128 Northeast Russell Street
Portland, OR, 97212
Doors 7:30 PM / Show 8:30 PM
This event is 21 and over
Watch & Listen
Country soul and Delta blues, old-time gospel and hardcore punk, it's all in there. Each successive Deer Tick record reveals more colors and increased perspective, the rave-ups get wilder, the ballads more knowing and hurt. And then, just when you think you had 'em figured out, Divine Providence sands off the country grain to expose the Tick's inner punk. From the Twin/Tone garage-pop perfection of "Walking Out That Door" to the unshakable "Main Street," the album is McCauley's finest moment thus far, fully pointing Deer Tick towards the
universality of their heroes.
"On a set of howling rockers, frontman John McCauley pulls a genre jailbreak as impressive as the time that Ryan Adams ditched Whiskeytown to pledge his love for Morrissey and electric Dylan." -Rolling Stone
"If this sounds like a rave, then you read it correctly. Divine Providence, music that the Creator Himself may have sent, is the best, funniest, most detailed, thrilling blast of rock and roll since The Hold Steady's Boys And Girls In America. It'll have you dancing while you're thinking about the lyrics and positing all kinds of intellectual theories as you listen to its very danceable grooves. In fact, you won't know which one to do first. And the coolest thing? You will not care." -American Songwriter
"The set's true patron saint: a punk-rock singer-songwriter who does as he damn well pleases" -Rolling Stone
"Deer Tick- I love them." –USA Today
The New York Times recently proclaimed that Houston, Texas native Robert Ellis sounds "equally inspired by Jackson Browne and George Jones." Not a bad reference point for an artist only twenty-two years old. Ellis cut his teeth performing the songs of similar luminaries around town, most notably at the neighborhood beacon, Fitzgerald's. His "Whiskey Wednesdays" at that club are regularly packed with punkish newcomers and graying locals sharing a mutual interest in artists ranging from Ray Price to Buck Owens to the Rolling Stones. Listening to Photographs, one finds it difficult to pigeonhole Robert Ellis. It's even harder to remember that he's barely just begun.