Last night Eric and I went out on the town (aka Portland) to celebrate the wrapping up of my Dallas project. And by celebrate I mean eat a lot of things and go see some folk music. I’m currently on the not drinking a lot band wagon so my usual beer consumption was replaced by tacos and ice cream.
But it was an overindulging kind of day. I started off the day by needing to go buy some new black heels for work because the heels I’ve been wearing I’ve had for about 3.5 years and I wear them every day and I have repaired them numerous times. They’re looking ratting, it’s time for a change. So, I intended to buy one pair of shoes. Instead I bought heels and adorable olive drab boots with heels (which I wore and felt like a giant in and I was like oh I get why tall girls can be bitches. I really let that power of a 3-4 extra inches of height go to my head) and 4 new pairs of leggings and a new crop top. All things that I really do not need, but hey, sometimes when you’re like I have worked out so much this week and I’m feeling good, you gotta treat yourself. Right? Sure. That’s how I’ll justify it.
I did get a good 3 mile trail run in though. That was in the afternoon and I overindulged in listening to too much Kesha on that run. Guilty pleasure music!
Then I made the mistake of being like oh, I’ll just wait to eat until we go to dinner, which was a few hours after that run. I was very very hungry leaning towards hangry at that point. So we went to Cruz Room on Alberta and they have AMAZING tacos! So I meant to get two tacos and a salad and no beer, but instead I got a beer and three tacos.
But then we had a conundrum as we’re both trying not to drink much and one of us has to stay sober because we moved too far out of the city for cabs and that conundrum is what do you do in Portland if you’re not drinking? Basically the whole nightlife of that town centers around alcohol consumption, as it does in most towns, not just hating on Portland (we’ll get to that later). So, the obvious answer if you’re on Alberta St is go to Salt ‘n Straw and get some ice cream.
Obviously since I was feeling over confident in my results from working out and because I was still hungry from earlier, I was like let’s do this bitch! Something to know about Portland if you haven’t been here yet is that people stand in a lot of lines and regardless of how long they’ve stood in that line, when it’s there turn they completely forget that others are standing in line and perhaps it would be polite not to doddle and not try every fucking flavor of ice cream. Live a little, take a chance, and just order some ice cream you haven’t tried! I promise you, it’s ice cream, it can’t be bad (but I’m not a picky eater so there’s that). When it was finally my turn, the girl was like want some samples and I was like no, I got this. I’m throwing mother fucking caution to the wind! And wouldn’t you know, that I got the ice cream with pop rocks in it and it was an amazing surprise party in my mouth. See how that worked out everyone?
Next up was going to Mississippi Studios to see Korey Quinn and Charlie Parr. I really like Korey’s music as I’ve seen him a few times. This time David Lipkind joined him on harmonica and he is the most amazing harmonica player I have ever witnessed! I will make it a point to go see him some more. It was really impressive. I was like how is a harmonica even making that sound?
I always dig Korey’s music. It pays homage to a style of country roots that I really enjoy. I also really dig his voice and how he has a level of raw grit that I really love in a vocal style.
Charlie Parr I did not connect with, which I find weird. I liked his style of playing a lot and his voice, but I didn’t find his lyrical content to be compelling. However, I will go see him again if I get the opportunity. I’d really love to see him outside of Portland. I’m annoyingly sensitive to the vibe of the crowd I’m in and I know that a hipster crowd at the Mississippi has a disingenuous feel to it and that may have really had an impact on if I could connect with his music. I know, I’m weird and annoying and all my friends who I go to shows with would so totally eye roll at that take on Charlie, but they also weren’t there so maybe they should have been to help make that crowd a bit more real.
And then we hopped by the The Know to catch the last punk band that was playing that night… We get around.