IN THE COOKY JAR: DJ COOKY PARKER
(The Woods, 6637 SE Milwaukie) If you love shaking your tail feather to the sweet sounds of rare soul 45s, don't miss the super popular In the Cooky Jar dance party at the Woods, now in a new Friday night slot. DJ Cooky Parker's deep, deep crates of soul will get your backside bobbin' with hot tracks featuring Motown, Northern, funk, popcorn soul, and more! Let's sweat! WM. STEVEN HUMPHREY
VIVA VOCE, DAMIEN JURADO, BROTHERS YOUNG
(Doug Fir, 830 E Burnside) There's a new Viva Voce record on the way! The married duo of Anita and Kevin Robinson have been hard at work this winter in their home studio, reverting to their original two-person lineup for The Future Will Destroy You (out June 21). Even better is the news that Kevin has finally returned to his seat behind the drum kit, after having done holy damage to both rotator cuffs during Viva Voce tours past. It's the first time he's played drums onstage in four years, plus there's a bounty of new VV songs—not to mention the added incentive of Seattle troubadour Damien Jurado, who's performing his only Portland date until Pickathon, and who's prepping his 10th record in Cottage Grove, Oregon, with producer Richard Swift. NED LANNAMANN
HELLO MORNING, STEVE TAYLOR, GRAHAM PATZNER, THE DIMES
(Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi) In Hello Morning's best moments—and there are plenty of them dispersed throughout the just-released A Fiction—the Portland outfit sounds quite a bit like Travis during those Glaswegian lads' glorious The Man Who era. Charmed, confident, and—on occasion—bombastic, Hello Morning are masterly in the craft of authoring precise pop songs with the masses in their crosshairs. There is a rigid poise to songs like the shuffling "Letters" or the dynamic opening number "The Fear," that soon gives way to warm, hook-heavy rock songs. Coldplay (and Travis) fans anxiously awaiting new material should seek out a copy of A Fiction posthaste. EZRA ACE CARAEFF
DANAVA, CHRISTIAN MISTRESS, LECHEROUS GAZE
(East End, 203 SE Grand) Christian Mistress is well versed in the preachings of Judas Priest and Iron Maiden, and the Olympia band delivers a sermon of traditional metal steeped in dark tales of death and mythological underworlds that swallow you whole. If their six-track debut Agony and Opium isn't filed alongside your collection of primitive metal and thrash records, it ought to be. Agony and Opium is made from a tried-and-true formula that dilutes some of metal's glorified machismo with the forceful, clairvoyant, and punky siren call of its female vocalist, Christine Davis. The band rips through extended solos, strewn over thrashing punk anthems to pump a fist to. They'll be in good company alongside the thunderous space heavies in Danava. TRAVIS RITTER
SECT, THE PERFECT CYN, DJ SAPPHO, PIPEDREAM
(Rotture, 315 SE 3rd) SECT is an acronym based on the names of four respected Boston-based producers: Sergio Santos, Eli Goldstein, Charles Levine, and Tanner Ross. Goldstein and Levine are also the minds behind Soul Clap, the slowed-down slinky house outfit that commanded 2010's dance music circuit with endless high-profile bookings rooted in an unwavering trust that the two will deliver an epic party every single time. Ross is aligned with the San Francisco quirky house music empire Dirtybird/Mothership Records, most notably as one half of sinister techno duo Voodeux. Together as SECT, the group recently put out a promising first release on Culprit Records, in which chunky midtempo basslines prop up layers of deep melody. The sound is obviously made for party time, but the subtle manipulation of Mulatu Astatke's classic Ethiopian jazz horn section in "Man of Wisdom" also harbors a certain classiness and musicality that demonstrates SECT's credibility as serious artists. AVA HEGEDUS
A complete listing of this week's shows can be viewed here.
(Peter's Room at the Roseland, 8 NW 6th) If Kisses' debut album, The Heart of the Nightlife, sounds like a travelogue of far-off, exotic locations, that's no accident. Jesse Kivel, one-half of the Los Angeles duo (and also a member of the button-down pop band Princeton with twin brother Matt) earned his living as a travel writer, going to resorts and hotels in unknown locations, and letting his travels bleed over into the music. With Jesse Kivel joined by keyboardist Zinzi Edmundson, Kisses makes a photo-flared version of Italo disco, juxtaposing the chilly sheen of late-'70s/early-'80s dance music with unraveled-sweater indie-pop melancholy. It's a winning combination, uncovering a very human and compelling sound beneath the sine-wave synths and stock drum-machine beats. NL
REAL TALK: ILL CAMINO, TRANS FAT
(Branx, 320 SE 2nd) Real Talk is a new hiphop dance party that usually resides upstairs at Rotture, but tonight they'll be flexing their skills in the roomier Branx digs. Wonder why? Perhaps there is a super (sorta) secret band that will be taking the stage tonight. A band with a history of name changes. A band that refuses to bill itself with some predictable anagram (like, say, Creak Turfs) that anyone can solve. I guess you'll just have to muscle your way to the front of Branx to get a glimpse of who this just might be. Or just wait until everyone ruins the surprise on Twitter. Your call. EAC
OROKU, EALDATH, MURDERESS
(The Know, 2026 NE Alberta) A great way to let laymen know that metal is a legitimate form of musical expression is by incorporating an instrument that, to them, doesn't necessarily belong. Something classical is always best. Seattle's Oroku and local act Ealdath have both chosen the brooding sound of a cello to let close-minded fools know they mean business. The somber groans of the instrument give Oroku's already depressive D-beat an even more desolate touch. Ealdath's medieval down-tempo doom does well with the cello's dark tones (today's letter is "D," apparently). Or, if you don't know any classically trained musicians, you can just stomp the throats of everyone in the room like Murderess does so well. Churning out metallic D-beat (again!) with snarling vocals, soaring guitar harmonies, and punishing drums, Murderess is the band that has it all. Except for an oboe. ARIS WALES
p>HOT MESS: BRENMAR, DOC ADAM, LINCOLNUP
(Tube, 18 NW 3rd) No matter what moniker you apply to your dance night, chances are it won't live up to Hot Mess. The long-running first Friday party at Tube is indeed both hot and messy—in the best possible way—as their "triple platinum certified bananas dance party" slogan is very well earned. Tonight put on your party hats and celebrate four years of packing the Tube by importing Brooklyn-via-Chicago DJ Brenmar to spin his addictive blend of R&B, hiphop, and house. Did I mention Hot Mess is always free? Well, it is. EAC
(Red and Black Cafe, 400 SE 12th) Sorry, Bouncing Souls fans, but you probably won't hear "These Are the Quotes From Our Favorite 80's Movies" tonight. But that doesn't mean you should miss this chance to see Souls frontman Greg Attonito in this intimate Portland stopover alongside children's author (and wife) Shanti Wintergate. There will be acoustic music—presumably from Attonito—and collaborative artwork on display as well. It's a far cry from your typical Bouncing Souls concert—if you attempt a circle pit, you will ruin everything for everyone—but this change of pace seems to suit Attonito well, and it just might do the same for you. EAC
A complete listing of this week's shows can be viewed here.
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