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Sunday, December 1, 2013

Tonight in Music: Fred and Toody, Black Joe Lewis, There Is No Mountain & More

Posted by Ned Lannamann on Sun, Dec 1, 2013 at 10:49 AM

(LaurelThirst Public House, 2958 NE Glisan) Any serious fan of Portland music has probably seen Dead Moon at least once, but much rarer is the opportunity to see Fred and Toody Cole play unplugged, which is exactly what's on the menu tonight. And for free, no less! MARJORIE SKINNER

(Wonder Ballroom, 128 NE Russell) Black Joe Lewis' larynx must be hewn from the same material used to make an airplane's black box, because how else could he possibly howl like he does? I guess we won't know until he crashes, which is not likely to occur anytime soon. In fact, he only seems to be gaining speed with his and the Honeybears' latest album, Electric Slave. If 2011's Scandalous swayed to its own soul-induced funk, Electric Slave leans hard into full-out rock 'n' roll. Driving, fuzzed-out guitars, frantic low-ends, and a positively wailing saxophone lift Lewis' voice on their storm surge—and sometimes, when he reaches a song's crest and can see everything clearly, all he can yell is "Fuck this shit!" (as heard in "The Hipster"). A relatable sentiment, indeed. RAQUEL NASSER

(Al's Den, 303 SW 12th) After a few years co-piloting the Portland-based, banjo-powered roots-pop band the Ascetic Junkies, married couple Matt Harmon and Kali Giaritta pared down to a duo in 2012, started DIY touring like crazy, and changed their name to There Is No Mountain. Somewhere in there, they also found time to record the band's self-titled debut, a seamless amalgam of psychedelic folk, effervescent indie pop, global (particularly African) sounds, and harmonies bound 'til death do they part. With much of their 2013 spent on stages and surfing couches across the country, Harmon and Giaritta are sticking close to home for a bit—at least long enough to play a weeklong residency at Al's Den. BEN SALMON

(Crystal Ballroom, 1332 W Burnside) Despite the superfluous "u," the Neighbourhood aren't a cheeky British rock band, but rather a cute, cuddly, and nondescript group of American white guys. Their music is nondescript as well... unless, maybe, you're a 13-year-old kid from the suburbs. I crawled out of my hole long enough to check out the LA band's hit "Sweater Weather," before retreating and fighting the urge to stock up on guns and canned peaches. Perhaps there's more to their debut, I Love You, than that Maroon 5-meets-Linkin Bizkit-y single. But I doubt it. Even if you are a 13-year-old kid from the suburbs, you don't have to resort to this. MARK LORE


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