If you judge Kousefly's Down By A Billion by its faux-metal cover art, you might expect late '90s-style rock. And while the local duo that has been gigging regularly around Bend for several years is anything but Godsmack wannabes, it takes several songs before the album realizes its direction.
Sound Stories & Interviews
Picking Away: Pickathon makes beautiful music in a beautiful setting
This year's Pickathon brought together 44 bands, covering styles ranging from folk to indie rock and Americana on Pendarvis farm in Happy Valley, OR. Originally conceived as a “better way to throw a party,” by founder Zale Schoenborn, an engineer by day, the festival, now in its 12th year, welcomed more than 4,000 people to the sprawling 80-acre farm.
By most anyone's standards, the festival was a mellow affair. The weekend's uniform was flannel, wayfarers and a generous amount of dirt mixed with sweat that made for a natural sunscreen covering every inch of exposed skin. The mellow vibe was aided by the fact that each band played multiple times during the festival. Each of the six stages was intimate, from the 50-person indoor Workshop Barn to the Woods Stage, which, like its name suggests, was in the middle of the woods and made from tree branches twisted together. The main stages, the Fir Meadows Stage and Mountain View Stage, allowed anyone who desired to stand at the foot of the stage, and those seated on the lawn were shaded by huge spider web-like swaths of white and orange fabric.
The Quick & Easy Boys – Red Light Rabbit
The Quick & Easy Boys
Red Light Rabbit
PerCapita Records
Well, The Quick & Easy Boys have done the seemingly impossible – they've managed to make a largely funky record without coming off even the least bit corny. Those who've seen the Portland band live and wondered how the trio's energy-packed live show would translate to the recorded medium have a firm answer in Red Light Rabbit.
The Sound of Steel: Pedal guitar genius Robert Randolph digs deep into roots rock and steps up to the next level
Robert Randolph has never really had a problem getting noticed. Musicians, critics and fans have been raving about him since he was a teenager, playing his pedal steel guitar only in church. While he received plenty of attention, he may have been considered more of a novelty than one of the most promising musicians of his generation.
Now, after going from church to bars to the jam band scene to mainstream popularity, Randolph seems to have truly hit his stride and settled into his own identity with his band's latest record, We Walk This Road, released earlier this summer. Produced by T Bone Burnett – who could be called the past decade's producer laureate of American roots music – the record finds Robert Randolph and the Family Band digging deep into the annals of folk and roots with covers of Blind Willie Johnson and Bob Dylan, as well as new takes on tracks from John Lennon and Prince. But the record also showcases, as it should, the fierce talent with which Randolph and his band are so equipped.
Why You (Probably) Like Michael Franti and Spearhead
You can try, but it's pretty tough to say you don't like Michael Franti. You can be the sort of person who somehow, someway, hates hip-hop, punk rock, reggae, folk and dance music all at once and still find yourself unable to dislike the giant, dreadlocked artist. Franti's career has seen him making music from each of those genres, and probably others, too – and even if you don't like his albums, go ahead and check out his smiley, carefree, barefooted, uber positive, wild-as-all-hell live show and then try not to at least smile.
Now, there is probably someone reading this thinking, or perhaps saying aloud, “Hey jerkwad. I don't like Michael Franti or his stupid face or his stupid music.”
Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti
Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti
Before Today
4ad Records
Not trying to be a jerky, judgy-McJudgerton here, but I absolutely hate the name of this band. It sounds like a joke. A not-funny one.
Weird Name, Big Jams: Dangermuffin liked Bend so much, they're staying for a week
Dangermuffin isn't a radioactive muffin. It also isn't a dangerous robotic muffin that will aid other rebellious pastries in taking over the world in 2012. Rather, Dangermuffin is a self-proclaimed “Jamericana” band from Folly Beach, South Carolina that is storming the nation for the first time this summer and stopping in for a string of shows in Bend, a town to which they've already taken a liking to.
“We were out in Oregon at the beginning of the summer and we did the McMenamins Great Northwest Tour. Bend was the best [stop] by far,” says Dangermuffin frontman Dan Lotti.
An Open Letter to Weird Al
Dear Alfred “Weird Al” Yankovic,
You are playing at the Deschutes County Fair this weekend. I saw this on your website – you know, the one with all the bright colors and wacky photos of you confusedly looking at the camera as if to say, “Hey, what's goin' on here?” Speaking of photos, remember when you had a moustache, glasses and looked like a guy who owned a windowless van? I liked those photos more than I like the updated ones in which you look more like the inordinately tall woman who taught me piano lessons.
Anyway, thanks for making our fair one of the many fairs at which you're playing family friendly music and/or making people laugh. You've made me laugh over the years and I thought “Smells Like Nirvana” was really cool when I was in fourth grade and hadn't started listening to actual Nirvana music yet. When I heard the real song a year later, it sure sounded depressing. That Kurt Cobain was not funny at all. Also, how about UHF, that was a crazy movie, man. By the way, where can I get a VHS copy of that?
Bonnie “Prince” Billy & the Cairo Gang
Bonnie “Prince” Billy & the Cairo GangThe Wonder Show of the WorldDrag City Records
Will Oldham (aka Bonnie “Prince” Billy) has a devoted underground following. And because of that, I thought I'd be floored by The Wonder Show of the World, seeing that it's my first experience with the man.
Getting Sweaty with Dusty Rhodes, Hillstomp and Great American Taxi
Oh boy. It was a sweaty weekend in live music. We're talking Patrick Ewing, better-change your-shirt-at-halftime sort of sweaty. So here's what happened: hot temperatures collided with a migrating front of wildly awesome live bands, causing the music scene to collectively and shamelessly sweat for no less than three days.
Sound Check perspired thoroughly this weekend, too. And you should know that when Sound Check sweats, it's not a sexy glow but rather a violent drip of toxins that falls from our brows as we bob our heads to the music. That's precisely what we were doing on Friday night at the Domino Room where Domino Room was celebrating the release of their new album, Darker the Night.

