is a time for all kinds of cooking. Here's a Portland sampling
of some of July's better bites:
Bunzow's Tennessee Portland Tasty Chicken
This grub is finger-lickin' good if you're looking for greasy,
spicy old-fashioned American fare. The recipe calls for crisp songwriting
followed by wild soloing.
Does Bunzow's dish become a little formulaic? Maybe, but there's
a reason Heinz stopped at 57, baby! Bon appétit!
· 170-lb.drummer (best if entirely new to Bunzow)
· 5'10" bass player (the more indefatigably positive,
· 1 guitar-playing John Bunzow (for extra spice, marinate
· 1/2-bottle Tennessee Portland BBQ sauce
1. Take Bunzow, seasoned several years in Nashville, then smoked
Pacific Northwest style; gently layer onto a small bar stage.
2. Sift in a smiling, beatific, tuned-in bass player (Jay Johnson
variety whenever possible); let settle into a groove.
3. Select an indispensable, smart, intuitive Portland drummer (endless
varieties available); blend briskly.
4. Season liberally with tuneful, soulful, intelligent songs cut
southern singer-songwriter style.
5. Add a pinch of mechanics-revealing cues for that human element.
6. Season to taste with Tennessee Portland BBQ sauce.
7. Boil furiously, occasionally adding beer and whiskey, then simmer
while sprinkling with Jamaican spices.
Always finish a piece of Bunzow's Tasty with a burning, soulful
or combination guitar solo (see: "Which Bunzow solos are in
season?"). Use only transportational solos preternaturally
grown with melodic fertilizer. Solos can be enjoyed with a garnish
of band enthusiasm and laughter; extra smooth when washed down with
a few prayerful grooves from Johnson, and peppery fills from whatever
drummer you find in the cupboard.
This stew is truly meant for the fishes contained
within. If you see yourself anywhere in this recipe, start cooking!
· 200-400 variegated music-industry types
· 165 lb. Jonathan Nicholas
· Copious drinks and tapas
· 1 floret indie-rock chanteuse and band
· 18-ft. hip-hop crew
· 1 uncomfortable writer
No, that won't do; Bunzow's oeuvre eats up the food metaphor,
but the British-art-rock-meets-Portland vibe of OEbase calls for
something more concise and pithy, such as the style used by the
Oregonian's venerable society columnist Jonathan Nicholas.
Web Rec Exec is Hep
Local amorphous entertainment confab Overland Agency, brainchild
of erstwhile art-punk bassist-cum-Intel-refugee Dave Allen, has
grown a new limb. What will drive traffic to www.oebase.com?
Artistic and business integrity, hopes Allen.
He's crafted "a program that helps artists keep doing what
they do best, keep a bigger share of what they earn, and continue
to own their copyrights and masters," while providing music
buyers with "the crème de la crème of
the CDs that are available out there."
What do you get? Lots of great local acts from hip-hop to folk-rock,
and a tasty tour through the high points of alternative rock from
the last 30 or so years, from Bowie to Flaming Lips, with many nice
stops in between.
Think of Allen as your cool older brother, then spend some time
flipping through his record collection.
If Nicholas is around, the party is official.
But hundreds of music mullahs, and Penny Lane to boot, couldn't
care less (well, not exactly). Nevertheless, the OEbase launch party
is an unqualified success. Tapas get scarfed, booze flows freely
(Who does your catering Dave? Exemplary bartenders!) and live music
and DJs are here to distract the socially challenged (me).
Sophe Lux fails to completely captivate me with semi-shambolic
country art-folk-rock (Tori Amos is one comparison), but mostly
it's just that I'm distracted by trying to actually talk to someone.
The band, fronted by director Todd Haynes' sister, Wendy, definitely
has the poise, polish and talent to carry a crowd home in its pocket.
Check out samples at the OEbase
Flava Livens Dish
Portland hip-hop trio Lifesavas tops my party-dish with Quannum
projects (ala Blackalicious) spice. Positivity-flecked lyrics tinged
with sardonic realism flow freely over crowd-moving samples and
Hands are waving, voices chant the choruses, honeys start freaking
in front of me. Yeah! I bob my head, wave my hand and, after Lifesavas
are done, find I've left after Nicholas.
Not bad at all.
A great party for a cool, progressive agency and retail Web site.