For a complete calendar of upcoming events, please visit redhare.com!
redhare is an art gallery and live music joint in Astoria, Oregon.
redhare has been a Web design and commercial graphics firm for over 10 years. Its founder, Scott Docherty, recently sailed from Southern California on his 32' Kettenburg sailboat, and now lives in beautiful Astoria, the oldest town west of the Mississippi. You can read all about Scott's voyage on his blog at www.redhare.org.
Now Scott has taken 2 things that he has spent his life being passionate about - art and music - and combining them into a special place where people can come and enjoy the best of both. redhare features local artists, of which there are many in and around Astoria, as well as work from Portland, Seattle, Los Angeles, and around the world. The first-rate stage hosts eclectic music from all over in a comfortably elegant setting, only 1 block from the beautiful Columbia River.
redhare also houses the office for Red Hare Graphics, Scott's Web design firm, as well. For more information about Red Hare Gaphics, please visit www.redhare.com.
We are now booking visual artists and musical acts for 2009, and post all shows and events here, so stay tuned! If you are interested in booking a band or are an artist looking to show your work, please send us a note here.
redhare is located at:
260 10th Street
Astoria, OR 97103
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It was great to meet you. Really enjoyed the Redhare. It's truly a speical room and what a great line up you have on the books, wish I was still in town to hear the Mo & Freebo show!
Look forward to seeing you on the next trip west. In the meantime, will let folks on my list know about the Redhare. It was a great way to spend an afternoon...a ride on the coast ending with great live music in such a great space.
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!”
“Gone where?”
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!” There are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout: “Here she comes!”
Thank you on complimenting my sausage, and a fine one at that! I am doing ok...in the middle of a nasty cold/flulike deal. I just hope my sausage does not get it, a sick sausage is never easy. Lotsaz....
You've got some great music and a great page here! Thanks for your friendship, and welcome aboard the Redline ship. Looking forward to sharing the journey ahead with you. Take Care, and thanks again. Have a wonderful day. Peace,
I lost the charger to my blackberry =[ I think a friend might have one that fits. Not sure if you have sent any texts? How are you holding up? Lubbalinis.... <3<3<3<3
I am standing on the sea shore, A ship sails in the morning breeze and starts for the ocean. She is an object of beauty and I stand watching her Till at last she fades on the horizon and someone at my side says: "She is gone."
Gone! Where? Gone from my sight - that is all. She is just as large in the masts, hull and spars as she was when I saw her And just as able to bear her load of living freight to its destination. The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me, not in her.
And just at the moment when someone at my side says, "She is gone", There are others who are watching her coming, and other voices take up a glad shout: "There she comes" - and that is dying. An horizon and just the limit of our sight. Lift us up, Oh Lord, that we may see further. Bishop Brent 1862 - 1926
