(Edgefield, 2126 SW Halsey, Troutdale) By the numbers, it's been 78 years, 74 albums, seven children, and four arrests for drug possession: Yes, it's the one-and-only Willie Nelson. See him sing and strum the night away. SARAH MIRK
ICEAGE, DEATHCHARGE, CULT OF YOUTH, THE PRIDS, ARCTIC FLOWERS, ATROCITY EXHIBITION, DJ AHEX
(East End, 203 SE Grand) At first it seemed as if Iceage was to punk as Liturgy was to black metal. Critically swooned over and unafraid to color outside the lines of the genre, Iceage furrowed many a brow with their unapologetically unique and disjointed take on amplified punk rock. What Iceage do so well on their debut New Brigade is follow in the impressive wake of Fucked Up, a band that treats punk rock not as a definitive genre etched in stone, but as a work in progress that requires change in order to adapt and evolve. The fact that New Brigade was created not by a bunch of savvy music industry veterans but by a handful of Copenhagen teenagers is even more impressive. They are still on their ascent, but if their unbridled momentum continues, Iceage could very well be the face of modern punk for a long time to come. EZRA ACE CARAEFF
SNAP!: DR. ADAM, COLIN JONES, COSMO BAKER
(Holocene, 1001 SE Morrison) SNAP! began in 2007 as collaboration between a pair of DJs at the Portland Radio Authority, the former pirate radio station that has since found a home online. Local party promoter Coco Madrid and Chip Brokaw—who emcees and DJs under the name Colin Jones—envisioned a monthly '90s-themed dance party that paid respect to the golden era of hiphop while also allowing for forays into synergetic sounds. It's quite fitting, then, that in addition to current resident DJ Doc Adam, they've managed to book Cosmo Baker for their fourth anniversary celebration. A native of Philly, Baker was an East Coast legend throughout the '90s, influencing contemporaries such as Diplo, ?uestlove, and Rich Medina. Baker tours the globe with his party-rocking abilities, so come witness a master at work, support a local institution, and—most importantly—bust a move. RYAN FEIGH
TU FAWNING, RADIATION CITY, WILD ONES
(Doug Fir, 830 E Burnside) While you were sleeping, Tu Fawning was conquering Europe. The texturally precise local outfit is huge in the old country, touring there multiple times a year and playing everything from squats to those mega festivals (Roskilde) that they do so much better than us Yanks. While Hearts on Hold still has plenty of legs, the band is prepping a new album and they'll be recording some vocals from tonight's show for future use. (No, that doesn't mean you should talk really loud during their set with the hope that your drunken ramblings will be captured for all eternity on the next Tu Fawning record.) Joining them are the fresh-faced tweesters in Wild Ones and the beautiful arrangements of Radiation City. EZRA ACE CARAEFF
RACHEL TAYLOR BROWN, BROTHERS YOUNG, MICHAEL THE BLIND
(Mississippi Studios, 3939 N Mississippi) If you came for sweetness, keep your receipt. Despite the cuddly title that adorns its cover, World So Sweet isn't exactly an album composed of bubbly odes to all things sugary in this world. Then again, when it comes to the prolific Rachel Taylor Brown, we shouldn't be turning to our speakers and expecting happiness to come gushing out. On her fifth long-player, the local singer/songwriter throws caution to the wind and creates grand pop arrangements assisted by a loyal troupe of Portland musicians (Menomena's Danny Seim, Leigh Marble, and plenty more) that are neatly capped by her (mostly) dour pen. A few musicians on loan is commonplace, but what is unique to World So Sweet is opening track "Intro (Sweetness on Earth)," which quickly develops from rattling ambient clutter to a bombastic rumble of 50 (yes, 50) pianos and a heavenly chorus of voices. With moments like that, who needs happiness? EAC
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