Are we all in this together?
Before that night, no one had ever asked me if I was from Portland. Believe it or not.
We were leaving The Echo, a venue in East LA that’s somewhat like Schubas or The Empty Bottle in Chicago. That is, big enough to attract impressive acts, but small enough to feel like a private concert.
Ducking the rain, we climbed into a shared cab. The front passenger was also leaving the show, and the first thing he said was, “Are you guys from Portland, too?”