ERIC D. JOHNSON, RUN ON SENTENCE, MBILLY
(Doug Fir Patio, 830 E Burnside) Hot on the heels of Fruit Bats' multiple excellent performances at Pickathon, main Bat-man Eric D. Johnson takes to the Doug Fir patio for a stripped-down solo show, including tunes from the great new Fruit Bats record, Tripper. Considering the Bats are masters of everything from gently washed psychedelic folk to fucked-up disco, a performance from Johnson promises to be more than just your average dude plucking an acoustic guitar. NED LANNAMANN
PINE HILL HAINTS, POWER OF COUNTY, MIGHTY GHOSTS
GROUPER, GOLDEN RETRIEVER, ILYAS AHMED, EN, STEVE GUNN, DJ SCOTT SIMMONS
(Valentine's, 232 SW Ankeny) San Francisco label Root Strata hosts a Portland showcase with a clutch of musicians, local and otherwise, who've released records on the label. The experimental imprint tends toward expansively atmospheric music, made up of sustained drones and soothing pads, with animal rustles and metallic scrapes thrown in for good measure. Portland duo Golden Retriever are releasing their first full-length on Root Strata later this year, and their buzzing alchemy comes from Matt Carlson' analog synth and Jonathan Sielaff's bass clarinet, whose tone is often so altered or distorted as to be unrecognizable. And Liz Harris—AKA Grouper—has released both a book and a split 7-inch on Root Strata; her vocal and instrumental work packs panoramic landscapes into tiny interior spaces. Meanwhile, San Francisco duo En will set their gently pulsating tones to films by Paul Clipson. NL
VANS WARPED TOUR: ATTACK ATTACK, AGAINST ME!, GYM CLASS HEROES, SUM 41, ESS THAN JAKE, LUCERO, BLOOD ON THE DANCE FLOOR & MORE
(Washington County Fair Complex, 873 NE 34th, Hillsboro) Recently Rolling Stone held a readers' poll to crown history's best punk band. A pointless award to begin with, but the results were even more ridiculous. Included in the top 10 were the Clash, the Ramones, the Sex Pistols, and Dead Kennedys. That's fine. But who was the winner? Black Flag? The Misfits? Wire? No. No, friends, the winner was motherfucking Green Day. And that is exactly why the Warped Tour will never die: Because there are people in this world (the majority of people, even) who think that commercial pop punk written for 15-year-old boys is one of the best things to ever happen in the history of music. MEGAN SELING
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