Surfer Blood at Velo Cult, 1969 NE 42nd, tonight at 9 pm, FREE, all ages
In our continuing effort to find things that happened this weekend that were WAAAAY more entertaining than the Emmys (frankly, it's not at all difficult), check out this absolutely brilliant, hilarious, and mind-blowing temper tantrum thrown by Billie Joe Armstrong of Green Day after learning his set at the iHeartRadio Music Festival in Vegas was cut short to allow more time for Usher. I LOVE THIS SO MUCH, because I too have been around since "nineteen eighty-fuckin'-eight, motherfuckerrrrrrrs!"
Oh, and btw, guess who went to rehab immediately following this outburst? TOTES WORTH IT.
You have been informed.
More about these "B Show" secret shows here.
Consider yourself informed.
The drummer for Journey has been sentenced to 80 hours of community service and anger-management classes in connection with an assault last month.Bummer.
Deen Castronovo was arrested in Salem on Jan. 20 and charged with several crimes, including fourth-degree assault, resisting arrest, interfering with a police report and coercion.
The Statesman Journal reports that the assault involved a woman, who told police that Castronovo had accused her of cheating.
While it may be in questionable taste to shift gears like this, it seems like an opportunity to post, yet again, the video for Journey's "Separate Ways (Worlds Apart)," which is the GREATEST VIDEO EVER and is guaranteed to cheer you up. Guaranteed. (Note: Castronovo is not in this video, which was shot well before he joined Journey.)
Why don't these guys ever make an effort to surprise us?
More information and confirmation in the next couple days—including the possibility of a closing celebration, if things do indeed go the way they seem to be headed.
A personal note here: The Woods is my favorite venue in town, for a variety of reasons: The booking, which ranges from music to readings to comedy to dance nights, is exceptional. Every show I've seen there feels like something extraordinary, perhaps due to the space's intimacy, which is the antithesis of your typical rock club. The building itself is slathered in ambiance, both from its former incarnation as a funeral home—it can be downright spooky in there—but also from the incredible design and decor that the owners brought within the space. I'll be incredibly unhappy to see this place go.
A new track was just discovered and unearthed; it's over at the Washington Post. The song's called "Misery Let Me Down" (Jesus, Elliott) and it's from a 1997 session at the University of Maryland's college radio station, WMUC. He recorded it before the official session actually began, and it's been unheard ever since.
The second bit of news is from the OC Weekly, and while it's not much more than hearsay at this point, it's a new report that indicates the LA coroner says Smith had fresh wounds on his hands and arm at the time of his death. This could mean two things: that he mishandled the knife before allegedly self-administering the wound that ended his life, or that they're defensive wounds—perhaps inflicted by someone else. Another piece of the puzzle to the weirdness of Smith's tragic death.
Dear End Hits friends and colleagues,
It is with heavy heart to announce that our dear friend, longtime employee, and music editor Ezra Ace Caraeff is leaving the Mercury nest. As you may have heard, he's starting up a bar in North Portland called Old Gold, and while he would've loved to have kept working here… c'mon! Everybody knows THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE. (Though we're sure you'll still be seeing some of his stellar writing popping up in the paper and on the blog from time to time.) All that being said, while we'll desperately miss Ezra's commitment to the Mercury (11 Years!! Omigod, my goiter is younger than that!), as well as his immense talent and sense of humor, we wish him nothing but the best in this new chapter of his life. (We also wish for free drinks... which will be a good barometer for how much he really loves us).
BON VOYAGE, EZRA! We love ya, ya big hairy galoot! (Oh, and bye to Olive too, I guess. My garbage can will miss you.)
P.S. And while we're on the topic, let's also utter a hearty congratulations to our own Ned Lannamann who will be taking over as the mighty Mercury music editor immediately following Ezra's departure. Ned is a fucking fireball of talent, and will continue to make our music section and music blog the envy of every sentient being in the universe. Congrats, Ned!
AND NOW? I WEEP.
Hey, patriots; welcome back to the week. You should put your day on hold for just a few minutes and watch this gorgeous video of Laura Gibson performing at The Rock Shop in Brooklyn last week.
Now, allow me to share just a bit of gossip that's been circulating in regards to a new album from Ms. Gibson (!). Surely, you are busy burping up yesterday's High Life and refuting the very existence of the hot dog, so I will be brief. You will find confirmed information, organized in tidy bullet points, just after the jump;
Every year we like to place a little action on what Portland act the Willamette Week will anoint "Best New Band" for their annual cover story. Of course, BNB is a little absurd—after playing together for five years, I'm sure "new" band Red Fang appreciated their tenth place finish last year—but any excuse to gamble is fine by us.
This year we're feeling pretty confident—it's a five-star lock—on what band will win the coveted honor and skyrocket to greatness, or just become as popular as past winners Copy or the Shaky Hands. Our guess (and possible spoiler) after the jump.
Last week, Billy Corgan attempted to remind people that he still fronts a band he calls The Smashing Pumpkins by revealing on Twitter that his new bassist, Nicole Fiorentino, was one of the two girls featured on the cover of the band's 1993 release Siamese Dream. The news got around over the weekend and raised a fair share of surprised glances. But, was it too good to be true?
Today, credible site TMZ (right?) are trying to tell us Fiorentino's not the girl after all. Gasp!
One of the girls on an iconic Smashing Pumpkins album cover is calling BS on Billy Corgan for claiming the band's new bassist was the OTHER girl on the cover.
The "Z" is reporting that Ali Laenger, the cover's other girl, has come forward to dispute Corgan's announcement, saying the photo was taken specifically for the album, making Fiorentino nearly 14 at the time of the shoot, and seemingly too old.
So, is this just a publicity stunt on Corgan's part to get people talking about the band in any context? Or did Fiorentino really tell Corgan she was the girl, either displaying an unfortunate amount of delusions or ultimately trolling her new bandmate? Or is it possible that TMZ's rigorous and dedicated fact-checking department have missed this one, and it's genuine?
Surely, this story has a few more unnecessary twists left to go. Hopefully, it'll wrap up sooner than Corgan's current, most head scratching project yet, Teargarden by Kaleidyscope, a 44-song "concept album" being released a song at time over the course of several years. Actually, that's baffling enough as it is. So, to ease the pounding in my head, here's a video of SP back in Siamese Dream era, playing one of my favorites, "Mayonaise."
We have a feeling this is going to be amazing.
From the Grilled Cheese Grill's Facebook page:
So who wants to come to the Double Decker on Wednesday during the day for a really cool video shoot that I'm not allowed to mention the specifics of due to a signed non-disclosure agreement? Come be a customer and make sure we look busy!!! (It being February in Portland and all....)
A non-disclosure agreement makes it sound fancy, but it damn well better not be a video shoot for the String Cheese Incident. I think it's a health code violation for their fans to get that close to food. If you have a guess on who is playing the bus, leave it in the comments section.
Ditto's four-track EP is now available both digitally and as a 12" on UK label Deconstruction.
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