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New Friday Music: Heart's Roger Fisher at the Silver Moon and Rock N' Roll Adventure Kids at Players
Back In Black (Welcome back Woody)
Normal 0 0 1 246 1405 11 2 1725 11.1282 0 0 0 We’ll maybe not in black, but longtime Source columnist Bob Woodward is returning as a contributor this week with a new Blog, which we’ve dubbed Off Piste.
Noisy Trains Are an Eastside Bane, It's Plain
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Sound Check: Bend gets sweaty and sexy with Brett Dennen and G.Love
Sexy dancing and crowded clubs. That's what this column will be about this week, because, well those two things are what have been cemented in the mind of Sound Check… and we just can't shake them free.
The crowded club side of things stems from Thursday night's incredibly well attended G. Love and Special Sauce show at the Domino Room. It was already getting cozy in the D. Room when local Eric Tollefson impressed us with a shockingly rocking, pleasantly bluesy set to open the show. But by the time I returned to the venue after crossing the street to check the score on the Oregon/Boise St. game and then see the subsequent “punch heard 'round the world,” things were different. First off, there was a “Sold Out” sign on the door and secondly, you could hardly move in there.
Give Peace A Chance
The dedication of the Peace Bridge of Bend and celebration of World Peace Day (U.N.
Pretty Good: That's actually the title of Rage's new ski flick
The recent cloudy, windy afternoons and crisp cold evenings have awakened the sleeping bear of desire. The ski and board shops on Century Drive are restocked with the year's new gear and dumping their old inventory in Labor Day sales.
WRite: From the Margins
Being an artist doesn't take much, just everything you got. Which means, of course, that as the process is giving you life, it is also bringing you closer to death. But it's no big deal. They are one and the same and cannot be avoided or denied. So when I totally embrace this process, this life/death, and abandon myself to it, I transcend all this meaningless gibberish and hang out with the gods. It seems to me that that is worth the price of admission.
– Hubert Selby, Beat writer
Think of your death now. It is at arm's length. It may tap you any moment, so really you have no time for crappy thoughts and moods. None of us have time for that. The only thing that counts is action, acting instead of talking.
– Carlos Castenada
Goodbye, Summer: Hello Cyclocross, corduroy, Elk Lake and sliding scales
Alas, summer is coming to an end. The signs are all here – the kids are back in school, the floaters have dwindled and cyclocross season has kicked off.
Elementary My Dear DS: Diabolical Box doesn't hold many surprises B
Professor Layton is a British professor of archaeology, sort of Indiana Jones in a top hat. As the hero of a trilogy of games (The Diabolical Box is the second to arrive stateside) he's become popular amongst gamers, a group of people who are eager to solve puzzles, the biggest of which is: Since I own a DS, what do I play on it?Professor Layton's answer to that conundrum is: Puzzles! The Layton games are full of brainteasers – math problems, mazes, logic puzzles and screen searches. They are scattered between episodes in a semi-animated story in which the professor and his chipper sidekick – the eerily unblinking Luke – solve the mystery behind the death of the professor's old teacher.
Game On! The Cranksters yank puppet strings in violent psychedelic mess
The writing/directing team of Mark Neveldine and Brian Taylor, responsible for the pair of Crank films, deliver an epic cartoon with a messy-mix of politics, corporate greed, mind control, internet porn, gore, bloody violence and wacky ideas. Forcing us to swallow a huge pill, Gamer oddly enough seems to work.Beginning with a title reading, “some years from this exact moment,” the Gamer's overstuffed plot begins to unfold, telling the story of a world where “Gamers” can now control interactive death row inmates that serve as real-life avatars. Anonymous users fight it out on rubble-strewn battlefields in a virtual reality game. The convicts battle each other in the biggest globally viewed TV game show of all time called “Slayers.” If one con makes it through 30 battles, he is supposedly released. So far no one's been that fortunate.Another game option is a neon-colored world called “Society” wherein actors in lavish, scantily clad getups wander around, commanded by Internet slouches. Here's where the desperate can whore themselves out to virtual deviants who want a taste of anything they choose, like, as you probably guessed, sexual acts. Yes, it's porn.

