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Dancing in the Moon Shine

Poor Man’s Whiskey Dark Side of the Moonshine
We love Poor Man’s Whiskey here in Bend so much, in fact, that we built an entire music festival around them in 4 Peaks…sort of. During all of these appearances in Bend, there has always been chatter surrounding the band that goes something like this: “These guys can play a complete bluegrass version of Dark Side of the Moon.” But the problem has always been that PMW – although playing ass-kicking shows, has never given us a taste of this project.
Well, time to taste the whiskey. PMW has finally released Dark Side of the Moonshine, the miraculously ambitious and nearly frighteningly dead-on acoustic (or at least mostly acoustic) recreation of the Pink Floyd classic as well as a second disc of 10 original cuts. The Darkside portion of the record plays almost precisely like the original, including the eerie laughs and dog barks included on “Speak to Me/Breathe” and the choral backing vocals on “Brain Damage.” But they take plenty of liberties along the way, including changing the title of “Money” to “Whiskey” and replacing each lyrical mention therein, as well as singing, “I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon…shine” on “Brian Damage.” We heard some recordings of Dark Side when PMW played it live in San Francisco a while back and knew these guys could pull off the seemingly impossible feat of melting together bluegrass music with the world’s most well-known piece of psychedelia, but we were nonetheless impressed by the finished studio product. Yeah, Dark Side has been manipulated before, as it was when the Easy All-Star’ Dub Side of the Moon, but PMW has stretched Floyd’s vision even further.

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Blues, Beer, and Men of the Corn

Denson’s Tiny Universe in a big crowd…with beer!Sound Check found itself over in Portland for the weekend, celebrating the long-standing tradition of inexplicably going

Denson’s Tiny Universe in a big crowd…with beer!

Sound Check found itself over in Portland for the weekend, celebrating the long-standing tradition of inexplicably going out of town for each Independence Day weekend. While long lines of recreation vehicles and non-recreational vehicles full westsiders passed us on Mt. Hood as they headed east, thus did he head west and right into the middle of the Waterfront Blues Festival.
We dropped our two cans of food and ten bucks at the gate and promptly joined, oh, probably about 50,000 other fans inside Tom McCall Waterfront Park. We staked out a postage-stamp-sized spot near the stage just in time to see the funk machine that is Karl Denson’s Tiny Universe hit the stage and promptly get at least 20,000 asses (maybe more) moving, despite the 95-degree heat. The last time we saw Denson in action, it was the Domino Room with his other crew, the Greyboy Allstars, so it was certainly a change to see him in front of about 50 times as many sets of ears.

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Dorm Ditties: Head for the Hills on breaking the freshman band curse

There was probably at least one band that formed in your freshman dorm, if, that is, you ever had the pleasure of living in the

There was probably at least one band that formed in your freshman dorm, if, that is, you ever had the pleasure of living in the strangely scented and often concrete confines of a freshman dorm. And that band probably didn't make it through that first year of collegiate life. Inner-band turmoil, conflicting class schedules or maybe "artistic differences" brought these bands to an end all too often.

But Fort Collins' Head for the Hills is an exception to the freshman dorm band curse. What was once a group of musicians that coincidentally wound up housed on the same floor of a Colorado State University dormatory, is now one of the brightest young acts on the acoustic music landscape. A strange sidenote: in 2003 a friend of mine lived in this dorm with Head for the Hills and told me all about them. I promptly forgot about them - until I noticed their name listed as the winners of the Northwest String Summit band competition in 2007. Clearly, they'd broken the curse, and maybe that's because they started as an almost reluctant bluegrass outfit.

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Bend to LA and Back: Local Franchot Tone shows off his Culver City Dub Collective

When Culver City Dub Collective heads onto what should be (hopefully) a sunshine-covered Les Schwab Amphitheater stage on Sunday, it will be a homecoming of

When Culver City Dub Collective heads onto what should be (hopefully) a sunshine-covered Les Schwab Amphitheater stage on Sunday, it will be a homecoming of sorts. This is confusing, obviously, given the band's explicitly Southern California name, but not once you realize that the dude on guitar is Franchot Tone.

That name probably sounds familiar to local music fans who know him as not only Reed Thomas Lawrence's collaborator and producer but also as a composer for Rage Films. Tone has a second life of sorts, however, down in Los Angeles where he's deeply immersed in the music industry and also captains Culver City Dub Collective, a reggae-infused jammy rock outfit, along with Adam Topol, best known for his work as Jack Johnson's drummer.
Tone, who lives in Bend with his wife and kids, is a busy guy, to put it mildly, but he's found time to place CCDC near the top of his priority list. Although the band is only able to tour in moderation given the other musical engagements if its members, CCDC has found time to, for example, open a tour last summer for Jack Johnson which put them in front of crowds numbering 20,000 or more. But this week, the band is on its own headlining jaunt, playing smaller venues in mountain towns, which is why when I catch up with Tone, he's eating at a taco truck in Twin Falls, Idaho. He and the rest of the band are there for the start of a weeklong tour that drops them in Bend on Sunday - something Tone is more than pumped about.

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Stars, Stripes and Playlists: Listen to these songs or else you hate America

Illustration by Kristi SimmonsI assume I wasn’t the only student who in the winter of 1991 sang along, sitting cross-legged on standard gray public school

Illustration by Kristi SimmonsI assume I wasn't the only student who in the winter of 1991 sang along, sitting cross-legged on standard gray public school carpet, to Lee Greenwood's "God Bless the USA," belting out the "Proud to be an American…" chorus along with my third-grade classmates. Iraq had invaded Kuwait and President Bush The First, looking sternly through his Dwight Schrute-esque glasses said, "This aggression will not stand," and so I pinned a yellow ribbon on my backpack with no idea where exactly Kuwait could be found on a map, and belted along with Mr. Greenwood. And I liked that song, too.

With the Fourth of July this weekend, we're not only celebrating our right to ignite incendiary devices (Thank you, Bend City Council), but it's an annual chance to unleash upon collective ear of your neighborhood barbecue your favorite patriotic, nationalistic and/or songs that merely include "America" in the title, including but not limited to the aforemenionted Greenwood hit. If you need some help compiling your play list, here are a few pointers. Again, many of these cuts have little or no connection to the signing of the Declaration of Independence or the celebration thereof, but who cares, right? A real song about the Fourth of July would largely be centered on hot dogs, sun burns and paid vacation, so let's not get too carried away people.

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Grades, Stomps and Rhodes

That ain’t the real axl.We’re still icing our eardrums after a busy weekend of live music and figured we would have recovered by now. But

That ain’t the real axl.

We’re still icing our eardrums after a busy weekend of live music and figured we would have recovered by now. But hey, it’s a good sort of hurt, you know? The sort of pain that you can put up with if it means you get to see the sort of bomb-diggity shows we did since last week’s riotously awesome and overtly self-aggrandizing edition of this column.
Thursday night we made a stop at Boondocks for a completely costumed set by Appetite for Deception, a, you guessed it, Guns N’ Roses tribute band that we graded as such. Dress: B+…Excellent pant tightness, great bandana usage, only knock was the gratuitous Axl costume change – into polka-dotted tights nonetheless. Vocals: A…that dude really sounded like Axl. Arrogance: C-…when we go to see a GNR tribute, we, as an audience, expect to be treated with little, if any, respect. These Appetite guys were like friendly crossing guards.

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Alternately Alternative: Idaho’s Finn Riggins bends genres with or without the Internet

Finn Riggins battle it out, Idaho style.The wave of bands hitting the airwaves in the early 1990s - Green Day, The Offspring, Nirvana and Oregon’s

Finn Riggins battle it out, Idaho style.The wave of bands hitting the airwaves in the early 1990s - Green Day, The Offspring, Nirvana and Oregon's own Everclear - has always been described as punk rock, or post-punk rock, mostly because of the music's attitude and the musicians' appearances rather than the music, which bears little resemblance to punk rock's working class roots and overtly political message.
To me, none of those bands ever came close to sounding like the original punk rock bands of the late 1970s, like The Sex Pistols, The Clash, The Ramones or the Dead Kennedys, and it's pretty lame to lump together a band like Green Day in the same breath as The Clash.
Enter Idaho's Finn Riggins. Eric Gilbert (keyboards, vocals), describes the Finn Riggins sound as alternative, but to me it sounds closer to the music created by punk rock's pioneers than the typical "alternative" sound. It's loud, it's dirty, it's obnoxious, it's in-your-face, gut-busting, hair-pulling rock and roll with lyrics that make you think beyond whether or not you are an "American Idiot." But Finn Riggins' music is also melodic, full of hooks and riffs that will stick in your head for days after listening to their 2007 debut, "A Solider, A Saint, An Ocean Explorer."

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Rain, Rock and Rodeo

reed thomas lawrence stayin’ dry.It was a bit of a wild week for Sound Check, given that we dodged thunderstorms, screaming cougars and bucking broncos

It was a bit of a wild week for Sound Check, given that we dodged thunderstorms, screaming cougars and bucking broncos and lived to write about it.
We started the production cycle by charging through flooded streets to see Brandi Carlile and Gregory Alan Isakov play to a sold out Tower Theatre. We arrived in time to see the bulk of Isakov’s set and it reinforced our belief that everyone should check out his Iron and Wine style of folk.
Carlile then took the stage, accompanied by her acoustic band and launched into a set that included plenty of new material and radio hits, as well as a pair of Beatles covers. Carlile didn’t refrain from unleashing her gritty-yet-powerful pipes on the historic Tower as she did on her hit “The Story” near the end of the 90-plus-minute set. The Seattle-area native spent plenty of time storytelling from the stage as the Tower’s resident hoard of cougars engaged in a game of “Which Chardonnay Drenched Woman Can Yell the Wittiest Comment and Embarrass Everyone.” But still, Sound Check gives Carlile two thumbs up and bestows on her endless street cred.

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So Misunderstood: Dusty Rhodes on how to not name your act but make an incredible record

country bands don’t dress like that.Two things to know about Dusty Rhodes and the River Band: 1) There is no one named Dusty Rhodes in

country bands don’t dress like that.Two things to know about Dusty Rhodes and the River Band: 1) There is no one named Dusty Rhodes in the band and 2) they are not a country, bluegrass or any other sort of act to which the phrase "River Band" might imply.

Rather, the Fullerton, California-based band is the amalgamation of six music obsessed 20-somethings that have cultivated an indie-rock-meets-Levon Helm-while-everyone-sings-along sound. Dusty Rhodes just released its second record, Palace and Stage, which is gaining positive reviews and helped the band earn headlining shows and festival appearances, but there are plenty of people who still think the band is some sort of country band.
"When we started this band, we thought up this really silly band name and didn't really think it would ever come back to bite us in the butt, but it sure has, man," says guitarist Kyle Divine as he and the band headed toward Chicago last weekend as part of a national tour that brings them to town to headline the Bite of Bend festival this weekend. The name thing has been a problem; more than once unwitting promoters have booked country acts to open for Dusty Rhodes.

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