Holy fuck! I lived in Portland collectively for eight years, until I was finally priced out (like so many). I saw KFH a few times, and I had no idea that guy was in the band. I never liked Voodoo Donuts; in fact, I never knew a single local who did. But I did like Dante's. The social scene in PDX isn't, or at least wasn't, THAT big, so I'm already prepared to be super bummed out if I find out that I'm only a couple degrees separated from people who turn out to be the absolute scum of the earth.