Review: Tom Morello @ Wonder Ballroom
Living in Portland for the last thirty or so years has been such a blessing for me. It’s a clean, modern city with a rich history and diverse population. It is the fiftieth largest media market in the United States. Still a big city, but small enough to make anyone feel welcome in the City of Roses.
Hell, I’ve fished for salmon in a river downtown on my lunch hour. And the river isn’t crowded during lunch hour. Put a forty pound, edible fish in the East River and hundreds of folks would be dangling lines from the Williamsburg Bridge, elbowing each other out of the way while hot dog carts sold ‘bait dogs’ for twice what you’d normally pay for a dog with all the fixings. Having grown up in New York, I am familiar with the crowds at shows. Lines snake around the block to get in, tickets selling out in minutes, parking more expensive than the cover charge. I don’t miss any of that crap. There are definite advantages to living in the fiftieth largest media market.
So, when touring musicians make the Northwest swing between San Francisco and Seattle, they will usually spend a night in Portland and play one of the many small to mid range halls here. The Wonder Ballroom is just such a theater. Built in 1914 and historically restored, it holds about 700 when packed. Good acoustics but small restrooms.
The Nightwatchman happens to be one of those touring musicians stopping in Portland between metropolises. That he stopped in the Wonder Ballroom was a bonus. He brought along an engaging opening act, a new album full of heartfelt songs and referred to himself in the third person all night (as in “The Nightwatchman may have had one too many Jameson Irish Whiskeys before the show.”)
READ ON for more of A.J.’s Tom Morello: The Nightwatchman review…