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Black Lips Live Video from Berbatis Portland

Monday, April 27th, 2009


Black Lips- 4/24/09 Portland, OR from Nemo Design on Vimeo.

Black Lips at Berbatis Tonight - Win A Free 7″ Single

Friday, April 24th, 2009

Black Lips Portland Free 7

From the Black Lips back office - this just in:

“Black Lips are playing Portland tonight at Berbati’s Pan along with Flowers Forever and The Nice Boys. In an effort to support a great local record store, we’re giving a bunch of “Short Fuse” 7”s to both Jackpot locations and, while supplies last, offering them up to anyone who comes in with a ticket stub from tonight’s show.”

Jackpot Records 203 SW 9th Ave Portland, OR 97205 (503) 222-0990

Jackpot Records 3574 SE Hawthorne Portland, OR 97214 (503) 239-7561

Black Lips - Short Fuse

Viva Voce Deliver New Single - Devotion as Free MP3

Friday, April 24th, 2009

Viva Voce Portland MP3 NemoHQ Pampelmoose
Pic by Alicia J. Rose

A new one from Portland faves Viva Voce, and it’s a good one. Check it out.

Viva Voce - Devotion

Boy Eats Drum Machine and The So So Glos Tonight at Backspace

Friday, April 10th, 2009

So So Glos Backspace Portland

The So So Glos bring their punky rock to Portland alongside Portland’s very own Boy Eats Drum Machine. Tonight, Friday, at Backspace.

Stay up to date on Backspace events by following them on Twitter. @pdxbackspace

The Bronx - Live at Dantes March 31st

Friday, March 27th, 2009


The Bronx - History’s Stranglers from Original Signal on Vimeo.

Here’s what Spin had to say of The Bronx at SXSW:
So it’s the Bronx, L.A.’s greatest current punk band, but in place of tautly melodic thrashing and Matt McCaughthran’s gritty anti-social bellow, you get a couple of acoustic guitars, a trumpet, stand-up drums, a big-ass guitarrón, and the band members all dressed up in full mariachi finery with studded charro outfits and ribbon ties — but, alas, no hats. Oh, and instead of screaming about your shitty future, dude’s singing (yes, singing!) about being stuck in prison, among other hard-luck scenarios. And it’s not a joke; it can’t be. They’re playing too well. The songs are too heartfelt. And McCaughthran’s mile-wide smile — and his own immodest acknowledgement of just how special it is for any band to attempt something like this nowadays — reveals a crew genuinely proud of what they’ve accomplished. Then they come back on stage three hours later as their Clark Kent selves and show just why they are L.A.’s greatest current punk band. — Doug Brod