap)

Club 21

2035 NE Glisan St. DJ #5

Crystal Ballroom

1332 W Burnside St 80s Video Dance Attack

100 NW Broadway Latino Night w/ DJ Leo (latin, cubono, salsa)

1305 SE 8th Ave East Bridge Club w/ special guest Kim Anh (house, disco, techno)

736 SE Grand Ave. Bridge City Funk

Sandy Hut

The Embers Avenue

White Owl Social Club


3967 N. Mississippi Ave. DJ Sappho

736 SE Grand Ave. ATM (golden era hip hop)

421 SE Grand Ave Sad Day w/ DJ Buckmaster

Dig A Pony


Dig A Pony

The Lovecraft Bar

18 NW 3rd Ave. Easy Egg

Where you can find me regularly: Spinning bouts for the Rose City Rollers derby league, and my reoccurring nights at the Lovecraft Bar.

20 NW 3rd Ave Flux w/ Dubblife and special guest DJs (hip hop, house, trap)

Crush Bar


Gold Dust Meridian

Black Book

2035 NE Glisan St. DJ Sean from Pork Magazine

Hawthorne Eagle Lodge

421 SE Grand Ave Event Horizon w/ DJ Straylight and Miss Q (darkwave, industrial, EBM, synthpop)

Genre: Punk, post-punk, darkwave, synth pop, New Wave.


Club 21

3267 SE Hawthorne Blvd. DJ AM Gold

The Lovecraft Bar

Years DJing: About two years, officially. Historically, I was always much more interested in creating my own music, but whenever I was on tour and there needed to be something playing at a venue, I’d always be the one to throw something on. I didn’t take DJing that seriously until I started spinning for the Rose City Rollers, since I wanted to be more involved with the league and that was the best way I could show my support. Since then, my DJ career has just grown exponentially.

232 SW Ankeny St DJ Alan “The Rockit” Hart (kayfabe)


Gold Dust Meridian

1430 NE Sandy Blvd. DJ Hot Lips

DJ Daniel Slay Lewis



WED. AUG. 3 Black Book

421 SE Grand Ave Bloodlust w/ DJs Thumper, Acid Rick & Horrid (dark dance for vamps & tramps)


Crystal Ballroom

1001 SE Morrison St. Gran Ritmos: Nicola Cruz, Natural Magic, 2TABS (global downtempo)

1332 W Burnside St Come As You Are 90s Dance Flashback

Kenton Club

736 SE Grand Ave. Maxamillion (soul, rap, sweat)

2025 N Kilpatrick St Club Nitty Gritty w/ DJ Action Slacks & DJ Young Methuselah (vintage RnB, soul)

Killingsworth Dynasty

832 N Killingsworth St Lez Do It w/ Riff Raff & Bruce LaBruiser


3967 N. Mississippi Ave. HEW Francisco

Sandy Hut

1430 NE Sandy Blvd. DJ Craceface

The Embers Avenue

100 NW Broadway Friday Night 80’s & Top 40

The Goodfoot

2845 SE Stark St First Friday Superjam w/ DJ Magneto and Friends (funk, soul, disco, hip hop)

Dig A Pony

Euphoria Nightclub 315 SE 3rd Ave Michael Woods

Gold Dust Meridian

3267 SE Hawthorne Blvd. DJ Flight Risk


3967 N. Mississippi Ave. DJ Roane

736 SE Grand Ave. Bad Wizard (50s & 60s soul & rock)

Ground Kontrol

511 NW Couch St. Reagan-o-mix (new wave, hip-hop, soundtrack)

The Lovecraft Bar

421 SE Grand Ave Black Mass (dark dance)

TUES. AUG. 9 Club 21

2035 NE Glisan St. DJ Go With

Dig A Pony

736 SE Grand Ave. Lowlife (garage, rockabilly, soul, doo wop)

The Embers Avenue

Sandy Hut

100 NW Broadway Recycle w/ DJ Tibin (dark dance)

The Embers Avenue


1430 NE Sandy Blvd. DJ Billy Club 100 NW Broadway Saturday Top 40 Remixed

The Goodfoot

2845 SE Stark St Tropitaal: A Desi-Latino Soundclash w/ DJs Anjali & The Incredible Kid

18 NW 3rd Ave. Tubesdays w/ DJ Jack




Where to drink this week. 1. Toffee Club

1006 SE Hawthorne Blvd, 971-254-9518,

Hawthorne’s new international sports bar, Toffee Club, will show an alternating roster of Olympics, soccer, and Olympic soccer beginning with the Rio opening ceremony Friday.

2. Century

930 SE Sandy Blvd.,

Century is the sports bar with the best hair in all of Portland, and also the best shirts and pants, the best roof, and the best dropdown screen amid bleacher seating that makes everything gladiatorial. Show up early, or greet lines that rival Salt & Straw.



3564 SE Hawthorne Blvd., 503-206-4884.

For Hawthorne art bar Likewise, Rum Club manager Mike Treffehn designed an herbal cocktail of fernet, applejack and two other liquors that is delightfully boozy and can only be ordered by a minimum of two people. If you don’t have a friend, you are obliged to make a new one.


Clyde’s Prime Rib

5474 NE Sandy Blvd., 503-281-9200,

There are new owners and upgraded food— but that classic soul song remains the same.


Division Wines

3564 SE Division St., 503-234-7281,

One of the finest wine shops in town— especially if your tastes run toward the natural, oddball and aperitif—Division now has a highly pleasant wine bar where you can happily while away your happy hours.

NERDCRAFT: When it comes to Beaverton tap lists, you almost always have to grade on a curve—granting bonus points for Pfriems and Breaksides that might show up in even the methiest Portland dives. Even Beaverton’s few beer bars are mostly burger barns full of Firestone Walker and Not Your Father’s. Well, hold the goddamn phone. Craft Pour House (16055 SW Regatta Lane, No. 700, Beaverton, 503-747-5864, might be Beaverton’s first true nerd-out, beer-geek bar. In a nondescript, almost Orange County-style mini-mall next to Thai, Mexican and Indian restaurants—which is to say, every single strip mall in Beaverton— Craft Pour House is decorated only by a pair of TVs tuned to lessermarket sports (tennis, female Olympic wrestling) and an admirable selection of Timbers scarves. At first glance, the only food offered is Lunchables, which apparently added Oreos since the last time I ate one, when I was 8. But food can be ordered in from the spots next door, and the beer list is downright admirable. In addition to a surprisingly pleasant house ale soured only by the many cherries used to brew it, the 25 taps are split helpfully among ciders and meads, fruit beers and sours, pales and wheats, darks, IPAs and “freestyle.” All are available in 10 ounces, usually for a mere three or four bucks. Near-unknowns like the excellent Snipes Mountain meet up with funny experiments like a fresh-hop sour from No-Li, a triple-Brett barrel-aged mead from Nectar Creek, and a Cascade Lakes IPA on nitro—apparently just for the hell of it. The bartender told us the bar plans to eventually bring in customers to help brew batches of beer. “So they feel some ownership of the beer,” he says. Say it with me: “NEEERRRRRDDSSS!” We’ll happily stop in to nerd out anytime we’re in Beaversville. MATTHEW KORFHAGE.

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The music of Kacy and Clayton exists outside of time, and burgeons with beautiful contradictions. It’s psychedelic and traditional, contemporary and vintage, melancholic and joyous. All at once, it showcases a slightly psych-folk sound of Linda Perhacs, Fleet Foxes, and First Aid Kit; rare country blues records and English folk tunes; and 1920s disaster songs and murder ballads. Their songs often are sugar-coated pills, tales of murderous jealousy, dilapidated graveyards, and infanticide, all delivered with Kacy Anderson’s sweet, lithe voice, and Clayton Linthicum’s hypnotic fingerpicking.



Drowse is the work of Portland, OR artist Kyle Bates. New release, ‘Memory Bed’, plays with themes of detachment and memory and their relationship to the “self” from the perspective of someone who has suffered dissociative experiences. Heavily influenced by writers like Roland Barthes and Sarah Manguso, drowse works with ideas of “the self as text”, “making the personal public” and allowing space for a paradox to create new meaning.




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PERFORMANCE = WW Pick. Highly recommended. Most prices listed are for advance ticket sales. At-the-door increases and so-called convenience charges may apply, so it’s best to call ahead. Editor: ENID SPITZ. Theater: ENID SPITZ ( Dance: ENID SPITZ ( TO BE CONSIDERED FOR LISTINGS, submit information at least two weeks in advance to:

THEATER OPENINGS & PREVIEWS A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum

Broadway Rose Theatre continues their love for Sondheim, staging Forum right after their production of West Side Story. Broadway Rose founding-General-Manager Dan Murphy will make an appearance as Pseudolus alongside Ethan Crystal— who just finished up his run in Triangle Production’s American Idiot—and Eugene native Kaitlyn Sage. This show follows a Greek slave trying to gain his freedom by helping his master get the girl of his dreams. The Deb Fennell Auditorium, 9000 SW Durham Road, Tigard. 7:30 pm Thursday-Saturday, 2 pm Sundays Aug. 4-21. Additional shows 2 pm Saturday Aug. 13 and 20. $20-$28.

The Maids

Portland’s newest theater company is jumping the gun, and we couldn’t be more glad about it. In the middle of the dull summer theater season (mostly Shakespeare in the parks), Public Citizen Theatre debuts a dark, sadomasochistic work that you’d expect at the hight of the fall arts season. This black murder mystery by French poet and criminal extraordiairre Jean Ganet is based on the real-life murder of a Madame by her housemaids, two sisters who play out sadomasochistic fantasies in their down time. Staged in this industrial warehouse theater, The Maids is primed to deliver chills in spite of the season. Shaking the Tree Theater, 823 SE Grant St., 503-235-0635. 8 pm Thursday-Saturday and 2 pm Sunday, Aug. 4-21. $15-$25.

Mr. Marmalade

Four year old Lucy has one fucked up imaginary friend. This is no children’s show. Instead, Mr. Marmalade is an abusive cocaine addict with a dildo obsession and a porn problem. Adding to the fuckpile, Lucy has one friend, a depressed boy named Larry who’s notorious for being the youngest kid to attempt suicide in the history of New Jersey. Twilight Theater might not be known for high-profile works or star power, but you can’t argue its stomach for black comedy. No show Thursday, July 28. Twilight Theater Company, 7515 N Brandon Ave., 8 pm ThursdaySaturday, 3 pm Sunday, through Aug. 6. $15.

The Music Man

Clackamas Repertory Theatre produces the classic musical about a traveling salesman who cons the parents of a small Iowa town into buying his instruments by promising to start a marching band. He plans to skip town before making good on that promise, but when a feisty librarian catches his eye, he decides to stick around for awhile. Clackamas Repertory Theatre, 19600 Molalla Ave., Oregon City, 503-594-6047. 7:30 pm Thursday-Saturday, 2:30 pm Sundays, August 4-28. $10-$18.

ALSO PLAYING The Italian Girl in Algiers

Love triangles—or love pentagons as seen here—are tailor-made for farce. Two people are going to find true love and one sad, sorry buffoon getting left out. It just happens here

that the buffoon here happens to be an Algerian leader wearing a tan tracksuit with a pillow tied around his head. Oh, and another corner of the love pentagon spends most of the opera wearing a lampshade. The Italian Girl in Algiers isn’t Rossini’s best-known work, but it just might be the famed composer’s funniest. The Portland Opera’s production begins with wide-eyed tourist strolling about the giant Persian rug that serves as the set throughout. Mustafa is bored with his wife. So he does the only logical thing: he offers her as a wife to Italian slave Lindoro and demands that his assistant bring him an Italian woman. As luck would have it, a beautiful Italian woman named Isabella just washed up on the shore. What follows is an energetic, fitfully entertaining farce with more physical comedy than I’d ever expected to see in an opera. JOHN LOCANTHI. Newmark Theatre, 1111 SW Broadway, 503-248-4335. 7:30 pm Thursday, August 4 and Saturday, Aug. 6. $35-$200.

Jesus Christ Superstar

It has been 11 years since Jesus Christ Superstar was staged by a Portland company. This summer, the once-controversial musical is not only onstage, it is in an old church in Sellwood. Longtime Portland actor-director Michael Streeter, who describes himself as a “recovering Catholic,” wants Superstar to be controversial again. While this production at Post5 Theatre is not likely to spark hot-button buzz, it is goddamn entertaining. Streeter’s update tries to bring the edge back by casting women as Apostles and actress Ithica Tell as Judas. This Superstar is best when Lloyd Webber’s addictive music is given free rein. Even as lepers swarm, Judas cries and Jesus explodes with anger, the audience cannot help but manically bob its collective head. If star-power moments like these sound too big for a small theater, it’s because they are. Superstar is meant to be performed big. In Sellwood’s theater, it feels like a squeeze. Talent sweeps every staging issue under the rug, though. When Tell is singing as Judas—one of the most difficult roles in musical theater, with a vocal range spanning two octaves—you forget that it’s 90 degrees and the actors are trying not to trip over each other. Verses were chopped, lines were dropped, helping the show clock in at a comfortable two hours. What’s uncomfortable is honoring the program’s request that you refrain from singing along. See the full review at SOPHIA JUNE. Post5 Theatre, 1666 SE Lambert St., 971-3331758. 8 pm Thursday-Sunday, through Aug. 20. $20

Trickster of Seville

A family-friendly interpretation of the famous Spanish play features seven actors taking on the entire range of twenty-plus roles. This precursor to the Don Juan legend details the exploits of a ruthless womanizer who pushes one of his conquests to attempt suicide and essentially rapes another by tricking her into thinking she’s having sex with her fiance. Masque Alfresco’s rendition involves temper tantrums instead of suicide, piggy banks instead of dowries and the line “all is forgiven!” George Rogers Park Memorial Garden, 611 S Slate Street, Lake Oswego, 503-2545104. 7 pm Friday-Sunday, through Aug. 7. Free.

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MAID SERVICE: Ahna Dunn-Wilder (left) and Amanda Mehl.


S&M Might Save Summer midrange theater companies and risk-takers like Defunkt, the theater that staged brutal rape and infantile cannibalism last season, The Maids is a hard sell. “So many companies are closing,” Mehl says. BY EN ID SPITZ “It’s not easy to go to one and pitch a work, because they’re looking out for their artistic vision.” Fuck Shakespeare in the park. Give us some BDSM. Instead, Mehl and Filyaw just decided to put Everyone was thinking it—or at least the first part. on the play themselves. Portland’s newest theater company, an ambitious “Rather than waiting around for a company project from 27-year-old actors Aaron Filyaw and and jump through all of these hoops,” Filyaw Amanda Mehl, is delivering deep existential masoch- says, “why not do this ourselves and have complete creative control?” ism as counterpoint to the usual summer froth. But dreams take money. Rent is $800 a week Public Citizen Theatre’s inaugural production, The Maids, is a far cry from your other options at Shaking the Tree Theatre, and Filyaw and onstage: West Side Story at Tigard High School, Mehl aren’t getting rich—they both work 9-to-5 Cavalia’s horseplay under Tilikum Crossing, or jobs—and set designer Tyler Buswell is borrowThe Music Man in Oregon City. Debuting outside ing props from other theaters. the usual theater season and inside an “We’re flying by the seat of our pants,” Filyaw says. Despite the fact that industrial warehouse-turned-theater in Southeast, it is not only a dark“Listservs are so, like, 2000,” the horse contender for the summer’s pair appealed to Yahoo’s active PDX Backstage group for support. most noteworthy production, it “YOU’RE They also drew funding through could give legs to an emerging GOING TO Fractured Atlas, a national nontrend in Portland theater. START SEEING profit that has helped other local “This is a small city, but it’s a theater city,” Filyaw says. artists like Holcombe Waller, MORE OF THIS.” Milepost “You’re going to start seeing 5 and PDX Dance Col—AARON FILYAW more of this: theater companies lective collect donations without operating on a show-by-show going through the complex process basis.” That means no regular seasons, to become their own 501(c)(3). less overhead and possibly a lot more fun. But money is still tight for Public Citizen The Maids is a sadomasochistic murder thriller Theatre, and without the budget to rent Shakin which two maids role-play while their mistress ing the Tree for rehearsals, Filyaw and Mehl is away, based on a real-life case of two homicidal are banking on building the set just days before sisters. It starts with the maids dressing in their Thursday’s opening night. mistress’s clothes and makeup, and escalates to “For us not to continue, we would essentially deranged ritual. Written by the notorious French have to just fail at this,” Mehl says. vagrant and activist poet Jean Genet, the play was so What would failure look like? “Empty seats,” explicit that the original producer had Genet rewrite she says. the ending after its first production, in 1947. “It’s Success, on the other hand, might mean an escape been criticized for starting out at 10 and just going,” from the nunnery that is summertime theater. Mehl says. When Cate Blanchett starred in a Lincoln SEE IT: The Maids is at Shaking the Tree Theatre, Center staging, she used flowers for flagellation. 823 SE Grant St., 503-235-0635. 8 pm ThursdayEven in Portland, which has a huge number of Saturday and 2 pm Sunday, Aug. 4-21. $15-$25.


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DANCE By the Light of a Different Moon

Under the stars and trees of Mary S. Young Park, members of A-WOL Dance Collective will fly through the air on aerial apparatus, incorporating strength techniques, acrobatics and dance to an original soundtrack of Dirty Elegance’s downtempo, emotional trance beats. Every year, A-WOL’s Art in the Dark performance transforms a park into an evening of circus-like spectacle. Mary S. Young Park, 19900 Willamette Falls Drive, West Linn. 8:30 pm Friday-Sunday, August 5-14. $15-$28.

Galaxy Festival

Your dream of tap dancing in Director Park is about to come true. Every August, Polaris dance company takes over this downtown square with free classes and contemporary performances from their own school and some of Portland’s top companies, like A-WOL Dance Collective. The lineup looks more diverse and funky this year. Boyeurism, the all-male revue from Star Theater, and The Circus Project will perform. In between shows, anyone can join classes in disciplines like ballet, yoga, pilates or tap. Director Park, 815 SW Park Ave., 11 am-6:30 pm ThursdaySaturday, Aug. 4-6. Free.

COMEDY & VARIETY Al’s Den Comedy Night

Mostly local stand-up comedians and Seattleites passing through combine for an hour long showcase. Sometimes the best part is watching Crystal Hotel guests awkwardly sidle by the stage, wearing only a swimsuit and towel, on their way to the pool behind this basement bar. Al’s Den, 303 SW 12th Ave., 10:30 pm Fridays and Saturdays. Free. 21+

Barbara Holm Believes in You

Your life looks less shitty at standup shows in comparison to comedians’ much shittier lives. But positive affirmation is the theme of Barbara Holm’s monthly showcase, where audience members win prizes and get free comedy from local guests, including Bridgetown Comedy veterans. Bossanova Ballroom, 722 E Burnside St., 8 pm every First Wednesday. Free.

The Brody Open Mic

Twice-weekly, Portland’s most prolific improv venue opens its stage

to everyone for 3-minute bits. Sign up online day of before 1 pm. Brody Theater, 16 NW Broadway, 2242227. 8:30 pm Tuesday-Wednesday. Free.

Control Yourself: A Showcase Of Funny

Joann Schinderle’s weekly showcase of traveling national comedians an local up-and-comers is followed by an open mic, making it a crowd-pleaser that has won WW’s Best of Portland readers poll twice. Alberta Streeet Pub, 1036 NE Alberta St., 9 pm Mondays. Free.

Curious Comedy Open Mic

Sign up start at 7:15, and every comic gets a tight three minutes onstage in this weekly show hosted by Andie Main. Curious Comedy, 5225 NE Martin Luther King Jr. Blvd. 8 pm Sundays. Free.

Curious Comedy Playground

It’s basically free time for comedians. Acts run the gamut, from improv to video and musical comedy, and you never know who’s coming out to play. Curious Comedy Theater, 5225 NE Martin Luther King Jr. Blvd. 9:30 pm every first, third and fifth Thursday. Free.

Earthquake Hurricane

Some of WW’s favorite funny Portlanders showcase famous and not-so-famous, local and not-solocal comedians. Hosted by Curtis Cook, Alex Falcone, Anthony Lopez and Bri Pruett inside a pretty epic bike shop. Velo Cult, 1969 NE 42nd Ave., every Wednesday. Free, $5 suggested donation.

Friday Night Fights

Curious’ twice-monthly improv competition pits teams that won last week’s Thursday Night Throwdown against one another. Curious Comedy Theater, 5225 NE Martin Luther King Jr. Blvd. 9:30 pm every first and third Friday. Free.

Helium Open Mic

Sign-ups start at 6 for Helium’s weekly Open Mic and the line-up drops at 7:30. No guarantees on stage time, but the bar’s always open. Helium Comedy Club, 1510 SE 9th Ave., 8 pm every Monday. Free.

also won something called The John Ritter Memorial Award for Outstanding Comic Performance. With five shows in three nights, he’s giving Portland plenty of time to decide if he’s our favorite new comedian. Helium Comedy Club, 1510 SE 9th Ave., 888-643-8669. 8 pm Thursday, Aug. 4, 7:30 and 10 pm Friday-Saturday Aug. 5-6, $15$25. 21+.

Open Court

This weekly, long-form improv show combines performers from many Portland theaters and troupes. Newbies are welcome and teams are picked at random, then coached by an improv veteran before taking the stage. Curious Comedy, 5225 NE Martin Luther King Jr. Blvd. Thursday. Free.


STARTING AS LOW AS $1 7964 SE Foster Rd

M-F 11-7, Sat 11-5, Closed Sundays

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The Ranger Station Open Mic

Sign ups start at 8 pm for a weekly open mic night hosted by Victor Johnson, set in the whiskeyheavy bar WW once compared to “a Roosevelt-era public works cabin.” The Ranger Station, 4260 SE Hawthorne Blvd. 8:30 pm every Wednesday. Free. 21+.

Sunday School

Workshop students, veteran crews and groups that pre-register online perform long form improv every Sunday. Curious Comedy, 5225 NE Martin Luther King Jr. Blvd. 6 pm Sundays. Free.


Brody’s students showcase their improv, sketch and standup skills— a different class each week. The Brody Theater, 16 NW Broadway, 6 pm Thursdays. Free.

You’re Welcome

Another new comedy show is staring. Hosted by Portland’s most recent Funniest person Nariko Ott, fellow Funniest finalist Caitlin Weierhauser, and newcomer Matt Monroe, You’re Welcome is going to be once a week, and it’s not to be missed. Kicking things off will be Portland’s Funniest alums Adam Pasi and Chris Ettrick, along with Barbara Holm and Yogi Paliwal. Mississippi Pizza Pub, 3552 N Mississippi Ave., 9:30 pm Wednesday, Aug. 3. Free. 21+.

Josh Rudnitsky

John Rudnitsky is a guy people call a rising star, a featured player on Saturday Night Live and one of the prestigious “New Faces of Comedy” at the Montreal Just For Laughs Comedy Festival. He

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VISUAL ARTS = WW Pick. Highly recommended. By JENNIFER RABIN. TO BE CONSIDERED FOR LISTINGS, submit show information—including opening and closing dates, gallery address and phone number—at least two weeks in advance to: Visual Arts, WW, 2220 NW Quimby St., Portland, OR 97210. Email:

Anniversary Group Show Now seems to be the time for anniversary group shows. Last month, PDX Contemporary celebrated its 21st with an exhibition of 2-D and 3-D pieces from the well-known artists it represents, and this month Butters Gallery joins the ranks, celebrating its 28th anniversary with a collection of work from its roster of artists. Without anything to tie the work together other than the gallery in which they are shown, these types of shows can sometimes feel disjointed. But if you approach them as a way of getting to know the personality of a gallery, its aesthetic, and the type of work it tends to show, it can be an excellent way for collectors or potential collectors (I’m looking at you, whoever you are; remember you only need $90/month to buy art) to decide if a gallery is one you want to keep going back to. Butters Gallery, 157 NE Grand Ave., 503-248-9378. Through Aug. 27.

Conversations With Strangers

In the minds of some, fine art and craft exist on opposite sides of a great chasm. This group exhibition aims to show us where the Venn diagram overlaps, highlighting the significant role of craft in the practice of contemporary fine art. On its face, Crafting the Future can feel impenetrable, which is why it’s important to ask questions when you’re at the gallery. The answers will turn inaccessible works into pieces that will send chills up your arms. For example, you will discover that the design on a hand-quilted wall hanging near the front door reflects the gravitational pull of galaxy superclusters. You will learn that in order to make her muted gouache on paper, artist Ellen Lesperance searched through archive images of protests, and when drawn in by the image of a particular female protestor, Lesperance re-created on paper the knitting pattern of the activist’s sweater. Elizabeth Leach Gallery, 417 NW 9th Ave., 503-224-0521. Through Aug. 27.

Eat, Drink, and Be Merry

The first thing you’ll notice when you enter the gallery is a plinth topped with rows of 3-D-printed vulture skulls. There are 97 of them: a reference to the percentage of vultures that died off in the Great Indian Vulture Crisis. “I see art-making as an excuse to learn other things,” says artist Maria Lux, whose research for her installation Eat, Drink, and Be Merry led her to the Field Museum in Chicago to look through drawers full of dead birds. The exhibition, which includes 2-D work, is a compelling distillation of the complicated relationship between animals and people and how it is disturbed when we tinker with the natural order. Lux employs symbolism everywhere, and it’s a thrill to discover that the crystals hanging from a chandelier are actually castings of fruit bats and that certain recurring patterns—on frames and tablecloths—are molecular structures of


Portland Art Museum dedicates multiple galleries to artist Josh Kline’s disquieting vision of a near-future dystopia. Kline became interested in how technology shapes the political and social landscape during the Occupy movement, when he saw police officers film a crowd of activists instead of detaining them. Using facial replacement software in multiple video installations, Kline shows us what might be possible if law enforcement officers could steal the faces, and therefore identities, of activists; or if regular people could credibly impersonate public figures. In what is the most arresting and moving piece of the exhibition, Kline uses facial replacement software (and the help of actors) to create a video of politicians apologizing for their crimes. One by one, Condoleezza Rice, George Bush, Dick Cheney, and Donald Rumsfeld appear in a prison cell, crying, offering their remorse in a virtual reality that we wish could be made real by our desire. Portland Art Museum, 1219 SW Park Ave., 503-226-2811. Through Nov. 13.


A collection of artist Junko Iijima’s small sculptures, based on the forms of Japanese cast-iron teakettles, huddle together on a table in the back room of Jeffrey Thomas Fine Art. Iijima has extended their traditional nubby round surfaces to create subtle horns, ears and antennae, and in so doing, has created an army of benevolent alien-like creatures, each with its own personality. Iijima fabricated the series during a residency with Kohler (the company that produces bathroom fixtures) which gave her access to an iron and brass foundry. The pieces cast in iron have a matte finish so black that it calls to you from the abyss. Their brass counterparts shimmer like liquid gold solidified. The works succeeds in creating a cognitive dissonance by giving us objects that echo function but are purely aesthetic. Jeffrey Thomas Fine Art, 2219 NW Raleigh St., 503-544-3449. Through Aug. 6.

Old Ways

Some of artist Victor Maldonado’s large-scale paintings evoke arched stained glass windows. The smaller pieces look like violent colorful abstractions. What they all have in common is the recurring theme of the Mexican wrestling Luchador mask, which symbolize to Maldonado “the struggle to be free, body and soul, from the grips of oppression.” The telltale dome can be almost completely obscured in certain canvases, but once you know what you’re looking for, it becomes a thrill to follow the lines and patterns to identify the form that ties all of the work together. Froelick Gallery, 714 NW Davis St., 503-222-1142. Through Aug. 20.

Portland 2016 Biennial Salon

For Portland’s 2016 Biennial, some of Oregon’s most high-profile contemporary artists are showing their work across the state, in venues as disparate as residential garages, hardware stores, and hotel lobbies. Think of it as an Oregon-wide Easter egg hunt, where all the eggs are art installations. The jewel in the Biennial crown is the salon at Disjecta, where every inch of wall space in the cavernous warehouse is covered with sculptures, paintings, drawings, and video projections by artists who were handpicked to represent our fair state. You won’t have a chance to have many intimate moments with the work, or to even find out who made what (unless you want to fumble with the awkwardly folded maps and numbered diagrams), but perhaps that shouldn’t be the goal. If you stop trying to appreciate each work individually, you can delight in the chorus of hundreds of artistic voices shouting, “Look what we made!” Disjecta, 8371 N Interstate Ave., 503-286-9449. Through Sept. 18.


Blue Sky is doing something unusual this month by devoting both of its galleries to a retrospective of Harold Feinstein’s photographs. Feinstein, who was born in Coney Island in the 30s, began making photographs when he was fifteen. At the ripe old age of nineteen, some of them had already been acquired by MoMA. The exhibition of his black-and-white gelatin silver prints encompasses every-

thing from street photography to portraiture to a personal record of his time serving in the Korean War—giving us a multi-faceted view of life in the last half of the twentieth century. Blue Sky Gallery, 122 NW 8th Ave., 503-225-0210. Through Aug. 28.

Serious Play

Picasso said, “Art is a lie that makes us realize truth,” and it is this truth that photographer Grace Weston is aiming for. Weston works in deliberately contrived miniature—that’s the lie part. But she reveals the truth by superimposing the darker psychological landscape of adulthood onto scenes of childlike fantasy. In one composition, a giraffe wearing three bowties and a cravat stands, businesslike, against a softly clouded sky. A dirigible flies close to his skyscraper-high neck. The child in me sees only whimsy; the adult remembers 9/11. Weston’s skill is in revealing this tension and contradiction that lives inside of each of us. Oranj Studio, 726 SW Gaines St., 503719-5338. Through Sept. 30.

Tokens, Gold, & Glory

You may remember Wendy Red Star as one of the three contemporary Native artists included in Portland Art Museum’s recent Edward Curtis exhibition. Hers is an important voice in contemporary art and Portland is lucky to claim her as one of its own. This month, employing a wry wit, Red Star fills Hap Gallery with golden headless deer decoys atop AstroTurfcovered palettes. It is a comment on our plastic culture, that has us so distracted by shiny things that we often focus on what is insignificant (the head to hang on our wall) and ignore what really matters (the body). In addition, Red Star has hand-beaded a limited series of trucker hats, showing us with a single object the arresting visual disparity between cheap mass production and work that requires great care. (These hats are a great example of how a beginning collector can affordably acquire work from an important artist.) Hap Gallery, 916 NW Flanders St., 503444-7101. Through Aug. 28.

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The work of artists Caleb Hahne and Adrian Landon Brooks in this two-person show couldn’t be more different. Hahne’s figurative paintings, with soft dusty palettes, deal with absences: faces and hands are often missing. Other features are rendered only to the point that allows our eyes to fill in the rest. Brooks’ paintings on panel are defined, geometric, and concrete. There is a romanticism to his work, though, his perfect lines and angles offset by gold moons hanging over birdmen and nomads. In his astonishingly beautiful and bold compositions, he makes excellent use of the wood on which he paints, leaving some elements bare in order to highlight, in some pieces, its blond, perfect grain, and in others, its gnarled, degraded surface. Stephanie Chefas Projects, 305 SE 3rd Ave., Suite 202, 310-9900702. Through Aug. 5.

Crafting the Future

viruses that animals transmit to humans. Upfor Gallery, 929 NW Flanders St., 503227-5111. Through Aug. 27.

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BOOKS = WW Pick. Highly recommended. By JAMES HELMSWORTH. TO BE CONSIDERED FOR LISTINGS, submit lecture or reading information at least two weeks in advance to: WORDS, WW, 2220 NW Quimby St., Portland, OR 97210. Email: Fax: 243-1115.


Once the largest public housing development in the country and populated by approximately 40 percent AfricanAmerican residents, Vanport was unceremoniously wiped off the face of the planet when the dike holding back the Columbia River failed. As with Hurricane Katrina and the Buffalo Creek Flood, officials played hot potato with the blame, and the impoverished were left in the lurch. Cleveland High School teacher Zita Podany reads from her new book, Vanport, which releases on the disaster’s 68th anniversary. Powell’s City of Books, 1005 W Burnside St., 800-8787323. 7:30 pm. Free.

THURSDAY, AUG. 4 Jack Estes

Author Jack Estes’ last book was a haunting and critically well-received memoir about his service in Vietnam. Nearly 30 years later, Estes is back with A Soldier’s Son, a new novel he adapted from a screenplay he wrote of the same name that took first place at the Willamette Writers Conference. Estes explores the toll that war exacts on a soldier and his family. Annie Bloom’s Books, 7834 SW Capitol Highway, 503-246-0053. 7 pm. Free.

Dave Madden, Amina Gautier and Theodore Wheeler

In his debut short-story collection, If You Need Me I’ll Be Over There, Dave Madden writes about queer chemists connecting with family over football, and the stories of other marginalized characters attempting to find love and connection in the Midwest. Mother Foucault’s, 523 SE Morrison St., 503-236-2665. 7 pm. Free.

Chinaka Hodge with Anis Mojgani

In her sparkling new collection of poems, Dated Emcees, Chinaka Hodge effortlessly cross-fades influences of hip-hop, slam, and written poetry. Growing up during the same time hip-hop was blossoming, Hodge details how the art form influenced her love life and art. Powell’s Books on Hawthorne, 3723 SE Hawthorne Blvd., 800-878-7323. 7:30 pm. Free.

FRIDAY, AUG. 5 Eowyn Ivey

Hark, Samuelson! Make haste before a she-bear catches wind of your septic stump foot! In her new novel, To the Bright Edge of the World, PulitzerPrize finalist Eowyn Ivey tells of the doomed trek of Lieutenant Colonel Allen Forrester’s 1885 party to survey the Wolverine River in Alaska. Powell’s City of Books, 1005 W Burnside St., 800-878-7323. 7:30 pm. Free.

MONDAY, AUG. 8 Lily Brooks-Dalton

Flying through space in a ship that has lost contact with Earth, and stuck in an Arctic research facility, respectively, Sully and Augie find there’s nothing like impenetrable solitude, incomprehensible cold, and MRE farts in confined spaces to make people look back on their lives and ask themselves, hey, what’s this all been about, anyway? Portland author Lily BrooksDalton shows interstellar depth in her debut novel, Good Morning, Midnight. Powell’s Books on Hawthorne, 3723 SE Hawthorne Blvd., 800-878-7323. 7:30 pm. Free.

Joe McGinniss Jr.

In Carousel Court, capitalism giveth

and capitalism taketh away. (Mostly the latter.) Looking for a fresh start following a tragedy, young couple Nick and Phoebe move to a Southern California beach town only to find themselves trapped in a foreclosure alley and surrounded by increasingly unhinged neighbors in this literary thriller by The Delivery Man author Joe McGinniss Jr. Powell’s City of Books, 1005 W Burnside St., 800-878-7323. 7:30 pm. Free.

TUESDAY, AUG. 9 Drew Magary

If you are familiar with Drew Magary’s plethoric use of dick jokes in his “Funbag” column on Deadspin, or the volumes he’s written as a malcontent political pundit for GQ, you might be perplexed to hear that his new novel, The Hike, has been

described as “Cormac McCarthy’s Alice in Wonderland.” Powell’s Books at Cedar Hills Crossing, 3415 SW Cedar Hills Blvd., Beaverton, 800-878-7323. 7 pm. Free.

Jamie Duclos-Yourdon

Bigfoot is old news, no matter what the charlatans on Discovery Channel specials want you to believe. It’s time to create new tall tales for Oregon. With his new novel, Froelich’s Ladder, Jamie Duclos-Yourdon weaves a Twainian picaresque about two boys in 19th century Oregon trying to find their lost uncle, who had resided atop the fourth-largest ladder in the world tending tiny herb gardens. Powell’s City of Books, 1005 W Burnside St., 800-878-7323. 7:30 pm. Free.

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Kelly Schirmann, POPULAR MUSIC Reading Portlander Kelly Schirmann’s poetry is a little like looking back on the transcript of a 3 am Gchat with a faraway art-school friend. Her writing is casual, fragmented, full of unexpected observation and imagery. “I can never be certain when I say the word music if the person I am speaking to is thinking of birdsong, or Beethoven…,” she writes. “I have several theories as to what, exactly, music is.” Her collection, Popular Music (Black Ocean, 160 pages, $14.95) is ostensibly a manifesto on how people interact with generationdefining songs. But more than offer any stiff academic treatise, a series of essays interspersed amid pages of verse act as evocations of formative moments—imagistic, memory-based explorations of times popular music played a major role in her life. In one essay, we find Schirmann in the summer after graduating college watching infinite repetitions of The Last Waltz—Martin Scorsese’s documentary about the Band’s final concert— while in a Humboldt County commune. The backdrop of electric guitar and drums became a salve for her post-graduate anxiety. In another scene, her father sings, “You can’t always get what you want” as they ride in his pickup. “You can’t always get what you want, the World insists, and always will,” Schirmann writes. “Let’s listen to something else, I say.” Her poetry scrolls down the page with few of the flourishes taught in creative writing workshops. You’ll find little in the way of enjambment or hidden meter. Outside of the use of the ampersand and a handful of stray virgules (slash marks, used to compelling effect), Schirmann’s language is essentially unadorned. The language she uses bears some superficial resemblance to alt-lit—poets who grew up on the internet, and tend to favor web zines and Tumblr profiles. But while that poetry can suffer from an alienating, often impenetrable Xanax haze, Schirmann can create enveloping scenes of nostalgia and pathos that draw the reader in. “When you have love/you zip yourself inside it like a tent,” she writes. “You watch everything outside the tent/smear itself together seamlessly.” Genre and labels and borders blur, but the most important thing for Schirmann seems to be production itself—indeed, she’s also a musician in Young Family and Sung Mountain, and runs a poetry record label called Black Cake Records. Tumblr feeds refresh, new albums drop, expression continues unabated. Schirmann doesn’t even use periods in her poems, as if they connote too much finality. “All art is a war of volume,” she writes. “Be careful not to lose your voice.” ZACH MIDDLETON. SEE IT: Kelly Schirmann will read with poet Josh Fomon at Cardinal Club, 18 NE 28th Ave., 503-348-0763, 7 pm Friday, Aug. 5. Free.

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MOVIES = WW Pick. Highly recommended. Editor: ENID SPITZ. TO BE CONSIDERED FOR LISTINGS, send screening information at least two weeks in advance to Screen, WW, 2220 NW Quimby St., Portland, OR 97210. Email: Fax: 243-1115.


C The failing of this efficient crook caper isn’t its low budget or genre-vehicle plot. The bleak desert setting actually helps this indie feature to be effectively suspenseful despite budgetary restrictions. The storyline is complete with double crossings, shootouts, a briefcase full of money, and a Latino gang leader who overuses the word “hombre.” But as a released convict reunities with his ex-partner’s son, the son’s BFF, and the token girlfriend, their quest to find a bag of stolen diamonds looks meaningless and dull. The characters seem too distant for any of the many plot twists to be particularly impactful. Ultimately, Misfortune is a simple, somewhat compelling tale of a man paying for his father’s sins. NR. CURTIS COOK. Clinton Street Theater.

Nine Lives

Trapping Kevin Spacey inside a tabby cat’s body so he can’t continually ignore and bone his gorgeous wife (Jennifer Garner) is a delightfully feminist and felinist plot in itself. Casting Christopher Walken as an eccentric pet store owner named Felix Perkins is the cherry on top of this family comedy from a niche French film company. Playing billionaire asshole Tom Brand, Spacey has a terrible accident that puts him inside the body of the family pet he hates, Mr. Fuzzypants. Life lessons will be learned. Not screened for critics. PG. Cinema 21.

Weepah Way for Now

D Calabasas, Calif., automatically conjures visions of Kardashians, and in director Stephen Ringer’s new film, that’s the way the world should be. Money fixes everything in this vintage 1990s storyline, in which two co-dependent sisters are spoiled by their divorced parents while searching for stardom. Though the girls can actually sing (played by the musical sibling duo Aly and AJ), their Coachella vibes and singer-songwriter tunes can’t buoy the film’s dismal rhythm. The only potentially interesting plot points, like their love interests, don’t come until the last 30 minutes. Some scenes sloppily alternate the onscreen sisterly bond with old footage of the girls as toddlers. Most confusing of all, the film is narrated by their middle sister, who died at birth but sticks around as an omniscient observer of the girls’ First World problems. The film is a quick 77 minutes of mindless entertainment, much like an episode of Keeping Up With the Kardashians. NR. AMY WOLFE. Clinton Street Theater.

STILL SHOWING Absolutely Fabulous

C For fans of the old BBC series, the further adventures of buffoonish publicist Edina Monsoon (Jennifer Saunders) and perma-soused fashion editrix Patsy Stone (Joanna Lumley) shouldn’t seem all that different from a favored punk band’s reunion tour. As Edina flounces around her normcore daughter Saffron (Julia Sawalha), dismissive “Mother” (June Whitfield) and assistant Bubble (Jane Horrocks), little seems changed at first. The interfamilial barbs still sting, and while Hollywood’s relaxed attitudes toward drugs and drinking might blunt the impact of Edina’s debauchery, the film’s fat-shaming, transgendermocking, racially insensitive gags still hit. But the film version lingers cruelly on slower stretches and magnifies the inabilities of Britcom director Mandie Fletcher to stage set pieces, and sketch queen Saunders to craft a proper screenplay. The fashion-backward wardrobes and attitudes are no help. Lacking any connection to the surrounding culture or satirical intent, we’re left with just a


pair of rapacious, self-centered monsters seeking fun. Strangely, that’s almost enough. They’re still larger than life. It’s the tweets that grew small. PG-13. JAY HORTON. Bridgeport, Cinema 21, Clackamas, Vancouver.

Bad Moms

C Hangovers loom large in the films of Jon Lucas and Scott Moore (21 & Over, The Change-Up, The Hangover). Not just actual ones, but the lingering haze as youthful passions awaken to the throbbing responsibilities of adulthood. Bad Moms opens with one of our titular heroines reciting her daily litany of First World problems. Motherhood doesn’t complete her. After one bad day’s accumulated frustrations force Amy (Mila Kunis) to flee a glorious marriage, job and the PTA, she forms a boozedrenched MILF pack with slatternly Carla (Kathryn Hahn) and wallflower Kiki (Kristen Bell). Cue the inexplicably raucous party, supermarket-destruction montage, dreamy young widower (Jay Hernandez) and chief antagonist (Christina Applegate as supermom Gwendolyn). It’s a simple formula, one that Lucas and Moore unfold briskly by sacrificing storyline for the sake of leftfield guest stars (Wanda Sykes, J.J. Watt) and one-liners. The film so completely ignores genre format—the character arcs read like seismographs—that we’re hardly surprised when Bell reshapes her marriage with a single phone call. When confronted with such fundamental emptiness of vision, there’s little sense getting angry. We’re just very, very disappointed. R. JAY HORTON. Bridgeport, Cedar Hills, City Center, Clackamas, Division, Eastport, Lloyd, Oak Grove, Pioneer Place, Tigard, Vancouver.


B- Like all Roald Dahl books, it’s an ecstatic mix of the sentimental and cruel—the story of a young orphan named Sophie abducted by a lovable Big Friendly Giant who catches and releases dreams. It is also a cavalcade of bodily functions rendered funny and an encyclopedia of brutality at the hands of other, evil giants like Bonecruncher and Fleshlumpeater. PG. MATTHEW KORFHAGE. Eastport.


B+ The star of Grimm, the villain in Pitch Perfect 2 and the director of the Al-Jazeera documentary Borderland used to be roommates, and back then, they swore they would make a movie together. Buddymoon makes good on that promise. It is a charming, bromance-innature comedy following David Giuntoli and German YouTube phenomenon Flula Borg as fictional versions of themselves. The trio filmed in Oregon, ad-libbing most of the dialogue in this unscripted film about a morose actor who gets dumped right before his wedding and agrees to go on his honeymoon hike with his eccentric foreign friend Flula instead of his would-be wife. NR. LAUREN TERRY. Living Room Theaters.

Cafe Society

C- In Woody Allen’s 47th feature, the doeeyed Bobby arrives in 1930s Los Angeles looking more for an experience than a calling. New York is no life. His mother and father bicker. His sister is married in the suburbs. His brother is a two-bit gangster, though everyone looks the other way. In California, he knows no one but his uncle Phil (Steve Carrell), an in-demand film agent, though he soon begins rubbing elite shoulders and courting Phil’s assistant, Vonnie (Kristen Stewart). The annual Woody Allen production machine has assembled 90 very recognizable minutes here, with self-aware industry commentary, platitudes about New York and L.A., Jewish parentage, infidelity and a male ingénue looking for approval. As those spill onto the

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REVENGERS: The Suicide Squad.



spirit or something. And wouldn’t you know it, but there’s an almost immediate need for their services. Exposition is handled up front in a series of brief vignettes, complete with title screens, and glancing flashbacks afterward. Will Smith’s Deadshot, a sharpshooting hit man, is the nominal focus, insofar as he’s given a young daughter to fret about, which is more backstory than the others are afforded. Margot Robbie as Harley Quinn makes the deepBY MATTHEW SIN GER m sin est impression, chewing the scenery (or licking it, As the saying goes, you either die a hero, or you live rather) with deranged flirtatiousness and a fake long enough to see yourself become Ben Affleck. Long Island accent that registers a 10 on the Marisa Tomei in My Cousin Vinny Scale. The camera gawks Or something to that effect. The point is, ever since Christopher Nolan made at her short shorts enough to make you wonder if gazillions weighting the Batman franchise with the dude who wrote that lechy Vanity Fair profile brooding gravitas, comic-book films—those adapted did the cinematography. Otherwise, there’s a human from the DC Universe, anyway—have relentlessly, torch, an Australian boomerang enthusiast and a and often with grave seriousness, pondered the humanoid crocodile vying with an Army vet, his ninja bodyguard and possessed girlfriend for thin separation between heroism and vilwhatever scraps of story are left over. lainy. Following the dismal Batman v And after all the fanboy handSuperman with Suicide Squad, DC wringing over Jared Leto picking seemed intent on injecting some up where Heath Ledger left Slurpee-colored mischief back off as the Joker, he ends up into its monochromatic veins “DON’T FORGET, being, at best, a peripheral and inverting The Dark Knight’s figure. For the record, Leto’s thesis statement: When the WE’RE THE BAD interpretation is part Ledger, superest of heroes are gone, GUYS.” —DEADSHOT part Jim Carrey as the Riddler and those who remain are porand part Marilyn Manson trayed by Affleck, the bad guys (WILL SMITH) circa Mechanical Animals, with start to look mighty good. a twist of Riff Raff, but he isn’t Now, more than a decade into an even onscreen enough for the perera of popular culture that’s obsessed formance to register as either a success with the concept of the antihero, is the or an abomination. It’s fine while it lasts. idea of criminal saviors really that novel? Once the plot kicks in, the movie becomes a jumble Maybe it’s the fact that we’ve become accustomed to protagonists with questionable morals. Maybe it’s of one-liners and bloodless shootouts set to unending the film’s PG-13 rating. Either way, Suicide Squad rock block of familiar action-flick jock jams. We get hardly makes good on its subversive promise, rushing “The House of the Rising Sun” and “Sympathy for the through an overstuffed, incoherent two hours and Devil” in the first five minutes, and save for one scene pureeing everything into a slush of clichés, albeit toward the climax, it never slows enough to allow the one rendered in the garish palette of a Warped Tour characters to really interact with each other or for merchandise table. It’s a movie with too little on its us to revel in their alleged turpitude. Marvel made a whole blockbuster out of Deadpool cracking dick mind, and way too much to do. To be fair, writer-director David Ayer is saddled jokes while filleting his enemies. The worst we get with the unenviable task of introducing a team the in Suicide Squad is Harley Quinn breaking a departsize of the Avengers in the span of a single movie. ment store window to steal a handbag. “Don’t forget,” Still, he does himself no favors by sprinting into Deadshot reminds at one point, “we’re the bad guys.” Yes, thanks for the heads-up. How about next the plot, such as it exists. With Superman dead, an unscrupulous government agent (Viola Davis) sets time, instead of telling us how bad you are, you actuout to assemble a rainbow coalition of dirtbags to ally show us? protect the planet, just in case of an attack from, oh, C- SEE IT: Suicide Squad is rated PG-13. It opens say, some kind of vengeful, 6,000-year-old Mayan Friday at most Portland-area theaters.


screen, Café Society unfolds more like a biography of the quintessential Allen protagonist than a comedy. It’s calm and reflective to the point of drowsiness, like a very old man (Allen is now 80) dreaming the trivial life of a young one. Bobby’s ultimate revelation, after he’s fallen in, out and back into love with Vonnie, is that time has passed. He can’t rewind, and he’s going to stare into the middle distance about it. That seriousness makes Café Society less dainty than Allen’s 21st-century Parisian or Mediterranean tourism movies, but there’s no body in this shell. R. CHANCE SOLEM-PFEIFER. Bridgeport, Cedar Hills, City Center, Clackamas, Eastport, Fox Tower, Hollywood.

Captain America: Civil War

A- Captain America: Civil War, though, is proof you can jam pretty much every superhero in your roster into one film and still let individuals shine. In pitting team Iron Man (Robert Downey Jr.) against Team Cap (Chris Evans) over a suspiciously fascist registration law for “enhanced humans,” directors Joe and Anthony Russo could have just put the heroes in a big-ass sandbox and let them duke it out. They do that, and it’s spectacular. But there’s nothing redundant in the action here, from a Bourne-esque opening chase to close-combat thrills reminiscent of The Raid to a surprisingly subdued and heartfelt finale. The Russos have heard your complaints about universe-building at the expense of story. Civil War is fun. It’s smart. It’s coherent. And, most importantly, it allows its heart to beat strongly amid the chaos. Your move, DC. PG-13. AP KRYZA. Academy, Empirical, Jubitz, Kennedy School, Laurelhurst, Valley, Vancouver.

Captain Fantastic

A Viggo Mortensen reprises his

extreme mountain man role in the new Cannes favorite Captain Fantastic— mud-splattered, idealistic, good at killing things. But this time with six kids in tow. Mortensen plays the idealistic patriarch as a drill sergeant with believable heart. He raises his kids in isolation in the Pacific Northwest, schooling them in killing deer, the Bill of Rights, and the banjo. When he leads the brood into society for their mother’s funeral, the film becomes a quirky, emotional quest that outshines Little Miss Sunshine. Watching homeschooled children eat grocery-store rotisserie chicken, show up at a funeral in a dinosaur costume, and experience a first kiss is hilarious. Because it has pried you with cuteness, the film’s tear-jerking moments hit hard. As Mortensen relinquishes control, you realize that this is no Fellowship, it’s a film about the naked truth of parenting. R. ENID SPITZ. Bridgeport, City Center, Clackamas, Fox Tower.

Central Intelligence

The Conjuring 2

B- First thing’s first: The Conjuring 2 is often very scary. The story of a downtrodden British family in Enfield tormented by the vengeful spirit of an old cockney man ups the voltage slowly but steadily. Never mind that the true story is reportedly a hoax: Scary’s scary, and for at least its first hour, C2 delivers an old-school haunted-house experience of the Poltergeist variety. Thing is, we’ve seen this before. In between creating the Saw series and launching Vin Diesel off a skyscraper in Furious 7, director James Wan has more or less been revisiting the same funhouse during the course of the Insidious and Conjuring films, which are essentially interchangeable except for Conjuring’s ’70s setting. Still, Wan seems content painting over the same canvas, adding flourishes that are richer and scarier with each pass. If he wants to keep tinkering, we’ll keep coming, because when Conjuring 2 is scary, it’s in a class of its own. R. AP KRYZA. Laurelhurst, Valley, Vancouver.

Finding Dory

B+ The sea has become a little more existential since Nemo got found. For 13 years, the entire world eagerly awaited Pixar’s sequel and the return of Ellen DeGeneres as the forgetful Dory. This time, Dory is on a quest to find her family. There’s tears to fill a tide pool, wit to keep adults amused, and laughs for any audience with a short attention span. You will (hopefully) remember a majority of this film. PG. AMY WOLFE. Bridgeport, Cedar Hills, Clackamas, Division, Eastport, Lloyd, Tigard.


A It’s been 32 years since the release

of the original, and the Ghostbusters reboot has no chill. The script from Paul Feig and Kate Dippold hammers home the message that it’s 2016 and rebooting a classic Dude Comedy with an all-female cast will make people mad. Kristen Wiig, Melissa McCarthy, Kate McKinnon and Leslie Jones bring to the plate what they always have. Wiig is slightly frenetic, McCarthy has a Roseanne Barr-esque appeal, McKinnon is Harpo Marx with a functioning voice box, and Jones is loud and brash. The jokes hurtle past, and you’re excused for not laughing at all of them, because not all of them work. There are fart jokes, self-referential jokes, vagina jokes, race jokes, comedy nerd jokes, showbiz-insiderArrested Development-type jokes, all presented in a mille-feuille of irony.

The movie is maximalist. At the climax, we find a battle scene reminiscent of The Lord of the Rings, in which legions of ghosts fight the Lady Ghostbusters. McCarthy gets super-powered brass knuckles while Jones shreds nerds into ectoplasm with a handheld ghost chipper. When this movie succeeds, it shows you how silly it is to get angry about a movie. When it fails, well, it fails in seizure-inducing, herniating, mind-numbing glory that makes you sort of giggle and fart anyway. It’s glorious, and if it ruined your childhood, sorry bro. PG-13. ZACH MIDDLETON. Bagdad, Bridgeport, Cedar Hills, City Center, Clackamas, Division, Eastport, Lloyd, Oak Grove, Pioneer Place, Tigard, Vancouver.

Hunt for the Wilderpeople

B+ Foster care is a less-than-ideal sit-

uation. Ricky has been bounced from family to family for a while now, and his foster care agent takes no time to inform the new family of his long history of running away and petty crimes. And just when it looks like Ricky has found an ideal situation, his new foster mother dies. Ricky and his reluctant foster father, Hec (Sam Neill), run off into the woods. This latest offbeat film from Taika Waititi, of What We Do in the Shadows fame, searches for humor and hope in this tragic setup, with just enough bloody boar slayings, militarized foster care agents and conspiracy theories from a bumbling trailer dweller to make a coming-of-age-in-the-wilderness story feel like something you haven’t seen many times before. PG-13. JOHN LOCANTHI. Cinema 21, Hollywood, Kiggins.

Ice Age: Collision Course

C- Watching saber-toothed squirrel Scrat bounce about the cosmos in pursuit of the coveted acorn is like watching a tragic effort to recreate the humor and entertainment one could find in say, a Looney Toons clip. The fifth installment of an already lustless franchise, Ice Age: Collision Course brings back Sid and the gang, this time on a quest to save the world from a deadly asteroid heading toward Earth. A cacophony of brazen, shrill characters coupled with a predictable and tedious plot certainly makes it seem as if that asteroid couldn’t hit soon enough. PG. MICHELLE DEVONA. Bridgeport, Cedar Hills, City Center, Clackamas, Division, Eastport, Lloyd, Milwaukie, Oak Grove, Pioneer Place, Tigard, Vancouver.

The Infiltrator

A- Riddled with cocaine, bullets to

the head and Bryan Cranston, The Infiltrator is a delightfully bloody mess splattering the silver screen and an action-packed, gripping ride. Based on a true story, the action follows undercover agent and family man Bob Mazur (Cranston), who poses as a fraudulent banker cozying up to the

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C A buddy action comedy that relies on cheesy stunts, penis jokes and bro buffoonery—like most of its genre

brethren—Central Intelligence is a far cry from anything resembling intelligence. Dwayne Johnson, once the overweight target of bullies in high school, shows up 20 years later as a steroid-ridden CIA agent who recruits former classmate Kevin Hart, now a number-crunching desk jockey, to help him solve a case. PG-13. MICHELLE DEVONA. Avalon, Clackamas, Jubitz.

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NOT THE PLAN: Keegan-Michael Key (fist raised) and Mike Birbiglia (orange shirt).

Keegan-Michael Key debuts his knack for drama in Mike Birbiglia’s first feature.

If you’re a hard-working improv troupe in Manhattan, having your home theater sold out from under you is basically a death sentence for your career. Unless you can throw a successful Hail Mary and get a job on Saturday Night Live. In Don’t Think Twice, the first feature film from comedian Mike Birbiglia, members of a comedy troupe yearn to get on Weekend Live, a thinly veiled SNL surrogate. It might me their big break, and this film might be Birbiglia’s. A movie about a struggling improv troupe may seem an odd choice for one of the summer’s best bets—it’s been a dry season outside the few expected blockbusters (page 46)—but Don’t Think Twice has already been called Birbiglia’s Annie Hall, and with the help of Keegan-Michael Key and Gillian Jacobs, this movie brings together a group of talent on the verge of superstardom. In the film, Birbiglia plays a sentient improv comedy teacher with a receding hairline and predilection for boning his young students. He definitely didn’t commit the sin of writing himself as the star. For the star role, Birbiglia enlisted Key,

big names in the Colombian drug-trafficking industry. Under the umbrella of infamous Pablo Escobar, Mazur, his audacious partner Emir (John Leguizamo) and alluring fake fiancee Kathy (Diane Kruger) try to keep the cocaine from reaching American soil. Flying stacks of bills from Florida, Central America and Europe, The Infiltrator sure makes cartel life look cushy. R. AMY WOLFE. Bridgeport, Clackamas, Fox Tower.

Independence Day: Resurgence

Director Roland Emmerich waited 20 years to revisit Independence Day. Will Smith won’t be back in his starmaking turn, but Jeff Goldblum and other essential cast members are back to stammer and stare wide-eyed as monuments go boom once more. Not screened for critics. Not a good sign. PG-13. Clackamas.

Jason Bourne

A- Bourne never had an identity issue.

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Robert Ludlum’s series has always been the real-world response to a genre of CGI stunts—no Aston Martin, no suits, hardly any sex. For the fifth installment, director Paul Greengrass and Matt Damon make a welcome return and

whose reputation has grown with his brilliant comedy on Key & Peele and his speech at the 2015 White House Correspondents’ Dinner, where he told a room full of dweeb journalists to “hold onto your lily-white butts.” While Key’s virtuosic comedic talent is fully on display, we also get one of our first looks at his dramatic chops, which are substantial. In particular, his chemistry with onscreen love interest Jacobs shines through even as the troupe falls apart. Jacobs has established herself as one of the major young talents of the small screen with her roles on Community, Love and Girls. Whether or not a relatively small-release indie movie is what will launch her to the next level of work on the silver screen is hard to say, but giving a solid performance opposite Key definitely isn’t hurting her chances. Birbiglia says the film isn’t autobiographical, and that, unlike the characters in the movie, he’s unlikely ever to be on SNL. “I’ve operated at such a low level of show business for so long that I was never even considered [for SNL],” he says. But now, after decades of work in improv, in standup and off Broadway, it looks like things might come together for Birbiglia. Show biz ain’t always fair, except when it is. ZACH MIDDLETON. A- SEE IT: Don’t Think Twice is rated R. It opens Thursday at Cinema 21, with Mike Birbiglia in attendance. Through Aug. 11. Premiere sold out.

deliver on-brand thrills via hand-held footage of riots in Athens, a motorcycle chase down a gazillion nard-punching stairs and, of course, many scenes in which assassins splash cold water on their faces and reflect in a mirror. But something is off. This time, there’s a very next-gen storyline involving a tech startup, an app the government hacks to steal your personal data, and a wrinkled Tommy Lee Jones, who represents…Nixon? As the old and new guards clash, Ludlumites can rejoice in Damon’s triumphant return to the genre. For everyone else, it feels like writers sitting in a conference room asked, “What’re the kids into these days? Ah, the Facebook.” PG-13. ENID SPITZ. Beaverton, Bridgeport, Cedar Hills, City Center, Clackamas, Division, Eastport, Fox Tower, Living Room Theaters, Lloyd, Moreland, Oak Grove, St. Johns Pub and Theater, Tigard, Vancouver.

The Jungle Book

B+ Director Jon Favreau may have been out to show off the latest in special effects, but his reverence for the classic 1967 cartoon shines through all the digital rendering. He probably should’ve thought twice before having Bill Murray sing a warbly, soulless

version of the “Bare Necessities,” but even I felt a shiver of childhood nostalgia when the familiar drum beat played in the opening credits. PG. LAUREN TERRY. Academy, Avalon, Empirical, Kennedy School, Vancouver.

The Legend of Tarzan

Alexander Skarsgård and his 24-pack abs take to the jungle in an effort to make me die of heat stroke. Thanks a lot, Skarsgård. Because of you, a whole generation of dudes got a gym membership for Father’s Day. But Googling Hozier’s music video—a sad man at a piano spliced with softcore porn and animal nuzzling—will give you a good idea. PG-13. Clackamas, Division, Eastport, Tigard, Vancouver.

Life, Animated

A- The Little Mermaid teaches autistic children writing skills in director Roger Ross Williams’ Disney doc. For most of us, Mermaid was an underthe-sea sing-along and The Lion King our entree to the circle-of-life lesson, but for Owen Suskind, animation was vital for developing his reading, writing and communication skills. PG. AMY WOLFE. Bridgeport.

there are horror films with stylists. Lights Out is the latter. It’s actually a well-made haunter with some effective jump scares and a couple of great laughs. A general audience will be unnerved, occasionally scared out of their wits, and probably satisfied by this old-fashioned exploration of fear of the dark. Horror enthusiasts will bemoan this tepid, overly safe foray that expands debut director David F. Sandberg’s award-winning three-minute short into a Hollywood cakewalk. Little brother Martin (Gabriel Bateman) is the most believable character. Big sister Rebecca (Teresa Palmer) is the bad girl protagonist whose walls are plastered with posters of major-label metal acts like Avenged Sevenfold and Ghost— but she doesn’t listen to any metal in the entire film. That’s probably due to budget restrictions, but Sandberg should have that solved soon enough since 5 mil isn’t much to recoup for a ghost flick getting a wide release. Hopefully, he’s proven himself a capable studio lapdog and will be given a longer leash in the future. PG-13. NATHAN CARSON. Bridgeport, Cedar Hills, City Center, Clackamas, Division, Eastport, Lloyd, Oak Grove, Pioneer Place, Tigard, Vancouver.

The Lobster

B+ The Lobster is one of those dysto-

pian sci-fi movies that needs to spend the first 30 minutes laying down the ground rules of the setting. David (Colin Farrell) is single, which is outlawed, so he goes to a singles retreat. But there is one catch: If you don’t find a mate within 60 days, you will be turned into an animal. On the plus side, you get to pick your animal. David chooses the lobster. Interesting concept, though this vision of the future mostly involves Farrell, John C. Reilly, Rachel Weisz and the rest of cast speaking in a dull, passionless monotone. R. JOHN LOCANTHI. Academy, Laurelhurst.

Me Before You

D Take me back to before I witnessed the train wreck that is Me Before You. Based on Jo Jo Moyes’ bestselling novel, it’s no surprise the film’s death with dignity plot is already suffering backlash ranging from angry twitter hashtags to picketing outside film screenings. Spontaneously ditzy Lou (Emilia Clarke) is hired to care for Will Turner (Sam Claflin), a job that includes trying to convince Turner he shouldn’t end his life because of a disability he suffers from since an accident years ago. PG-13. AMY WOLFE. Vancouver.

Mike and Dave Need Wedding Dates

C Based on a true story of hard-partying brothers Mike and Dave Stangle (Adam DeVine and Zac Efron), this summer comedy is a frat fantasy in which the Stangles use Craigslist to find parent-friendly dates for their sister’s wedding. Writers Andrew Jay Cohen and Brendan O’Brien rely on the dynamic

between Efron’s straight man and DeVine’s screeching tantrums, but their lack of comedic chemistry fails to carry the simple storyline. Anna Kendrick plays the neurotic sweetheart, Alice, whose best friend (Aubrey Plaza) sees the Hawaiian wedding as a free vacation. They play their girl-next-door parts well, until marijuana smoke starts rolling out of their room. But switching the roles would’ve been funnier here, with Kendrick as the bad girl who trades oral sex for Rihanna tickets, and Plaza as a twittering mess who falls for DeVine’s soft side. R. LAUREN TERRY. Bridgeport, Eastport, Living Room Theaters, Tigard, Vancouver.

The Music of Strangers

B Within the first few moments of the film, some of the world’s best musicians are seen playing an eclectic tune in an open-air market adjacent to the sea, defying any notions one might have had about an orchestral documentary. Morgan Neville (director of 20 Feet From Stardom) returns to a musical theme while following Yo-Yo Ma’s unlikely international supergroup through the struggles of war, bigotry, isolation and cultural exchange. PG-13. CURTIS COOK. Fox Tower, Kiggins.


B+ Would you kiss a stranger on camera for $100? How about hang from a construction crane for internet fame? The new film Nerve asks what happens when you combine Periscope-like live video with a democratized game of truth or dare in which the consequences are life-threatening and the rewards are fame and fortune. When a bookish high school girl (Emma Roberts) gets swept up in the game with the help of a mysterious stud on a motorcycle (Dave Franco), it seems they’re in for a night of harmless fun. But when the dares posed by the internet mob turn dark, the pair must fight for their lives. With an EDM-tinged soundtrack, lots of desktop computer screen shares, and visuals that meet somewhere between Tron and Spring Breakers, this one was made for a younger generation. And yet, rarely do teen movies get the benefit of a stellar idea to build on. PG-13. ZACH MIDDLETON. Bridgeport, Cedar Hills, City Center, Clackamas, Division, Eastport, Fox Tower, Lloyd, Oak Grove, Tigard, Vancouver.

The Nice Guys

A- The Nice Guys exists in some

weird, hyperviolent mirror image of Los Angeles—one that looks a lot like Atlanta. It’s like Roger Rabbit’s Toontown, but populated with cartoons that bleed. The movie plays like a 1970s spiritual sequel to writer-director Shane Black’s 2005 Kiss Kiss Bang Bang, a winking landmark of self-aware grit that revitalized Robert Downey Jr.’s career. And it’s kind of perfect. The plot is inconsequential, involving a dead porn star, a bunch of gangsters, a missing student, some more gangsters and the auto industry. But all of that is just an excuse to get its perfectly cast stars lobbing insults.This movie starts at full speed and never stops. R. AP KRYZA. Academy, Laurelhurst, Valley.


Now You See Me 2

C- A hyperbolic spectacle more than anything else, Now You See Me 2 supersedes its predecessor on every level of absurdity. Jesse Eisenberg leads the Four Horsemen in his usual irritatingly haughty fashion as the gang goes on a mission to steal a computer chip that can control the world. Trying too hard to be cool with a string of tricks each more ridiculous than the next, the flashy caper proves anything but magical. PG-13. MICHELLE DEVONA. Vancouver.


C Even if it doesn’t bring to screen

a Wayne Campbell or a Blues Brother, Popstar: Never Stop Never Stopping is an SNL movie.

The Purge: Election Year

C- This third installment finally delivers the fleshed out storyline the Purge series deserves, but our violent reality offscreen makes this fiction a lot less appealing. Veteran director James DeMonaco this time broadens the story to show us the world that thought up this one day a year when you can commit any crime. The story would be more entertaining if the script exercised greater subtlety. Instead, onedimensional characters spell out health insurance reform and Trump rhetoric, combined with nightmarish imagery of murder tourists from Germany and sadistic girl gangs waving AK-47s. R. LAUREN TERRY. Valley.

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The Secret Life of Pets

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Louis C.K. voices a pampered terrier who gets sucked from his NYC home into a tough gang of pets set on punishing the people who’ve wronged them. It looks heart-rending like Pixar and candy-colored like Minions, with Kevin Hart as the cherry on top. PG. Bridgeport, Cedar Hills, City Center, Clackamas, Division, Eastport, Fox Tower, Lloyd, Milwaukie, Oak Grove, St. Johns 1 & 2, Tigard, Vancouver.


C+ In spite of the worrying combination of Blake Lively, a computergenerated shark, and director Jaume Collet-Serra (House of Wax), many critics welcomed The Shallows as a relief from the sequels and summer superhero flicks. But drone shots of an aquamarine coastline do not a good film make. PG-13. LAUREN TERRY. Vancouver.

The John Candy summer classic (debatable!) Summer Rental gets paired with rum and pineapple juice as part of the Mission’s series of boozy screenings of overlooked gems (debatable!). Mission Theater. 8:30 pm Wednesday, Aug. 3.

Star Trek Beyond

The 13th Trek movie has been heralded as a return to good, old-fashioned fun for the series. In Beyond, Chris Pine and his Enterprise crew go head to head with Idris Elba as the villain Krall. Not screened for critics. PG-13. Bridgeport, Cedar Hills, CineMagic, City Center, Clackamas, Division, Eastport, Lloyd, Oak Grove, Pioneer Place, Roseway, St. Johns 1 & 2, Tigard, Vancouver.

The John Huston-directed Humphrey Bogart-Lauren Bacall postwar noir classic Key Largo hits the Top Down, which transforms the top level of Hotel deLuxe’s parking structure into a starlit screening. Considering the whole hotel is modeled in the classic Hollywood mold, it’s a perfect fit. And kind of a perfect film. Hotel deLuxe. Dusk Thursday, Aug. 4. As a follow-up to Better Off Dead, Savage Steve Holland reteamed with John Cusack for One Crazy Summer, the tale of a teen artist and a singer who seek to save her family’s property from greedy property developers. The film was recently remade as Portland, Ore. Mission Theater. Opens Friday, Aug. 5.


A His name is Anthony Weiner, and

he’s been busted for dick pics (again). “And for that, I am profoundly sorry,” he says over and over, trying to affect the perfect tone of sincerity. The unprecedented level of access to its subject makes Weiner a necessary and unflinching look at how the sausage of modern politics gets made. R. ZACH MIDDLETON. Laurelhurst.

X-Men: Apocalypse

B+ The latest in the X-franchise proves

that the Marvel Cinematic Universe is not the only home for A-grade superhero fare. With Apocalypse, writer Bryan Singer has finally steered the ship back on course, crafting one of the greatest comics pictures to date. The film opens in ancient Egypt, introducing the titular villain as the first mutant. Oscar Isaac portrays the blue-skinned Apocalypse then, aping Marlon Brando in Apocalypse Now. Jennifer Lawrence and Michael Fassbender return as Mystique and Magneto, respectively, and Hugh Jackman makes a brief but satisfying cameo as the pre-Wolverine Mutant X. Factions on the internet will inevitably find reasons to hate this movie. The Egyptians will be too pale for some. The question is: Do you want to have fun and enjoy a comic book turned into a quarter-billion-dollar feature film or would you rather stay home reading Proust? PG-13. NATHAN CARSON. Academy, Avalon, Empirical, Kennedy School, Valley.


EDITOR’S NOTE: With AP Kryza transitioning his vacation to figure out why the hell his home-state metropolis of Detroit still doesn’t have a Robocop statue—and vowing to track down Ronny Cox and make him pay—AP Film Studies continues its summer break. Your homework is below.

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From the music parody trio the Lonely Island (Andy Samberg, Jorma Taccone, Akiva Schaffer), the mockumented rise and fall of fame-mongering musician Conner4Real is a sketch’s sensibility spread thinly, or simply repeated, across a film’s length. R. CHANCE SOLEM-PFEIFER. Laurelhurst.


C+ There are stylish horror films, and

The final film of late French New Wave master Jacques Rivette—who died earlier this year— 2009’s Around a Small Mountain centers on a man infatuated with a woman traveling with her family’s circus. 5th Avenue Cinema. 7 and 9:30 pm Friday-Saturday, 3 pm Sunday, Aug. 5-7. COURTESY OF FILMDISTRICT

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Nicolas Winding Refn’s existential antiactioner Drive remains the polarizing director’s best work, a bloody, patient exercise in cool that might just be the director’s masterpiece. Cartopia. 9 pm Sunday, Aug. 7. The Princess Bride once again returns to Portland theaters, posing the question why it ever leaves to begin with. Academy Theater. Aug. 5-11. The Hollywood’s outdoor-screening series pedals over to Stub Stewart State Park for a screening of Pee-wee’s Big Adventure, an event that includes a bike ride but no basements. L.L. Stub Stewart State Park. Bike ride begins at 6 pm, screening at dusk Saturday, Aug. 6. Joan Crawford won her only Academy Award for her breakout role in 1945’s noirish melodrama Mildred Pierce, part of a rash of Hollywood films in which strong, independent female characters were simultaneously celebrated and punished for their headstrong ways. NW Film Center’s Whitsell Auditorium. 7 pm Sunday, Aug. 7. Dan Halsted of the Hollywood Theatre has labeled The Eight Diagram Pole Fighter (more commonly known as Invincible Pole Fighter) as perhaps the greatest kung fu movie of all time. You shouldn’t need more endorsement than that, but if you do, trust us when we say he’s absolutely correct. Hollywood Theatre. 7:30 pm Tuesday, Aug. 9. See more at Willamette Week AUGUST 3, 2016




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As a freelance writer, I know what it means to live the cheap life. While it definitely has its own set of unique pleasures—eating copious amounts of Taco Bell and listening to crackheads on the bus—being broke is rough overall. Luckily, there are plenty of dispensary deals floating around the city, so I decided to round up several opportunities to make your day a little brighter. Here are my picks for the best dispensaries on a dime. These are deals on flower. Since recreational oils and concentrates are newer to the game, they’re more likely to fluctuate in price.

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2637 NE Martin Luther King Jr. Blvd., 503-444-7538, Bloom knows how to have a good time. The dispensary is fond of throwing special events that are not only awesome (free barbecue!) but come with some crazy deals on flower, too. Bloom has a rotating $20 “out the door” special (including tax) on eighths. The strain changes frequently, so be sure to stop by when you can.

Fresh Buds PDX

110 SE Main St., 503-477-4261. You’ll want to sign up for this shop’s mailing list ASAP, because the deals are flat-out insane. In June, I purchased an eighth of Shiskaberry (at a nice 22.26 percent THC) for a mere $15. Grams were available for $5. These beautiful, leafy miracles are well-advertised in Fresh Buds’ newsletter and occur on a semi-regular basis. Hell, the shop has even offered $14 eighths and $4 grams of Sugar Pine.

Blue Sky

729 SE Powell Blvd., 971-319-6298. If you leave a review of Blue Sky on Weedmaps, you can snag a gram of any strain for a penny. You also get 5 percent of your total purchases back at the end of the month, which you can redeem like cash to get extra discounts.

Attis Trading Company

2606 SE Gladstone St., 971-544-7685, Not all cannabis is created equal, and sometimes budget weed has a noticeable dip in quality. Well, Attis’ impressive lineup offers a variety of strains on the cheap without having to skimp. Impressive offers include $6 grams and $20 eighths of 50

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Bubblegum (23.16 percent THC), $25 eighths of Platinum Girl Scout Cookies, and other favorites like Dutch Treat and Jillybean for $30 an eighth.


Terpene Station

1436 SE Powell Blvd., 503-477-8380, Home to one of my favorite strains, Blue Shark, Terpene Station also features a rotating eighth special for $25. There are usually a couple of strains to try—three as of July 6—and the flower here looks much fresher than the bargain-bin stuff at other places.


916 SE Hawthorne Blvd., 503-206-4357, Often hailed as one of the best dispensaries in the city for its focus on patient care, Farma has a little something for everyone, including a weekly strain of pre-packaged eighths for $25. I nabbed Face Off OG at 17 percent THC, but there are plenty of other great contenders from the regular menu like $8 grams and $27 eighths of Vintage Pakistani. At 24.4 percent THC, it’s one of the most potent strains you can get for your money.

Canna and the City

3607 SW Corbett Ave., 503-719-7216, At $35 for an eighth, the deals here are a bit pricier than at other places in town. However, you get what you pay for, and the “bargain bin” strains are by far the best I’ve had in terms of quality. I’ve purchased everything from Chemdawg to Death Star, and the strains are always super-fresh, thanks to management’s enthusiasm for rotating flower.



When Portland’s Chickens Were Large and Fierce

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When I was a boy, great numbers of wild chickens roamed the streets and fields of North Portland, strutting and shitting all over the place like the Canada geese that infest our waterfront today. Perhaps you remember them, my fellow true Portlanders. They were a variant of the Jersey Giant chicken, with some unusual behavioral adaptations. Historians I’ve talked to believe they originated at a Sauvie Island farm that was abandoned circa 1880. The hens formed small, competitive broods of two to four birds. Cockerels that left the nest wandered until they found a clique of other cocks to join. Members of these cliques wandered together, foraged, nurtured each other, crowed proudly at all hours and sometimes terrorized stray felines that lived in the neighborhood. I’ve spoken with chicken scientists who describe this behavior as unusual, but not altogether unheard of. Every night, a clique of cocks would return to the home tree where they roosted, which was never far from “their” brood of hens. Throughout my 20s, I invited dates to North Portland to picnic at sunset in an empty lot on Ainsworth or Dekum, and we would wait for the cocks to come marching single file when they were ready to turn in for the night. One by one, they would approach their tree and leap onto the highest branch, and then the next lowest, until all the branches were occupied by one or more plump roosters. If the girl had an adventurous spirit, and many did, I would suggest we scour nearby bushes for hens. If we found some, we would try to steal their delicious eggs to fry in the morning. I know of few activities more romantic. You can still find the wild Jersey Giant chickens of North Portland, but they’re increasingly rare. The city has a line item in its yearly budget for training and hiring people to capture and euthanize these beautiful birds. The decline in their population closely mirrors the increase in property values in neighborhoods like Kenton and Overlook, where young families have moved. Neighborhood groups were formed, and city government was pressured to take action to control the populations of wild chickens. While I understand the mindset of concerned parents who harbor visions of sharp-beaked cocks going berserk and flying talon-first into little baby’s pram, chicken scientists have pooh-poohed the notion that this could ever happen. These birds are exceptionally docile to humans, unless you try to steal their eggs. It is an overabundance of municipally sanctioned worry that is causing these wild chickens, once a treasure of North Portland, to disappear forever. Dr. Mitchell R. Millar is president of the Olde Portland Preservation Society, which holds among its collection the hand-written recipe for the Original Pancake House’s Dutch baby, which specifically called for eggs from North Portland’s Jersey Giant chickens. Willamette Week AUGUST 3, 2016


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ARIES (March 21-April 19) I apologize in advance for the seemingly excessive abundance of good news I’m about to report. If you find it hard to believe, I won’t hold your skepticism against you. But I do want you to know that every prediction is warranted by the astrological omens. Ready for the onslaught? 1. In the coming weeks, you could fall forever out of love with a wasteful obsession. 2. You might also start falling in love with a healthy obsession. 3. You can half-accidentally snag a blessing you have been half-afraid to want. 4. You could recall a catalytic truth whose absence has been causing you a problem ever since you forgot it. 5. You could reclaim the mojo that you squandered when you pushed yourself too hard a few months ago. TAURUS (April 20-May 20) August is Adopt-a-Taurus month. It’s for all of your tribe, not just the orphans and exiles and disowned rebels. Even if you have exemplary parents, the current astrological omens suggest that you require additional support and guidance from wise elders. So I urge you to be audacious in rounding up trustworthy guardians and benefactors. Go in search of mentors and fairy godmothers. Ask for advice from heroes who are further along the path that you’d like to follow. You are ready to receive teachings and direction you weren’t receptive to before. GEMINI (May 21-June 20) When a parasite or other irritant slips inside an oyster’s shell, the mollusk’s immune system besieges the intruder with successive layers of calcium carbonate. Eventually, a pearl may form. I suspect that this is a useful metaphor for you to contemplate in the coming days as you deal with the salt in your wound or the splinter in your skin. Before you jump to any conclusions, though, let me clarify. This is not a case of the platitude, “Whatever doesn’t kill you will make you stronger.” Keep in mind that the pearl is a symbol of beauty and value, not strength. CANCER (June 21-July 22) It’s your lucky day! Spiritual counsel comparable to what you’re reading here usually sells for $99.95. But because you’re showing signs that you’re primed to outwit bad habits, I’m offering it at no cost. I want to encourage you! Below are my ideas for what you should focus on. (But keep in mind that I don’t expect you to achieve absolute perfection.) 1. Wean yourself from indulging in self-pity and romanticized pessimism. 2. Withdraw from connections with people who harbor negative images of you. 3. Transcend low expectations wherever you see them in play. 4. Don’t give your precious life energy to demoralizing ideas and sour opinions. LEO (July 23-Aug. 22) You’re not doing a baby chick a favor by helping it hatch. For the sake of its well-being, the bird needs to peck its way out of the egg. It’s got to exert all of its vigor and willpower in starting its new life. That’s a good metaphor for you to meditate on. As you escape from your comfortable womb-jail and launch yourself toward inspiration, it’s best to rely as much as possible on your own instincts. Friendly people who would like to provide assistance may inadvertently cloud your access to your primal wisdom. Trust yourself deeply and wildly. VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22) I hear you’re growing weary of wrestling with ghosts. Is that true? I hope so. The moment you give up the fruitless struggle, you’ll become eligible for a unique kind of freedom that you have not previously imagined. Here’s another rumor I’ve caught wind of: You’re getting bored with an old source of sadness that you’ve used to motivate yourself for a long time. I hope that’s true, too. As soon as you shed your allegiance to the sadness, you will awaken to a sparkling font of comfort you’ve been blind to. Here’s one more story I’ve picked up through the grapevine: You’re close to realizing that your attention to a mediocre treasure has diverted you from a more pleasurable treasure. Hallelujah!

LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22) Could it be true that the way out is the same as the way in? And that the so-called “wrong” answer is almost indistinguishable from the right answer? And that success, at least the kind of success that really matters, can only happen if you adopt an upside-down, inside-out perspective? In my opinion, the righteous answer to all these questions is “YESSS???!!!” -- at least for now. I suspect that the most helpful approach will never be as simple or as hard as you might be inclined to believe. SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21) Your strength seems to make some people uncomfortable. I don’t want that to become a problem for you. Maybe you could get away with toning down your potency at other times, but not now. It would be sinful to act as if you’re not as competent and committed to excellence as you are. But having said that, I also urge you to monitor your behavior for excess pride. Some of the resistance you face when you express your true glory may be due to the shadows cast by your true glory. You could be tempted to believe that your honorable intentions excuse secretive manipulations. So please work on wielding your clout with maximum compassion and responsibility. SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21) Did you honestly imagine that there would eventually come a future when you’d have your loved ones fully “trained”? Did you fantasize that sooner or later you could get them under control, purged of their imperfections and telepathically responsive to your every mood? If so, now is a good time to face the fact that those longings will never be fulfilled. You finally have the equanimity to accept your loved ones exactly as they are. Uncoincidentally, this adjustment will make you smarter about how to stir up soulful joy in your intimate relationships.

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CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19) You may experience a divine visitation as you clean a toilet in the coming weeks. You might get a glimpse of a solution to a nagging problem while you’re petting a donkey or paying your bills or waiting in a long line at the bank. Catch my drift, Capricorn? I may or may not be speaking metaphorically here. You could meditate up a perfect storm as you devour a doughnut. While flying high over the earth in a dream, you might spy a treasure hidden in a pile of trash down below. If I were going to give your immediate future a mythic title, it might be “Finding the Sacred in the Midst of the Profane.” AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18) I’ve worked hard for many years to dismantle my prejudices. To my credit, I have even managed to cultivate compassion for people I previously demonized, like evangelical Christians, drunken jocks, arrogant gurus, and career politicians. But I must confess that there’s still one group toward which I’m bigoted: super-rich bankers. I wish I could extend to them at least a modicum of amiable impartiality. How about you, Aquarius? Do you harbor any hidebound biases that shrink your ability to see life as it truly is? Have you so thoroughly rationalized certain narrow-minded perspectives and judgmental preconceptions that your mind is permanently closed? If so, now is a favorable time to dissolve the barriers and stretch your imagination way beyond its previous limits. PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20) Are you lingering at the crux of the crossroads, restless to move on but unsure of which direction will lead you to your sweet destiny? Are there too many theories swimming around in your brain, clogging up your intuition? Have you absorbed the opinions of so many “experts” that you’ve lost contact with your own core values? It’s time to change all that. You’re ready to quietly explode in a calm burst of practical lucidity. First steps: Tune out all the noise. Shed all the rationalizations. Purge all the worries. Ask yourself, “What is the path with heart?”

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