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Lewi at The Laurelthirst
by Meagan Bracy
Maybe it was the combination of beer and cold medicine, maybe it was the sense of nostalgia,
maybe it was just giving in to the inevitable, or maybe it was just damn fine musical ability.
Whatever it was, it worked.

I had tried to find a good, old fashioned, loud-ass, bass and drums, teeth-rattling, Hell yeah! local band rock show (and yes, I may have procrastinated a little too much), but failed. And I will admit that I am very new to Portland, so I may

not have been looking in the right places, but all I seemed to be able to find was a lot of singer/songwriter Americana—folky, earthy, acoustic-type stuff. I tried to fight it, but apparently, Portland wanted my introduction to her music scene to be a gentle and happy one. So, I finally gave in. It felt a bit like trying to find a punk rock show and just giving up and going to a Grateful Dead cover band show instead. This is an extreme comparison, of course, and ultimately, not the situation in which I found myself.

I ended up going to a Lewi Longmire show at The Laurelthirst Public House with a particularly understanding friend. The Laurelthirst is a comfy place with lots of wood, exposed brick, candles, fresh wildflower bouquets on the tables, and library table looking lamps mounted on the walls above the booths. The stage was slightly elevated, and had a huge black drape with gold stars painted on it as a backdrop. It reminded me of a vaudeville stage of yore.

Lewi himself is a longtime and much respected (with good reason) staple of the Portland music scene. In fact, in some ways it doesn't get much more local than Lewi. His band members, Ned Folkerth (on drums) and Bill Rudolph (on bass and vocals), are also talented local musicians.

We arrived a little late and found the first set in full swing. It was a lively scene to happen upon, and there was an impressive following for a standing gig. There was much dancing and drinking and general joy for a Thursday night. The fist unsung words I heard from stage were: "Spring is coming. It's a good time for sex... Am I wrong?"

In all fairness, there was more rock at what I had expected to be a decidedly roll kind of a show, than I had anticipated. There were several good old-fashioned roots rock originals performed, but the highlight for me was a truly inspired version of "Paint It Black" (one of my all time favorite songs). There was also a particularly rousing version of "Helter Skelter" sung by Rudolph that resulted in a veritable hippy frenzy. Fun to watch, but stand back!

So, to recap Lewi Longmire Band at The Laurelthirst Public House: Roots rock? Indeed. Sex? Drugs? Rock 'n Roll? Check. Check. Check. Thank you, Lewi. Thank you, Portland. Goodnight.



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